Convincing Part 10 By: Julia Kirby It was 3 days after the wedding. Moving day. Voyager was to be dismantled and used for the settlement. Derek Het was thrilled that they decided to stay. When The Doctor had found out about Voyager being dismantled he was panicked. He thought he would be dismantled to. B'Elanna had found a way to let him charge his modal amidor, so he could move around and never drain power. Tom Paris and his new wife, B'Elanna Paris, were in there quarters packing. They had been issued a little cottage on the edge of town. It had 6 bedrooms and comfortable living quarters. All of a sudden B'Elanna sat down. She felt her stomach. The baby was turning and kicking. "Tom, it's time." "Time for what, hon?" he asked turning. "The baby.... baby...... is......is..... COMING!!!!" she yelled letting her anger take control. "Oh, shit. Paris to transporter room 2. Beam me and Lt. Torres to sickbay." "May I please know what is wrong?" the ensign said. "She's having a baby, now shut up and transport us." he yelled. The transporter whipped them away. /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ B'Elanna materialized on the main Bio Bed with Paris next to her. She was gasping for breath. She tried to sit up but fell back. "Doctor, get in here. Where's Kes?" Tom yelled. The doctor came in with Kes and immediately started helping B'Elanna. B'Elanna screamed with pain and rage. Tom grapsed her hand. "Push!" the doctor commanded. B'Elanna squeezed his hand so hard he heard a snap. Pain shot through his hand. He bit his lip. Now was not the time. B'Elanna pushed. She screamed again. "Here it comes!!" Kes told B'Elanna encouragly. "Your almost done!" B'Elanna screamed once more and was silent, panting for breath. "Congradulations. It's a girl." he said. he wrapped the baby in a blanket and handed her to B'Elanna. She let go of Tom's hand a stroked her daughter's cheek. Kes came up and ran a machinge over Tom's finger. B'Elanna had broken it. He thanked Kes and then looked at his daughter. She was tiny. Her eyes were closed and she was still. "Is she okay?" Paris asked. "She was 3 months premature. She'll be fine, though she will always be very small." the Doctor told him. He nodded and stroked his daughter's cheek. "What should we call her??" he asked B'Elanna. "Celence. Celence Dariah Paris." she answered. He nodded and leaned down to give her a kiss. This was the best day of his life. But if only he knew what would tear it apart. Paromaount owns them except Celene. I just borrow them and put them in a different story.