This is it! The final chapter of Heartlines. Thank you so much for the reviews and support during this adventure. Even though this is the final chapter, it may not be the last we see of our lovely Jim and Rose, as well as Miranda! Keep your eyes open for any future works with these characters! Anyways, I have a growing library of stories that are in the works right now, as well as in the process of being developed! Please, if you have the time, take a peek and let me know what you think of them!

Again, thank you so much for everything and enjoy!

Eight Months Later.

"Miranda! Don't run ahead!"

The five and a half year old turned and waited, as her parents caught up with her. Jim scooped her up into his arms and held her close, as the chilly air blew around them.

"Mommy walks too slow!" she whined, as she clutched her father. "She used to be fast and now she's not!"

Jim snorted, "That's because she's carrying your brother around in her belly," he said, kissing her cheek. "We don't want her to fall and hurt herself."

Rose finally caught up to them, a little out of breath with one hand on her growing belly. "I sure as hell didn't miss the cobblestones," she muttered, as Jim wrapped his free arm around her. "Maybe the park would've been a better idea, no?" she asked.

"Bones did say that exercise would be good for you," he said, as she grumbled. "Keep in shape and you'll have an easy labor!" he drawled out, in his faux Southern accent.

Miranda giggled, "I miss Uncle Bones," she pouted. "Can we call him later?"

"It'll be really late by the time we get home, Miranda. Uncle Bones is in Georgia with your cousin Joanna and Aunt Chrissy," she said.

The little girl sighed and nodded, upset at the thought of not being able to call her extended family. "But tomorrow we can call them after lunch. I'm sure Joanna wants to hear all about our trip!" Rose said.

Miranda nodded, "Can I get her a present? I wanna get her a bear wearing those funny hats!" she said, pointing to the guards posted outside of Buckingham Palace.

Rose turned and glared at Jim, who shrugged innocently. "I didn't say anything! It was Chekov!" he insisted, as she rolled her eyes.

"I'm sure it was," she muttered, before smiling at her daughter. "We can take a look in the shops, darling. But lets have dinner first, " she said. "You're brother is starving and I need energy."

For the first half of the year, the Kirks experienced extreme bliss in their lives. The ups and downs, shaped how they lived in their big house in San Francisco. From living in cramped quarters to a large house, which made odd noises in the night, made it hard for them to sleep the first few months. Both Jim and Rose missed the hum of the Enterprise's engines, lulling them to sleep each night. It was a struggle, going from living on a starship to going out to a market for food- let alone driving a car after so many years.

Eventually everyone went their own ways, returning to their families all over the world and calling every few days to every few weeks. Leonard and Christine stayed in San Francisco and lived nearby, which made Rose and Jim happy. After their trip to Disney, as well as a weekend on the beach, the Kirks finally got their chance at expanding their own family. It was during this family vacation, that Rose became pregnant with their first child. Nearing the end of her pregnancy, the growing family decided to take one more vacation together before the baby arrived.

"Are you alright?" Jim asked, as they settled down at a table.

Rose nodded, "He just kicks so hard," she said, rubbing the side of her growing belly. "Takes after you."

Jim winced, "Sorry Rosie. But maybe he'll become a football player?" he asked, shrugging.

"God, I don't know which would frighten me more. Becoming an athlete or taking after his father and joining Starfleet."

Miranda shook her head, "No! He can be a doggy doctor!" she said, as Jim settled her coat on the empty chair next to her. "Then he can fix Uncle Chris' doggy," she said.

Jim was about to tell her that Gable, the old retriever that belong to Chris, wouldn't make it through the next six months, when Rose elbowed him.

"Or he can be a doctor like Uncle Bones and fix people," she said. "Maybe he can help your Daddy with his foot-in-mouth disease."

Miranda frowned while Jim scowled, "What's that?" she asked, turning to look at Jim. "Why are you putting feet in your mouth, Daddy?"

Rose snickered, hiding behind the menu as Jim tried to explain to Miranda what the saying meant. Once he was sure that Miranda had an idea, a waiter came by and took their orders.

"I could eat everything on that menu, " Rose said, sighing as she rubbed her belly. "All I want to do is eat," she groaned.

"You're pretty good at that," Jim said, as Miranda played with the saltshaker.

Rose glared at him, "Excuse me?" she asked, as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder.

"I mean," he started, stammering as she held a sharp gaze on him. "I love you?"

Rose sighed and rested her head against his arm, "I just want this baby out so I can see my own feet again," she groaned.

Jim kissed the side of her head, "I like seeing you pregnant," he said, as she sat up to look at him. "All round with our baby floating around in there."

She rolled her eyes, "You're so charming," she muttered, as he leaned closer to her ear. "I'm all flabby and my bum is twice the size it used to be."

"All those curves are to die for, Rose. And I like your ass no matter how big it gets" he lightly kissed her cheek. "The increased libido- damn I need to knock you up more often," he whispered.

Rose elbowed him lightly with a giggle, "Shh, we have a child in our company!"

