I do not own the BMFM. I make no profit from writing this story it is just for my own entertainment and for any other kind soul that will do me the utmost pleasure in reading it. It takes place in the Thail story line at the Utopia 1 base on Mars.

By Morning

2000

Throttle Hadn't slept for the past week, his self appointed vigil of watching over his wife was taking it's toll on him and her. But for all his good intentions he was doing neither much good.

Angelica, the only doctor Carbine would have, tried to calm his apprehension by letting him know that even though it was Carbine's first baby, both were progressing nicely. Her major concern at that point was the potential nervous breakdown Throttle was well on his way to having. She gave up and told Carbine to humor him and if all else failed she had a mild sedatives to slip in his root beer.

"Babe please go do something. I know Stoker could use the help at HQ. He must be backed up with a ton of paper work it will do you good to get outta here for a couple of hours." Carbine was practically pleading trying to get a little distance between she and her loving but irritating mate.

"No darlin', my place is here with you. What if you need something? What if you go into labor? What if…….."

"Throttle, listen to me carefully," Her words were slow and deliberate "…. I need nothing…. I want nothing… except for you to leave… me…. ALONE!

Frustrated Carbine throws her hands up and tries to stand and go to the bedroom. He started to assist her out of the chair she was struggling to lift herself from but the death stare she gave him stopped him in his tracks.

At that moment the door opened Charley and Vinnie walked in with Modo not far behind. "Hey Girl friend still hanging in there I see. What's the matter Throttle is my girl still doggin' you out?" Charley teased patting his cheek sweetly.

Carbine still struggling finally got to her feet, "Yeah I'm still here and I wouldn't treat him like that if he'd just let me breath. This man is going to smother me with kindness"

"Babydoll, I am just trying to do what we learned in the birthing classes. Make you feel secure, loved, supported." Throttle answered his feeling visibly hurt with the cutest sad puppy dog-eyed expression imaginable.

Carbine was too tired, too heavy and her back was killing her, to offer any sympathy she only sighed and waddled off to the bedroom. Vinnie trying hard not to break up laughing took a seat as Modo tried to comfort his distressed partner.

"Don't worry Throttle it's all part of the process. Don't take anything she says too seriously. Just smile, nod your head a lot, and take it like a man. Because if she's anything like most women those may be the kindest words you'll hear from her before this thing is over. "

Charley followed Carbine into the bedroom not wanting to be alone with all the male bonding that was taking place. She was laying on the bed very deep in thought her hand fondling a small stuff toy Throttle had made for the baby. Charley sat next to her putting a supportive hand on her shoulders.

Carbine took hold of her hand trying hard to keep her composure, "I don't know what's the matter with me. You would think that after all we've been through I should be able to handle all this, but some times it gets so overwhelming. Her Voices starts to shake a little, "I'm bringing a child into this uncertain world. We don't know if the Plutarkian are really gone for good. Our own government is still such a mess. What were we thinking?" She lamented.

"Look Sis, there are no guarantees with this life. We can only try and make this world better for all our children. That's my plan." Charley smiles confidently.

"Charley you? How wonderful." Carbine joyfully hugs her, "Oh my, Vinnie a father now that is going to be interesting to say the least."

"Yeah it's kind of scary bring another Van Wham into existence. I don't know if the universe is ready for two. I haven't told him yet I was going to wait for…." Before Charley could finish what she was saying Carbine sat straight up putting a vise grip on Charlie's unsuspecting hand.

"OOOOOO….Charley….. OOOOOO," Carbine moaned as Charlie's eyes widened her hand going numb.

The pain subsides Carbine breathlessly apologizes, "Sorry Charley…I'm so sorry but that's the strongest contraction I've had yet. I think it's time to go. Would you please go tell Throttle."

"Sure but remind me to keep far away from you when you have another one of those things. Girl, you are dangerous with all that strength I see why they call you the terror of the know galaxy." Charley lovingly joked as she rubbed to get the feeling back in her hand.

"Well Daddy I think this is it. Carbines said it's time she head for the infirmary." Throttle bolted passed Charley into the bedroom and scooped his wife up off the bed. Then stood there not sure of what he was suppose to do with her.

"Throttle what are you doing?" Carbine asks more amused then anything at her husband's behavior. He just looked at her like he didn't have a clue.

"Taking you to the infirmary?"

"Put me down Honey I can walk. It might be helpful if you called Angie and let her know we're coming, okay." Carbine was calm and sweetly touched him on the cheek.

