A/N: So for the past few weeks I've been obsessed with Tarsus IV five so I've decided to write my own. Chalk any discrepancies up to creative license or something...

Summary: 'Tarsus Fic' Amongst the other Tarsus nine Kirk is known as 'The Mother.' For years he has buried the darkness of his past deep within his mind, however when the Enterprise is assigned a mission on the reformed Tarsus IV can that past remain a secret? And how will the Tarsusians react to the reemergence of 'The Mother.'

Warnings: Slash, mpreg, oocness, torture, rape, abuse, during STID, good khan...sorta...

Chapter One

"Your continued existence is a threat to the well being of society."

Dread pooled in his gut as the governor spoke. He had only been on Tarsus IV for about sixteen months and he'd finally found happiness with his aunt and his uncle. He'd finally found a place to belong...so why did Governor Kodos' words sound so foreboding. Behind him his aunt placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Therefore, I have no alternative but to sentence you to death."- A horrified scream left a few of the crowd members as they tried to protest their fate and He felt his aunts hand tremble where it was on his shoulder. As the governor continued to speak, his uncle pulled him close and spoke in a hushed nearly inaudible tone.

"Jimmy, when those soldiers open fire I want you to run. Don't look back, baby boy. Do you understand?"

Jim swallowed and looked up at him, seeing the resolve in the elder man's mint green eyes. He wouldn't win if he tried to argue.

Tears welled in his eyes but he nodded reluctantly. "I love you guys."

"We love you too, Jimmy."

The soldiers opened fire in the crowd and he took off running as fast as he could, knowing if he looked back all he'd see were the cold corpses of the only family he'd ever had that had shown true love.

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Jim sighed softly as he awakened from his dream about that place. About the day everything had changed.

For the past three weeks the memories he held of that planet and his time there, both good and bad, had been haunting his dreams and his daily life. His normally easy to hide paranoia had skyrocketed and flashed of memories played behind his eyelids every time he allowed them to close. It was so bad that he'd barely managed more than an hour of sleep in the same amount of time.

In addition to this, Khan's presence aboard his ship didn't help in the least. In fact, it seemed to make everything worse because he found himself able to understand the criminal's actions and even agree with them. Hadn't he done something similar after being forced into a similar situation by Kodos?

A soft sound left him at that thought and he stood knowing he wouldn't be going back to sleep anytime soon. Instead he took a quick shower and got dressed in his captain gold and headed in the direction of the holding bay to take Khan breakfast. The criminal was awake when he entered, cold silver and sky eyes watching Jim's every step.

"Trouble sleeping, Captain?" He rumbled softly, an arrogant smirk curling his lips. Jim shrugged.

"I brought you breakfast. Once you're finished sit the tray near the glass and someone will come to retrieve it." This was delivered with a kind smile that left the augment perplexed, yet before he could question the gesture the younger man have him the food and disappeared.

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Khan stared after him, his arrogant smirk turning into a curious expression.

He'd been aboard the Enterprise for nearly three days and despite the initial anger that Kirk had subjected him to, the younger had not been a cruel warden. He brought the augment meals three times a days, and snacks between meals, he allowed him a few old books, and he kept the rest of his crew from harming the augment. He even came by twice a day to assure to the criminal that his own crew was being looked after. It was disconcerting.

In the three years after his awakening he had never met as Starfleet officer like James Kirk. He had expected a cocky spoiled brat with no sense of humility. Someone like Marcus who only wanted war and glory. After all he had seen the young man's criminal record, had listened to Marcus brag and rant about him in equal measure, however none of it prepare him for the truth.

James Kirk was nothing like he expected. He was unpredictable.

When he had attacked the augment on Qo'nos there had been something wild and savage in his eyes. It was like nothing he had ever seen in a normal human and the pure rage in that starlit gaze was captivating. The emotions he'd seen in it were a chaotic mixture as if the young captain were balancing on the cusp is sanity and he knew that had not spoken there was a high probability the man would've killed him.

Then as they boarded an eerie calm settled over Kirk and He became purely professional...until hearing Khan's story.

As the augment spoke about Marcus Kirk's eyes had flashed with understanding and something darker but instead of acting on it he had merely informed him that they had recorded the testimony and it would be taken into account, then left the room. From then on he returned at meal times bringing to Khan despite there being others who could.

It was humbling and it had the augment confused. He would need to watch Kirk more often but somehow he had a feeling that the man would do similar in his situation... The ship jerked then came to a halt forcing him from his thoughts.

Warp core malfunction. Marcus was en route then.

He hoped Kirk had decided what he would do because the time was up.

It had begun.

TBC...

Edited 1/8/15

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