Chapter One

Life Changes

After a five year journey into space, the USS Enterprise limped into Earth's orbit. Past due for updates and repairs, the Captain knew it would take month's before he would be in space again, but all of the crew needed the break and needed new training.

Captain Kirk and his senior officers were in communications with Starfleet for the past 3 weeks going over plans for crew training, transfers and overhaul of the ship. It was a logistical nightmare, but there were people who were trained for this and Kirk gladly allowed them to take over.

As Spock and Kirk were walking back to the bridge they discussed their schedules, and those of their crew. All crew including himself were up for new assignments.

"Spock, I'll be in meetings for a month, so why don't you take this time and go do what Vulcan's do on vacation."

Spock turned to him and said, "I would prefer putting off my vacation for a couple of weeks and join you in these meetings if that's permissible, sir."

"Oh, Spock, I could kiss you!"

"Sir?"

Kirk laughed.

Kirk returned to his cabin when a call from his son came in. "Kirk to Kirk."

Jim Kirk smiled at the sound of his healthy son, "Yes, Lucas, how can I help you?"

"You are a hard man to find these days."

"Yes, it's been interesting."

"I'm taking S J to the ranch for some R&R and I wanted to know if you and Mr. Spock wanted to go camping with us?"

"I'd like to, son, but we'll be tied up in meetings for at least two weeks, after that I may to go Europe, but my schedule is wide open and I can't commit."

"Alright, we'll be in communication, soon."

"Good, tell Jack and Maria I miss them terribly and I hope to get to the ranch within the next two months."

Jack and Maria were family friends who lived on the Kirk ranch in Iowa. They were more than caretakers to the Kirks, they made the ranch a retreat for them when ever they needed a rest. They were also stand-in grandparents for Lucas when he was young. Captain Kirk never worried about the ranch or the animals they kept there. If he were not to make it back from space, the ranch would first go to Lucas, and then to Jack and Maria.

"I will, Dad."

"And, Lucas, stay healthy and use your head."

"Sir, I haven't been in sick bay in two months. Dr. McCoy said it was a record for me."

"Alright, enjoy yourself."

"Yes, sir."

Captain Kirk briefly went through in his mind the many injuries his son had received in the last two years since Lucas joined the Enterprise. Lucas also had an uncanny way of catching whatever germ was on board or from another planet. Dr. McCoy's lab continually studied his son's system to keep him healthy.

Airmen Kirk and Spock Jr. signed out for shore leave and beamed down to the Kirk family ranch in Iowa.

Lucas stood and breathed in the fresh air of home. The long log cabin with the wrap around porch brought back the memories of Lucas's childhood. When his parents divorced he came here to find peace with Jack and Maria. His mother could not take the long separations from his father and they divorced when he was ten. His wonderful mother remarried when he was a teen and she and her new husband were killed in a shuttle accident when he was a cadet.

He was never close to his step-father, Rick. It wasn't that Rick didn't try, it was Lucas who built a wall around his emotions and would not allow himself to be close to him.

Jack stood on the porch and smiled, "Well, Lucas and Spock, welcome home. Maria has been cleaning and baking as if an army were coming to eat."

Lucas hugged his beloved stand-in grandfather. "Hello, Grandpa Jack. I've missed you so much."

Jack's eyes misted up and he said, "Just a little allergy. Come in out of the heat, boys."

Inside Maria ran up to Lucas and held onto him. "It's been too long, Lucas, just too long. And Spock, we're so glad you came back." She reached out for him and hugged him too.

The two twenty-five year olds towered above his Grandma Maria as she wiped her eyes. "Come in and set your things down, you must be starved. Young men like you are always hungry. Spock, I made some of your favorite Vulcanian dishes."

The airmen laughed, remembering the first time Maria attempted to make Spock a bowl of Lichen soup. It tasted like grass in a mud puddle. "Now, don't laugh boys, you know by time you left it was just like you had at home, Spock."

"Yes, Maria, it was delicious. "

"Grandma, we'll set our stuff in our room and then we'll gorge upon whatever you've made?"

