Epilogue ~ Some Years Later

3 year later…

Eon wasn't feeling well and hadn't been for a few weeks. She went to go see Bones. "I've not been sleeping very well and I've been super hungry recently. Even Spock has noticed that something isn't right with me." She explained, lying back for him to scan her.

Bones suppressed a chuckle. "Well, something is definitely different about you but nothing that won't clear up in 7 or 8 months." Bones said, making Eon sit up her eyes wide.

"You mean I'm…" she trailed off.

"Yes Eon, your pregnant." Bones replied, getting some vitamins ready. "However, this time, you are not leaving the Enterprise until after your baby has been born."

Eon smiled and laughed. "Aye aye doctor." She said, taking the vitamins.

She kissed his cheek before twirling out of Sick Bay. Bones was stone still before laughing as well. That was the only woman who could make him feel awkward, appreciated, and exasperated all at the same time. Eon skipped to her quarters a hummed a happy little tune as she tended to her home plants before skipping to the Botany Section to tend to her charges there. Dr. Oak immediately knew that she was pregnant again the moment that Eon walked into the greenhouse. He kept his excitement to himself but Eon could see he was bursting on the inside.

Her day was full of tending to plants before she left to get T'Jera from day-care. She was one of the few children on the ship, being the youngest all around. She had made friends with the children and adults as well. She had even begun to call Kirk, Bones, Scotty, Chekov, and Sulu her 'uncles' and Uhura her 'aunt', however, Kirk was her favorite 'uncle' followed by the close second of Bones. When Eon arrived at the day-care/school, T'Jera was sitting the corner, her back facing the brightly colored room. "Mrs. Spock, might I have a word?" the teacher asked when Eon walked in.

She nodded and stepped to the side. "T'Jera hit a boy today." The teacher said, making Eon gap a bit at her little girl.

"Did she say why?" Eon asked, not taking her eyes from her forest green haired girl.

"No ma'am. In fact, she hasn't said anything since the whole incident." The teacher said, looking at the girl as well.

Eon nodded and said loudly, "T'Jera, come here." No nonsense in her voice.

The small girl stood and walked quickly in the fashion that her father did, but her head was hung, hiding her golden brown eyes and pointed ears. Eon thanked the teacher and led T'Jera out of the day-care, taking her daughters hand and taking her not towards their quarters but towards the holodeck. Eon typed in her program before leading T'Jera into her home jungle. A large, deep green tree stood in the middle of a clearing. Eon let her daughter's hand go and sat on the ground, her back resting against the trunk of the tree. "My mother always said that I was a strange one." Eon began, making T'Jera look up. "I was the first born girl, usually sacred in my culture. However, I was the only one of the Time children to have yellow eyes rather than the trademark black. I was the special one."

Eon motioned T'Jera to sit next to her. Wrapping her daughter in her arms, Eon held her close. "You are my first born, daughter and child. You are always going to be my pride, joy, and greatest achievement… no matter how much trouble you get in." Eon said, kissing her hair.

"I'm sorry Mama." T'Jera said, cuddling into her mother.

"I get it Sweet Pea. I fought a lot in school too. But I leanred very quick that it make bullies even madder. The best way to deal with people is to use a calm voice and always speak the truth, turning to brutal force when absolutely nesscessary." Eon explained, making T'Jera giggle a bit.

"You are like your father in some respects. You are incredibly smart for your age and usually think before you act or speak. However, you also have my temper and beautiful good looks. Finding a balance between your logic and your emotions will be a constant struggle T'Jera, but when you do, you will know." Eon said, looking over the lush jungle.

T'Jera nodded. "But, you are going to have to talk to your father about your actions today." Eon said, pulling away to stand. "Might as well do it now while you're fresh." Eon offered her a hand and they exited the program, this time heading for the bridge.

T'Jera held onto her Mama's hand as they walked along a corridor. She didn't know if she was in trouble or not but they were going to see Father. Mama's fine face was emotionless which concerned T'Jera. They reached the turbolift and rode it in silence. They reached the bridge and Mama left T'Jera at the door and crossed the room, her bare feet softly crossing the floor. She leaned towards the tall figure of Father and he asked to be excused from the bridge.

They walked back to the turbolift and rode it down in silence. They walked to their quarters and entered the lush, plant filled room. Mama picked T'Jera up and sat her on the table. "Tell Father what happened." Mama said, her voice calm.

T'Jera hung her head. "I punched a boy." She said softly.

Father's eyebrow shot up. "And?" Mama pressed, knowing the rest.

"He wouldn't stop picking on me so I pinching him on the neck like you do Father." T'Jera replied.

"Indeed?" Father asked, both eyebrows meeting his hairline.

T'Jera nodded. There was a pause. "T'Jera, would you go to your bedroom please." Mama asked and she hurried out of the room.

"I don't know if I should be angry or proud." Eon said, crossing her arms.

