"All rise for the judge." Someone's voice spoke echoed, loud in the silent courtroom. The audience rose amid the shuffling of papers and muffled coughs. Kirk scanned the room for a familiar face and felt his heart drop when he recognized no one except for the other members of the jail cell he'd spent the last week and a half with.

Come on guys. Where are you? Kirk thought to himself. He needed them here.

"The court would like to call to the stand Captain James T. Kirk of the U.S.S Enterprise." The same deep voice echoed.

Kirk rose slowly after being prodded by the bailiff. Fighting back a look of venom, he went to the front of the room and sat in the chair offered him.

"Mr. Kirk is here on the charges of first degree murder and also being employed as an assassin by the renegade movement. The man murdered was none other than the late ambassador to our planet, Hakton VII. Mr. Kirk, what do you have to say to these charges?"

"I deny them." He snapped, "Where's my lawyer?"

The judge arched an eyebrow, "Mr. Kirk, May I remind you that your words and actions may be used against you. You do not have a lawyer present as you are foreign to this planet and none of our lawyers are willing to defend you." There was the faintest hint of smugness in his voice. "Now as to you denying the charges, is this your final decision? We have plenty of evidence that you indeed are the murderer."

"I. Want. A. Lawyer." Kirk stated. He'd spent too much time listening to Bone's divorce case than to think otherwise.

The judge sighed, obviously getting frustrated. "Fine. Is anyone here with lawyer credentials willing to be Mr. Kirk's lawyer?"

Kirk tensed as the room was deathly quiet. The seconds went by and the judge's mouth was about to open when the sound of a chair sliding back across the dark wood floors squeaked loudly.

"I will defend the accused."

Kirk's head snapped around quickly. He knew that voice. The tone was slightly sarcastic. As if he'd done this all before and found the whole ordeal monotonous. Kirk's eyes locked quickly with that of a tall man in a fedora.

"Are you a lawyer?" the judge demanded, ticked with the fact that his courtroom was not running the way he wanted.

"I have studied law, yes."

"Good enough,"

Kirk's eyes followed the man all the way up to the front of the room. His face was partly shadowed by the hat and for the life of him, Kirk couldn't place him. The judge gave an impatient gesture to Kirk to get the heck off his stand and go talk to his 'lawyer'.

Kirk rose quickly and went back to his previous spot where the stranger was already sitting with all the relaxed air of a well to do person of society. Why someone like him would want to waste his time helping Kirk, he couldn't guess.

"Hey," Kirk whispered, "Thanks and everything, but who the heck are you?"

The stranger's head turned and he saw a familiar pair of dark eyes laughing back at him.

Kirk gasped and lowered his voice even more, "What are you doing here?"

"Certainly not letting you go to jail. I have heard the prisons here are horrible."

Kirk laughed but stopped quickly as he caught the judge staring at him. "Thanks, Spock."

"You do not know me. I am simply your lawyer."

"Well then, just thanks."

"We are not out of here yet." With those comforting words, the Vulcan rose and tipped the fedora sideways, hiding his ears. Kirk wondered where they'd gotten the clothes.

"Are you in anyway affiliated with the accused?"The judge asked.

"Other than just now being his lawyer, no."

Kirk cringed. He knew how much Spock hated lying. And lying in a courtroom no less. His logical side must be freaking.

"On what evidence do you have that Mr. Kirk is innocent?"

"I would like to see the court's data before submitting my own."

The judge gave him a flat look. "Mr. Kirk was discovered in the same room as the victim. He was found with blood on his clothes and a weapon."

"And what was the weapon in his possession?"

"A phaser,"

"But the victim was killed with a simple automatic weapon. Thus disproving your theory of Mr. Kirk being in charge of the weapon responsible."

The judge's mouth opened and shut and Kirk put his head in his hands, wondering how in the world they overlooked something as simple as that. They probably just wanted someone to pin this whole thing on.

"Does Mr. Kirk have a motive for killing the ambassador?"

"Look, pal." The lawyer for the accusing side spoke up, "He was in the room with blood covering his jacket. Explain that."

Kirk saw Spock's mouth twitch slightly and wondered just how much the Vulcan was enjoying this.

"The night the ambassador was murdered was also the night of the governor's gala party. Mr. Kirk was invited to attend as were the members of his crew. One of the guests, the governor's son in fact, suffers from a medical condition called hemophilia." Spock paused and arched an eyebrow, "Are you familiar with the condition, or do I need to explain?"

"We know what it is." The judge snapped.

Spock inclined his head in acknowledgement, "The governor's son injured himself while attending the event and Mr. Kirk happened to be in the same location at the time of the accident. The main problem with hemophilia is that it causes severe blood loss. Kirk was there trying to save the boy's life and in that way, acquired the blood on his clothing."

"Do you have any witnesses to this event?"

Spock turned and motioned to someone in the crowd and Kirk turned to see who he was beckoning to. He wasn't very surprised to see Bones rise from the crowd. Looking uncomfortable and incredibly ticked at having been singled out. A second, smaller figure rose slowly next to him and Kirk recognized him as the governor's son. He was looking slightly sick and had a bandage tied heavily around his arm, but he gave him a smile of encouragement.

"The older gentleman is the doctor that was present at the time of the accident. He also assisted Kirk in helping the boy. The smaller form is the governor's son himself. He can testify to both their presence being there and also has information regarding the actual assassin."

The judge sighed and glanced at the accusing lawyer who was whispering furiously with his attendants.

"The first officer was also present, but he is unable to attend as he is currently filling in for Mr. Kirk." Spock stated just for good measure.

Kirk saw Bones roll his eyes and the boy's smile widen.

The judge sighed and hit the gavel with an air of acceptance. "The court rules this case be put aside until the evidence is further analyzed. Mr. Kirk, you are free to go."

Kirk jumped up from his chair and hugged the Vulcan next to him before Spock pulled free with a startled look. "Captain, please."

Kirk settled on pulling his hat over his eyes, "You were fantastic! Where'd you learn law like that?

Spock pulled the hat off and tried to fix his hair, "I spent a few months at Harvard University, but the majority of that was all theatrical."

Kirk grinned, "Wonderful acting, bravo."

Spock's face toyed with the idea of a smile and he gave a small nod as if bowing and settled the hat low over his eyes.

Kirk's grin froze as he realized the room was deathly quiet. The judge was staring at him with an incredulous look and the lawyer was seething.

"Um… Spock?"

"Yes, captain?"

"Run."