"Go ahead, boys and get settled."

They laughed on their way to their quarters. They shared the same large bedroom and quickly put away the few things they brought.

Lucas said, "I can hardly wait to get out to the barn. I'm not sure if the horses will remember you S J, but I'm sure old Barney will recall the many times he brushed you off his back by going under a tree."

"Funny, Lucas. Personally, I think you trained him to do that."

A quick lunch was served, as they talked about what they had experienced in the last two years. Lucas could see his grandparents had aged some since the last time he saw them. They were in their mid-60's and very healthy, but he agreed, too much time had passed.

"Now boys, all of your camping gear is in the barn. You can sort through what you're taking and the tack is all there."

"Okay, Grandpa. We'll get an early start tomorrow. Then we'll come back and spend a few days with you. We have officers training that begins in two weeks."

Maria smiled and said, "Oh and you have to squeeze in some time to see Miss Joanna."

"Now, Grandma, you know we're just friends."

"Yes, yes, a friend that is very smart and beautiful and always let's me know when you've contacted her from your ship."

"Grandma, I can't help it, it's the Kirk charm."

"Ha," she swatted at him, "that Kirk charm will get you in trouble if you're not careful. She's done with medical school and has lots of time now to "play in the field" as you always say."

Lucas laughed with Spock, "No, Grandma, it's 'play the field', not in the field." Lucas reached over to her kissed her cheek. "I've missed you both so much."

"So much you hardly called, right Grandpa?"

"Now, Maria, they're way out there in space, long distance is truly long distance," Grandpa Jack said.

"Well, what about your father, when will he be by?"

"He said to tell you in a month or two and that he misses you both. He'll be tied up in meetings for weeks and he's not sure of his schedule."

"That Starfleet works you men too hard," Grandma said.

"Boys, before she starts her lecture, you better head to the barn and get your gear ready."

In unison they both replied, "Yes, sir."

Grandpa looked up and laughed, "That's a switch, Lucas, you usually argued with everything we asked you to do."

"Oh don't worry, Jack, his reputation for arguing is well known on the ship."

"Come on, S J, you're giving away my secrets." With one last kiss to his grandma, Lucas and Spock took their dishes to the kitchen and retreated to the barn.

Lucas loved the sweet smell of the hay. The smell of manure never bothered him, but Spock tended to plug his nose as they entered.

"Such a foreign smell, Lucas, I don't believe I will ever get used to it."

Lucas laughed and said, "If you shoveled as much shit, as I've shoveled in my life, you wouldn't let it bother you."

He walked to the stalls of his now 8 year old mares Star and Rosie. "Oh, ladies, how are you?" They neighed at his touch. "That's right girls, you remember me. Now where's Barney, he'll love seeing you, S J."

Grandpa Jack said from the doorway, "I'm sorry, Lucas, I forgot to tell you, Barney died last Fall. He tripped in a hole and broke a leg and severed an artery before I found him."

Spock glanced at Lucas. "I'm sorry, Grandpa, I knew he was one of your favorites."

"It's all part of living, isn't it Lucas, dealing with death, there's no way around it."

"No, sir, there's not."

"You can take Keno for a pack horse and these two ladies are nice and gentle to ride now.

Jack left the barn and Lucas stroked his two mares on their neck.

"S J, I'll give you a refresher course in riding before we leave."

Spock said, "I can still feel the bruises on my back-side from the last time."

Lucas laughed, "Remember when we put your father on his first horse? Oh that was a sight to see, but he finally got the hang of it on our way back."

Young Spock said, "It was a different side of my father, I've never seen. I think he'd follow the Captain into the neutral zone, just because he asked him."

"Yes, I believe you're right. You know, my father has repeatedly told me that you're only as good as your crew is, they make his job easier and none compare to Commander Spock."

Spock Jr. nodded his head, "I just wish I could see that side of him more often, even if it's in private. I swear he picks me out of a group just to make an example of me."

"I know, S J. Can you imagine how tough the Captain and Mr. Spock will be when we leave Officers Training? We thought that would be five months of hell, wait until we return to the Enterprise."