"Okay babe whatever you say. Don't worry I'll take care of everything." Throttle let her down gently and ran back to the living room to make the call. In his haste he tripped on his own tail and fell head long into a table knocking it almost across the room.

Carbine hearing the commotion closed her bag and tenderly patting on her tummy talks to the little bump in front of her. "Well it's time to go to work. Let's get you out little one before your daddy does irreparable harm to himself."

Vinnie was surprised to see his cool, always in control bro reduced to a clumsy mass of jumbled nerves. He snickered and shook his head. Charley noticed the conceited look on his face.

"So you think you'll handle it any better when it's your turn Big Shot?"

Charley smiled slyly.

"Oh please there isn't any situation that this mouse can't….. my turn?" Vinnie looked at his wife with a mixture of shock, wonder and hope.

"That's right your next in about 8 months." She confessed happily.

Vinnie suddenly got very serious and took her hands. " Charlene you mean we're gong to have a baby?"

"You mind?" She asked almost afraid praying that this was good news she was telling him.

"Mind? Sweetheart just when I thought my life couldn't get any better you make it even more prefect." He says as he pulls her close to him.

"Well congratulations bro." Modo smiles' knowing the joy Vinnie was now feeling. But all the celebrating would have to be put on hold as Carbine came out all packed and ready for the short trek to the infirmary. Throttle having finally contacted Angelica was now at his wife side this time just offering an arm for support. She smiled, kissed him lovingly on the cheek and accepted the support given.

As they walked the short distance to the infirmary getting more than half the way Carbine stopped. "OOOOO….. here it comes again….OOOOOO," she putting the same vise grip on Throttle's shoulder that she earlier had on Charlie's hand only with a bit more force. Modo and Vinnie winced seeing her nails dig into Throttle's shoulder. Even through his shirt and fur they could tell it hurt.

"Remember to breathe…pant...pant… focus on something else. My hands around Throttle's neck ..pant.. as I squeeze the life out of him for putting me through this." Carbine thought as she focused on him with a rancorous glare.

Throttle supported her securely trying hard to ignore the pain that was tearing through this shoulder. "It's okay baby we are almost there. We don't have much Further to go." He said in a horse voice.

Again the pain subsided as Carbine went limb releasing her husband's aching shoulder. Throttle took a breath to gain his own strength picks her up and this time she is more than happy to let him. Carbine let's her head rest against him she feeling just a bit guilty because of the momentary thoughts to murder her husband. But before the night was over she would have those and few others choice scenarios playing in her mind.

Vinnie looked at Charley with a "Is That what your going to act like" fearful expression on his face. She just smiled at him lovingly and pats him on his shoulder.

At the infirmary:

"Okay Carbine we've got you hooked up to the fetal-mometer. It will monitor you and the little one and let you know when your next contraction is coming so you can prepare for it. I could give you something for the pain but it would be better if you could hang in there without it, but it's here if you need it. Like I said I don't see any real problems." Angelica assures as she rechecked the equipment and their vitals.

"You'd both better get some rest. It's going to be some time before anything happens." She left them to some private time.

Throttle turns his attention to his wife and noticed a look of uncertainty and fear in her eyes. Carbine was never uncertain about anything as long as he's known her and fear was something she never showed. With out a word he climbed on to the bed and snuggled her securely in his arms. Softly pulling his hands through her hair. Carbine didn't have to say anything it was like they could feel each other's thoughts.

The serene moment didn't last long before a buzzing started from the machine telling her it was time for another contraction. Carbine began breathing slowly counting to herself. As the pain increased her hand grabbed the neck of Throttle's tee shirt. She unconsciously began to twist the material so tight she was cutting off his air supply. Gasping for air he only hoped he wouldn't pass out before the contraction was over. Throttle closed his eyes trying to make the room stop spinning from his lack of oxygen. But it soon ended and he survived another one, but just barely.

After a few moments Carbine's extended family was there to give their full support. Vinnie, Charley, Modo, Stoker and even Magel enter the room. Carbine smiles more than happy to see them.

"Whoa Carbine you look like….." Vinnie's comment interrupted by the expelling of air caused as Stoker elbowed him in the stomach.

"What? I wasn't going to say anything about how whipped she looked."

"You look like everything beautiful a woman can be." Stoker said proudly kissing her cheek. "Ignore the punk you know his been brain dead for a while."

