She cups his face in her hands and now that she's got him trapped like this, she kisses him like she's not going to get a chance to kiss him ever again, the desperation clawing down into her throat. "Jim Kirk-McCoy," she begs, pleads, demands it with a growl. "I want to have your kid, okay? How much more are you gonna make me beg for this? I want it, I wanted it a month after we got married, I wanted it when you got elected to Council the first time around, and hell, did I want it when we were in my head and you lay in bed with JoJo and me."