Spock replied, "Maybe this is the time we should seriously consider transferring to another star ship."

This was a discussion they had shared for the past year. Serving under their fathers had been particularly demanding. They were always in the training process, but no favors were ever handed out and more likely stiffer discipline was the rule.

The two airmen were in a class of 25 top pilots that had graduated from the cadet program together. Starfleet wanted to keep their group together on the finest ship in the fleet, the USS Enterprise. Since joining, it had been a long two years in space, traveling from one quadrant to another, with very little time for rest. Danger from alien ships, beings and planets were the course of the day. They also played a large roll in keeping the peace with arguing nations, patrolling space and delivering supplies to posts on the outskirts.

Lucas locked the stall door and said, "Well, let's see what gear we have here. We'll have dinner tonight and to bed early. The sun comes up at 600 hours. and I'd like to be ready by then."

"Aye, aye", Spock smartly said.

Captain Kirk and Commander Spock had been deeply involved in meeting after meeting for two and a half weeks. To Kirk it seemed the admirals all wanted a story from them to take back to their golfing buddies.

Kirk muttered under his breath to Spock, "Spock, if I don't get out of here, now, I'm going to explode."

"Captain, I assure you, you won't explode but you are becoming agitated to the point of anger. Perhaps I can help."

Commander Spock stood up from his chair at the 22 seat round table. "Admiral, if I may?"

Admiral Planton responded, "Yes, Commander, go ahead."

"Sir, it has been an unusual five year voyage for all of our crew. I am sure that you are bored of hearing our stories, unfortunately, the Captain and I have appointments we must keep. We are constantly in touch with our crew and due to your competent organization in our last month in space we have time for a much deserved shore leave. We would like to thank you for listening and ask permission to continue on to see our families and to reach out to the crew."

"Yes, you and your Captain have earned a long rest before you return here to start the reorganization of your ship."

Kirk stood up and addressed the Admiral, "We appreciate your patience in listening to us and we will report in when we return. Thank you, Admirals."

Admiral Planton rose and said, "You're welcome and you're dismissed gentlemen."

When Kirk and Spock had escaped to the hall away from the crowd, Kirk whispered, "That was the biggest bunch of bologna I've ever heard from you, Spock."

"Sir, bologna never entered the conversation."

"Spock, it's another Earth saying….never mind, but I owe you big time for getting us out of there. I'm putting us in for two weeks of shore leave. What are your plans?"

"I am not sure, Captain, do you have plans, sir?"

"I'm going to contact Miriam and see if she's available, other than that I don't really care what I do."

"Very good, sir. I hope Miriam is available, it's been over two years since you've seen her."

Kirk looked out the window as they walked down the hall, "She's a wonderful lady, Spock. I don't know where this will lead."

Spock turned to his friend and said, "Good luck, Captain and I will see you on your return."

"Spock, enjoy yourself, don't spend too much time working."

Spock smiled and said, "You know me well, my friend."

Kirk responded, "Yes, yes, I do. Take time off, and that's an order."

"Yes, sir."

Captain Kirk return to his office at Starfleet Command. He placed a call through the inter-planet communicator. He was surprised to feel butterflies in his stomach.

"Miriam, here."

"Miriam, this is Jim, Jim Kirk."

"Jim! Where are you?"

"We're on Earth and I'm at Starfleet Command."

"How long will you be here?"

"This is an extended visit. We are moored in for a complete overhaul and my crew is scattered at various training schools. I just happen to have two weeks leave and I was wondering if you're available for a trip to Paris with me?"

There was a short pause where Kirk thought she'd say no, but she replied, "I'd love to Jim. I've missed you so much. I can rearrange my schedule at the hospital."

"Good. I'll make all the arrangements to have you beamed to Paris. Is that okay?"

"Yes, but give me one day to pack and I'll let you know when I'm ready."

"Okay. You have my number, and I'll see you soon."

"Yes, I can hardly wait."

James T. Kirk smiled for the first time in ages. He felt the weight of his duty slip off his shoulders. He made the correct contacts to beam himself and Miriam to Paris. He also made hotel arrangements and made a long call to Jack and Maria.