Jim rolled his eyes and turned to Miranda, "Randa, isn't Mommy beautiful?" he asked.

Miranda looked up and nodded, "Yes Daddy!" she exclaimed. "Mommy is the most beautiful mommy in the entire universe!"

He chuckled, "See, even she thinks you're beautiful!"

"What did she sucker you in to getting for her?" she asked, as he grinned sheepishly.

Once their food arrived, they ate in a steady pace. They only stayed for a few minutes, before paying the check and bundling back up into their coats. The day was coming to an end, as the sun began to set over the London sky. The couple kept a watchful eye on Miranda, as she ran ahead of them.

"Miranda! Stay close, darling!" Rose shouted, as she ran up to a shop window.

"Mommy! Can we go in here?" she asked, waving her parents over.

Jim snickered, "Yeah Mommy! Can we?" he asked, kneeling down to look at whatever Miranda was pointing to.

Rose watched them as Jim took interest in the little auto-controlled figures that moved about in the window. Jim whispered something into Miranda's ear, making her giggle. He then stood up and ruffled her hair, reaching out to take Rose's hand.

"Let's go in and take a peek," he said, earning a squeal of joy from Miranda.

The door to the shop opened and Miranda dashed inside, as her parents took their time. Jim wrapped his arm around Rose's waist and carefully led her to the door, pulling it open for her. Rose stopped and turned to look at him, smiling softly.

"What?" he asked, matching her smile with his own.

She shook her head, "You're a good man, Jim Kirk."

He grinned, "I love you."

"I love you, too," she smiled, leaning forward to kiss him.

When they pulled apart, Jim rubbed her belly once before taking her hand into his. "Lets get you out of the cold and see what our mischievous child is up to. I have a feeling her Christmas presents weren't enough and we'll have another bag to check in."

With a laugh, Rose followed him into the shop and spotted Miranda by a display of bears. The little girl turned and waved her parents over to them, clutching a bear in her hands.

"Daddy! Daddy! Look!" she exclaimed, waving the bear at him. "It's Jim Patches brother! He looks like Uncle Bones!"

Jim and Rose laughed as they made their way over to Miranda and the bears, their hands clasped together. As Miranda bounced around the shop, her parents kept their watchful eyes on her, glancing every few minutes at each other.

"Feeling alright?" Jim asked, as Rose rested her hands on the small of her back.

She nodded, "Yeah, just getting really tired," she sighed, resting her head on his shoulder. "I think I ate too much."

Jim snickered, "Yeah and in an hour you'll be calling room service for something else," he rubbed her back. "Chocolate cake tonight?"

Rose shrugged, "I don't know," she looked up at him, grinning. "I was thinking of something moreā€¦ blonde."

He whistled, "I know I'm gorgeous," he started off, making her eyes roll. "I think I could spare a little time for your sugar obsession."

She grinned, "Shall we hurry this shopping trip up? I'm one for shopping, but I really can't bear to be out any longer," she begged.

Jim nodded, "I'll go see what the munchkin is up to, and then we'll get a cab back to the hotel."

Rose nodded and waited as Jim went to collect Miranda, taking her up to the cashwrap to pay. A few minutes later, Miranda and Jim met up with her by the door, Jim holding a bag in his hand.

"I see we like to spend money, huh?" Rose asked, as she fixed Miranda's hat.

Jim snorted, "Takes after her mother," he said, pushing the door open.

Rose and Miranda stepped outside into the chilly evening air, and waited for Jim. "I think Miranda needs to get a job," he continued, taking Rose by the hand. "I'm not sure how much longer I can pay for bears and books."

Miranda giggled as she hopped along the cobblestones, her parents following her down the sidewalk.

"Come here, Miranda!" Jim said. "Mommy's tired and we're going to get a car back to the room."

Bounding over to them, Miranda reached up and took Roses' hand. "Is the baby making you tired, Mommy?" she asked.

Rose nodded, "Very much," she rubbed her belly.

Once a cab stopped, the family climbed inside and was greeted with the warmth of the heater. Jim gave the driver the address and sat back against the seat, wrapping his arm around Rose.

"I like it here," he said. "Maybe we should get a vacation house here and spend the summer or the winter here."

Rose snorted, "I thought you said you couldn't afford our lavish tastes?" she asked.

Jim shrugged, "I said bears and books," he pointed out. "It doesn't have to be a big house, Rose. Something small and homey."

"Mmm, that sounds nice," she yawned, resting her head against his arm.

Jim kissed the top of her head, "Rest for a bit," he told her. "I'll wake you up when we get there."

She nodded, "Love you," she mumbled.

He smiled, "Love you, too."

As the cab drove though the streets of London, Jim watched as his daughter played with her new toys, while his wife slept. Resting his hand on her belly, he felt the kick underneath from his unborn son, and couldn't help but smile. From five years of ups and downs, they managed to make it. All they had to do, was follow their hearts and all the lines that connected them to one another.