Carbine was able to give a light chuckle, "Thanks Stok and Vincent I'd like to see what you'd look if you were trying to get something as big as Limburgers behind out of an opening as small as your brain." They all had to laugh until a familiar sound started coming from the monitor.

"It's… only been a few minutes. They..they… shouldn't becoming this soon; it's too fast. Throttle get Angie some thing must be wrong." Carbine said in a panicky voice.

Charley was at Carbine's side as Magel ushered the men out of the room. Throttle got Angelica and she was on her way as he took Carbine's hand in his. The machine continued to buzz as the contraction got stronger and stronger. Suddenly Carbine reached over with her free hand and punches the machine immediately relieving her from the annoying sound.

"I hate modern technology" She hissed as she readied herself for another contraction.

As the contraction began to peak Carbine still had Throttle's hand and he felt his knees begin to buckle. Charley watched as he slowly sank to the floor moaning in pain. He knew that he would never use that hand again because she was going to break it off and probably beat him with the blood stub.

"But…. Baby doll….I..." He tried to explain.

Walking back into the room Angelica only shook her head and tried to keep the laughter welding up inside under control. She leans toward Throttle and

sympathetically whispers; "It's the hormones she probably doesn't mean most of what she's saying."

"Sorry Carbine it's to late for that, looks like this little one has decided not to wait it's just about time to start pushing." Angelica tells her.

Throttle sheepishly does as Modo had earlier advised him. He nods, smiles, and takes it like a man. On top of being afraid that if he said the wrong thing she just might break his neck.

"Okay Sweetie it's time to start, next contraction I want you to give me a nice hard push," Angelica positioning herself to guide the baby into the world.

As the contraction starts Carbine releases her husband, grips the sides of the bed. To his relief Throttle takes his place behind his panting wife as she gives all her strength into helping their new child toward life. After a few grueling moments Carbine relaxes back into Throttle's waiting arms as Charley wipes her sweat covered brow.

"You're are doing great darlin', just beautiful." Throttle tenderly comforted his tiring wife.

"Okay Carbine one more big one and we have a new Martian citizen." Angelica encourages.

"I….can't… I'm tired and *sniff* ….I… hurt….." Carbine moaned between tears. "Let…him stay...there… until he's…old enough..to walk out on his own…I just can't do it."

"Come on Carbie I know your tired but just one more time." Charley also encouraged close to tears herself."

Without a word Throttle closed his eyes and leans his head close to his wife's touching his antenna to hers. Carbine suddenly could feel additional strength coming from him and a stronger connection with the little life struggling to be born, her son. With this added strength she takes a deep breath…and… and…and…… suddenly the air is filled with the ear piecing sound of a pair of strong healthy lungs letting Mars know he had arrived. The light tan furless bundle with a full head of ebony curls was welcome to life by the joy and relief of his family.

Angelica, after checking to make sure he had everything required hands Throttle his new son still screaming at the top of his lungs. As his hands engulfed the squirming bundle, he brings the baby close to his face this time touching his antenna to the baby's head. As Throttle bonds with his new son the child becomes quiet and actually coos with contentment. He lays their son in his mother's waiting arms, then Throttle's strong arms wrap around them supporting both mother and child as he beams proudly.

"Isn't he prefect? Welcome to the world Yarrie Tishiar." Carbine whispers her eyes looking to her husband for his approval. Throttle smiles in agreement.

"That's beautiful! Yarrie Tishiar what does that mean?" Charley asked again amazed at another way the inhabitance of Mars put such incredible value on family and life itself.

Carbine gently stokes her new son as she solemnly explains," Yarrie is the name of the place where Throttle parents died, Tishiar where mine lost their lives. This way we will never forget them or the sacrifices they made so our son could live and neither will he." As she brushes her lips softly across Yarrie's downy soft hair.

Coming out of the room Charley cheerfully announces, "Well folks we have a new addition to the family, a gorgeous health baby boy and Carbine did great. As soon as they clean them both up you can go say hello." She said wiping the tears from her eyes walking over to where Vinnie sat. He lovingly touches her stomach kissing it tenderly.

Modo holding Magel whispers. "You think we should tell them?"

"No not now. Let Throttle and Carbine have this time." She smiles as she tenderly caresses the gently giant she's agreed to marry.

Stoker stands back and reflexes his life in the young lives that were there before him. As a new day began at Utopia 1, on the small scared red planet, that had seen so much death, he knew that the healing had truly begun. For them, for Mars, and for himself.

The End