"Yes, Maria, I promise to stop by for a visit. It's been brutal here, but I'm meeting a friend in Paris and I'll see you in a couple of weeks. How were Lucas and Spock while they were there?"

"Oh Jim, they were perfect gentlemen. I believe I even put a few pounds on them. They helped Jack with a lot of heavy chores. They left for Joanna McCoy's and then onto Officers Training. You should be very proud of them, Jim."

"I am very proud of both of them. They performed admirably under pressure, and that's what we need in officers."

"Are you two getting along any better?" she asked.

"Now, Maria, as well as any father and son."

"Uh huh, that's what I was afraid of."

Kirk chuckled, "Don't worry, Maria, he holds his own."

"Well, just don't you forget, he grew up without you, and you have that time to make up for," just then the phone was spun away from Maria.

"Jim, Jack here. Now don't let Maria put her nose where it doesn't belong."

Kirk interrupted laughing, "Don't worry Jack I appreciate all she does with Lucas and of course your hard work over the years. The two of us are trying our best. He's a bright kid, but he's young."

Jack replied, "Yes, he's a lot like his father was at one time."

"Yes, I'm afraid the apple didn't fall far from the tree. Give Maria a hug and I'll see you both soon."

Kirk finished making calls and arrangements with the Enterprise. He climbed into bed hoping the night would pass quickly, but as usual sleep did not come until very late.

In the morning he was awaken by a call from Miriam saying she was ready when he was.

"Hold on, you woke me up."

"Jim, it's almost noon."

Kirk jumped from his bed sending his head spinning, "Noon, I overslept, but I'll just put in a call. I'll see you in one hour. The Enterprise will contact you for your position."

Laughing, Miriam said, "I'll be ready, Jim."

Fifteen minutes later another call came in from his good friend and physician, Dr. Leonard McCoy. "Jim, haven't you left for R&R yet?"

"On my way, Bones. What about you?"

"I'm sitting on a beach with several lovely ladies and a great 50 year old bourbon. It's a perfect 80 degrees with a cool breeze and I don't ever want to come back."

"Okay, Bones. Enjoy your day and I'll see you in a few weeks."

"If you can find me, Jim."

Kirk laughed and hung up. He raced out of his quarters before he could be delayed. One hour later, he was beamed onto the corner near the quiet Café Andre in Paris.

Within minutes of his arrival, Miriam appeared before him. He felt his knees go weak. She walked up to him and he hungrily kissed her. "Miriam, I've missed you."

She could not answer because of his kisses.

Finally Jim said, "We'll be arrested here in a minute. Would you like a coffee before we settle in?"

"Yes, I miss the strong French coffee."

They walked into the café and memories flooded both of them. This was one of their favorite places to be. The centuries old wood paneling on the wall with a dark green marble bar top. They looked toward the front windows and spotted an empty table.

They ordered their beverages and they both started talking at once.

Miriam laughed and said, "You go first."

Kirk reached for her hand and stroked it with his, "I, I didn't know for sure if you would come. We did not end on a good note the last time we saw each other."

Her dark brown eyes matched her shoulder length hair. Kirk loved running his fingers through her thick hair. Her petite body made him want to always protect her.

"I just couldn't spend another two years in space, Jim."

"I know. Space travel is not for everyone." He felt closer to her than he ever had.

With sad eyes, she asked, "Will you be returning to space?"

He barely nodded yes. He didn't want to loose her this soon, again.

She drank from her cup and said, "We'll just make the best of it, Jim."

Kirk smiled and held her hand. He thought he heard Spock's voice from outside the open windows, but he knew that would be impossible.

"I've gotten us reservations at the hotel down the street where we used to stay. If you'd like a separate room, that can be arranged."

She looked into his eyes and shook her head, "No, I don't want to be any further away from you than necessary."

He choked on a swallow of coffee and grinned, "Well, young lady, perhaps you can show me how close you want to be."

"Jim, you're always so full of it," she laughed out loud.

