I Have Been And Always Shall Be Yours
Written By: Kelli Young
Chapter 1: A Vulcan With Emotions
Captain's Log Star Date 1409.9: Spock appears to be not himself lately, and has requested on several occasions for day leaves in his quarters. I have granted him these rights, but his nature and minimum concern for the ship has me worried. I have ordered Dr. Leonard McCoy to keep him under medical surveillance. Kirk out.
It has been two weeks, and Spock still hasn't left his quarters. I am afraid he may be sick or under stress. I should check up on him. "Mr. Sulu you have the Kon," "Yes, sir," Down the elevator through the corridors I stood in front of Mr. Spock's room. Just before I made the move to enter McCoy stopped me. "Jim," "Yea Bones?" "What are you doing?" "I'm checking up on Spock," "Now Jim, you need to relax, he's probably going through one of his contemplated stages," "For two weeks?" "Like you said before Jim, probably a contemplated phase," "Yes, but last time he could've died if I hadn't confronted him," Before McCoy could speak again I headed into Spock's room where he was laying on the ground barely moving. "Bones!" McCoy ran in the room and leaned down beside Spock to examine him. "What is it Bones?" "His body is weak, the weakest I've ever seen in a Vulcan, we better get him down to sick bay," "Yes, I think you're right," with that we carried Spock's unconscious body down to sick bay where we laid him on the medical table for a full examination. What is wrong with Spock? "Will be he ok?" "Dammit Jim I'm a doctor, not a fortune teller. It's going to take me awhile, now you go to your quarters and lie down. When there's something to report I'll report it," "Alright Bones," I left for my quarters shaking from fear? No worry. Spock was on my mind all the time, when I'm on the bridge, getting my coffee, even when I'm asleep. I don't know why, and I'm afraid of these thoughts. The hours passed by full of impatience and trembling, if time could go to warp speed I wouldn't have to wait this long. I lied on my bed and relaxed, or tried to anyway.
"Sick bay to Captain Kirk, come in Captain," I turned to the monitor. "Yes this is Captain Kirk, how's Spock?" "Jim you better get down here quick," I turned off the monitor and ran out the door and ran to sick bay with Spock on my mind. "Bones," "Whisper Jim, you need to look at this," he handed me a computer information chip secretly behind his back. "What is it?" trying to stay quiet I led him out in to the hall. "Bones, what's going on?" "Jim you need to listen to this, alone. If Spock knew you or anybody else saw this he'd kill you. "Spock? Kill me?" "Jim he's under Plak-tow," "Plak-tow?" "Vulcan blood fever, he's dangerous, I put him in restraint for the time being," I looked to the ground wishing it would give me answers to questions I don't know. Why was Spock in a blood fever his next Pon Farr isn't until... "Bones," "Yeah Jim," "How long has it been since Spock's last Pon Farr?" "Well, according to our logs almost seven years," I gave Bones a look that said a thousand words. He looked at me with wide eyes and paced back into sick bay, most likely for analysis. I however, walked back to my quarters where I paced back and forth conflicting with my fantasies and the facts. I looked at the computer information chip and decided to listen to it. I inserted the chip into a slot next to the computer before giving it a command. "Computer, relay message given on the information provided," "Working," only a few seconds later did the computer start reading off the information Dr. McCoy had snuck to me. "Commander's Log Star Date 1406.9: This Saturday is known as T'hy'la Farr a tradition on my home planet of Vulcan when a male can choose their mate, whether it be female, male, or transsexual. I have found a strong liking to the captain, and wish to make him my mate. However problems are evident. He is the captain, and I am the commander and would be of some news to Star Fleet. Also, the captain is what humans like to call a lady's man, he has always been seen talking to or talking about woman if not occupied by their presence. I am afraid that choosing him for my mate will not be a possibility. There are many others on Vulcan but, none of which have human attributes I have come to be pleased by. I am a Vulcan, but sometimes my human side is hard to cover and eventually will begin to show. So I have decided to take a few days of leave time in my quarters until we arrive at Star Base 6 for shore leave. Where I'll be able to speak with the captain, if my human embarrassment or cowardice does not interfere. This message is confidential, and will not be seen or heard from by any personnel of Star Fleet or of the U.S.S. Enterprise. Spock out." I leaned back in to my chair confused, but surprisingly relieved. I don't know why, but this feeling I have for Spock had grown. I can't pin point what it is or where it is coming from. Maybe I just need some sleep.
Whooh! "Bridge to Captain Kirk, Lieutenant Uhura here," "Yes lieutenant what it is it?" "Spock has escaped from sick bay and is on the loose. Dr. McCoy requested to issue a red alert," "Granted, issue red alert, I'm on my way," I jumped out of the chair and headed for the bridge. The red alert sirens were wailing through the halls, and crew members paced back to their quarters. On the way I saw Dr. McCoy running towards me like a maniac. "Jim look out!" I spun around just in time for Spock to pounce on me and pin me to the floor. That feeling was stronger than ever, I started to sweat, his breath was breathing on my face when I decided to trust my instincts. I used all my power to free my one arm and pull Spock's head down and his face close to mine. Our lips brushed lightly before I forced my hard lips on to his soft lips. I was afraid of being hit or attacked, but instead he kissed back. He eased up the tension he had pushed against me and allowed his hand to trail up and put my head in his hands, kissing me with force and filling me with electricity. As fast as it happened, was as fast as it ended. Spock pulled away with a confused expression, he pushed off of me stood up and ran back down the hall in the direction of his quarters. I remained flat on the floor confused myself. What just happened? Did I really just kiss Spock? These weren't the right questions to ask, I could answer them. The questions I had to ask were, did Spock kiss back or did I imagine it? Why did I enjoy it so much? What does this mean? I couldn't answer them, and with my head full of questions and fatigue I couldn't think straight. closed my eyes to relax myself, still on the floor when McCoy interrupted my thoughts, "Jim!" I opened my eyes to Bones hovering over me with a medical instrument. "Jim, are you alright?" "I'm fine," with that I stood up and looked to Bones who appeared to have just seen a ghost. "I think the question Doctor is, are you alright?" "Jim I just saw your Vulcan, unemotional, first commanding officer have an intimate moment with the captain. A very intimate moment," the blood from my face seemed to drain out. I couldn't look at Bones directly so I bent my head to look at the floor. "Jim, what happened?" "I-I kissed him," "Come again?" "I kissed Spock," Bones gave me a questioning look before responding to my statement. "You kissed Spock? Spock didn't kiss you?" "No, I acted out on an impulse," "A very questionable impulse, Jim did you read the chip?" "I looked to Bones and shook my head no, before walking back to my quarters and notifying the bridge to cancel red alert.
The time I should have been resting my body and eyes, I was thinking about Spock. How his body felt up against mine, how his hands trailed up to my head, how his lips felt on mine. I imagined what would happen if we were in one of our quarters, what could've happened. I could finally pin point this feeling I felt for Spock, I loved Spock. If one person can affect everything a person can do based on a good feeling it must be love right? I wasn't sure but, I knew one thing for sure I liked Spock, a lot.