Spock sighed. "I shall speak to her." He said, touching her cheek and heading after his daughter.

He entered the room and T'Jera looked up from her bed. Spock placed his hands behind his back and crossed to sit next to her. "T'Jera, may I ask why you punched the boy?" Spock asked, glancing down at her.

T'Jera hung her head. "He called Mama a 'no good jungle ho'. But that does not make sense. A ho is a tool used for gardening and Mama isn't a gardening tool." She said, rather confused.

Spock raised an eyebrow and the corners of his mouth tugged upwards. He held open his arm for her to come to him. T'Jera crawled into his lap and pressed her head against his chest. Spock gathered her in his arms. "T'Jera, people will say many things to you as you grow older. Contrarary to what Mama says, violence is almost never the answer. Part of your heritage and lineage is Vulcan. Vulcan's act logically in all situations. Sometimes, you must use logic to prevent an altercation. However, logic is not always the answer. That is when you must lead with your heart." He said.

"Your actions in every situation will lend themselves to your character. It may be a lot for you to take in but I believe that you are far more intelligent than people realize. However, punching people is not very good nor nice… so do not get caught again." He said with a wink.

"Thank you Father." T'Jera said, hugging him.

He kissed her forehead and left her room. Eon was standing there, arms crossed and a mischievous look on her face. "I told her not to get caught again." Spock said, crossing to her and touching her cheek.

"Good plan." Eon laughed, kissing his cheek. "Now, before you go back to work Commander, you and I need to have another talk."

"What is on your mind Eon?" he asked, reaching for her mind but finding a familier blocking.

"I think you just figured it out." Eon replied, taking his hand and pressing it against her abdomen.

"Indeed." Spock said, kissing her soundly. "I am very pleased but shall miss you."

"And I you Tar'cha." Eon replied, pecking his cheek. "You are dismissed Commander."

Spock smirked. "Yes ma'am." He replied, snatching her up and twirling her around before setting her down on their couch with a hot kiss.

"You are cruel to me." She hissed against his lips as he pulled away.

"We shall continue this later my t'hy'la." He said, smiling and walking out.

"You damn well know we will." Eon whispered, lying back against the couch, a wild smile on her face.

14 years later…

Once Spock had retired from Star Fleet, only acting as a professor and a consultant, the family moved to a scarcely populated sector on Elysium. Eon continued her studying of plants on Elysium, making new discoveries nearly every day. Their brood continued to blossom, reaching a total of 10 children. T'Jera was followed by her twin brothers, Tylark and Venark, then a sister, Mira, twin sisters, Valtaira and Ayria, brother, Gerok, and most recently triplets, the girl Dorit and boys Aldrik and Enok. All the boys followed after Spock in demeanor and way of thinking while the girls tended to be much like Eon in the same ways. However, all of them had darkly colored hair, golden brown eyes and pricked ears.

Eon was exhausted. The triplets were teething and nothing was sacred. They crawled around, sinking their teeth into anything they could get their grubby little hands on: ankles, table and chair legs, potted plants, pots and pans, spoons and, especially, Spock's boots. At the moment Aldrick was focused on chewing Spock's left ear, while Dorit intended to devour the right.

Eon smiled. "Now, now. Enough of that. You're poor father's had enough." She walked over and relived Spock of the troublesome duo. Spock was greatly relived and allowed his wife to seat herself in his lap. She laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck as he pulled her close. Then her eyes took on a wicked gleam and she leaned in to whisper, "Besides, I'm the only one allowed to nibble on those cute little Elvin ears."

Spock raised an eyebrow before stealing a kiss. A piercing screech came the their home's roof and T'Jera swung in from the hole in the ceiling having just returned from an outing with her Twilok, "Hello Mama and Father." She said, smiling at her parents before scooping up an attacking Enok.

"Welcome home T'Jera." Eon said with a smile, getting off Spock's lap to go with her eldest daughter to prepare dinner.

Spock leaned back against his chair and gazed around. His house was full of children and laughter. His career lay before him on a silver plate. Sarek and Amanda were planning on coming within the next few weeks to visit. Dinner was called for and the mad family made a rush for the table. Venark and Mira fought over the spot next to Spock but Eon shooed them away, making them choose different seats while she snagged the one they had been arguing over. Her hand covered his and he saw her smile radiantly despite her tired state. Spock couldn't help but smile back.

The End

[AN: However, since the 2009 Star Trek made an alternate reality, I'm planning on making a Eon/Spock alt story. I already have a few ideas on what I want to happen but any suggestions will be taken into consideration. Also, be on the look out for Admiral Cat. He will be appearing just about everywhere in my Star Trek Fics. I would like to that GodlyJewel for working through this with me. I hope you enjoyed this ride. Reviews are like candy for me: they make me happy and make me write faster. See you in the next story! ~CosmicHorse]