Jamie did not run onto the transporter pad the minute her husband appeared but it was a near thing.
She stood with her hands clasped behind her back (she wasn’t fucking emulating Spock despite what Uhura teased, it was the only position that didn’t look awkward with her world sized belly) and bit her lip.
When he finally settled, his two feet on the small energized circle and not on some far colony that was definitely not the Enterprise, she crossed the distance in a shorter steps than she would have liked and stood there for a second.
Bones was always disoriented after transporting but instead of the usual frown and furrowed eyebrows she was treated to his shy grin, lit up by his bright brown eyes and those adorable dimples (hers too, she staked claim in them as soon as they met) she had missed for fucking months.
“Hi there,” He said, one hand gently coming out to touch her now swollen belly, while the other reached out and brushed the hair back from her face. Chapel, Uhura, and anyone who had ever seen a pregnant woman said that she wasn’t that big yet but since her only frame of reference was on video chats with Sam’s wife she tended to be skeptical.
“Hey, Bones.” she said and linked her arms around his neck, leaning forward when he dropped his hand from her face to nuzzle into his cheek. She inhaled too and it was amazing. Her heightened sense of smell was often a point of contention any other day but this, her nose filled with such a smell of Bones, of home, for christsakes was really beautiful.
They stood like that for a few seconds, probably longer than the Captain and CMO should have but it was a Beta shift lieutenant who wouldn’t say a word.
“You okay, darlin’?” Bones asked, tilting her face up from his shoulder. He wiped the moisture that had started to form right beneath her eyes, not daring to fall further, thank God.
“No,” she groaned. “Fucking hormones, Bones. M'Benga won’t give me anything for them.”
He chuckled, a low rumble that caused a happy shiver at the base of her spine. “You can’t do anything for them, sweetheart.”
“I can push Joanna out as soon as possible, that’s what I can do.”
He grinned wider and kissed her on the forehead.
“I missed you,” she whispered.
“Missed you too,” he said and they stepped off the transporter.
As they walked out of the earshot of the lieutenant, she hooked her finger through his jeans belt and tugged. “We have all shift off, you know what that means?”
“What would that be?”
“You get to spend the next few hours making that-” She pointed to the transporter room and waved her hand, they both knew what she meant, hopefully. “Up to me.”
“I can think of a few ideas.” He said and hooked his hand around her waist and pulled her close, she laughed, she couldn’t help it.
“Lead the way, Bones.”