Kirk pointed to himself in fake surprise and said, "Moi?"

She waved at him and said, "I've missed you, Jim."

"Let's get settled in and we'll do a little sight seeing." He reached for their bags and paid the bill.

When they entered their room, Miriam went to the window. The room faced a side street and the front street of the hotel. The spread and curtains were white and fresh. Red roses were in a vase on the side table. She went to the roses and smelled one. "Jim, did you have these put here?"

He walked up to her and embraced her, "Of course, I did." He kissed her slowly. The familiar sensations came rushing back. She returned his kisses with more and clung to his muscular arms.

"Jim, can we wait for, the, tour, a little later?"

A hunger was filled in both of them as they lay side by side. Street noises went unnoticed in the old hotel. Kirk softly tapped her nose and said, "You're so beautiful, Miriam. Why did I let you go two years ago?"

She closed her eyes and whispered, "Because you are married to the Enterprise." A small tear dropped from her eye.

Kirk sat up and wiped it away. "I'm sorry I hurt you, Miriam."

"Jim, it's something we can't solve right now. Let's just enjoy our time together."

Kirk lay back down and filled their hunger again.

He had not slept in months, and did not awake until early morning.

He startled himself when he realized he wasn't in his quarters on the ship.

Miriam whispered, "I'm here, Jim, she said from her chair, "y

ou must have been exhausted."

"I was. I haven't gotten much sleep lately. What time is it?"

"Six in the morning."

"You should have woke me. I don't want to waste another day."

"Jim, you needed the rest. It's a nice day for a walk and maybe dinner at the café."

"I'll shower in a hurry." He reached over and kissed her. "I haven't rested like that in a long time."

"You're terrible, Jim. Hurry, it's a wonderful day out there."

Minutes later they walked hand in hand down the street. Even with shuttles quietly whizzing yards above their heads, and towering buildings on each side of them, something about the centuries old Paris was still alive in the small side streets.

They started with empty stomachs as they nibbled their way up Rue Montorgeuil enjoying all of the outside vendors. They even tasted a slice of heaven from a Kosher bakery.

Dusk was upon them when Kirk said, "Coffee, madam?"

"Yes, the same place please. I don't think I can walk another step."

They were able to get a table at the front window again, where they could people watch and talk of the day.

Kirk asked, "Doesn't espresso keep you awake at night?"

She smiled and said, "No, it never has affected me that way. You go ahead and enjoy your illegal Klingon drink." She laughed.

"Now, now, when in Rome do as the Romans do. I'm only following tradition."

Kirk glanced out the window at a couple walking across the street. It was getting dark but the silhouette of the gentleman looked familiar. He turned to talk to Miriam when he looked at the couple again.

He said, "Miriam, look at that guy across the street. Does he look like…Spock to you?"

She looked in the direction he was pointing and she leaned forward to get a better look.

"And isn't that Christine Chapel with him?"

Kirk was shocked to see his friend. "If it's him, he'll answer my call." He lifted his communicator out and spoke into it, "Kirk, to Spock, come in."

The gentleman reached into a pocket and pulled something out, "Yes, Jim, Spock here."

"Are you by any chance in Paris, right now?"

Spock hesitated and said, "Yes, I am."

"Look across the street in the window of Café Andre's."

Spock looked in his direction. Kirk waved to him. "Why don't you and Christine come over for a nightcap." Spock turned to Christine and he finally said, "On our way, Jim."

Kirk closed his communicator and said, "Right under my nose."

Miriam laughed and said, "Jim, haven't you noticed the way they have always looked at each other?"

"Yes, I've always known Chris liked, Spock, but…oh never mind."

Spock and Christine walked up to their table. Christine was absolutely glowing. "Miriam, what a great surprise. I can't believe that of all the places we could be we end up in the same city on the same street."

Kirk exchanged a glance with Spock as if to say, "We'll talk, later."

Kirk said aloud, "Come sit with us."

Miriam and Christine like all women do, left to go to the restroom. Spock sat across from his friend.

"Well, well, well, didn't have a plan in the world. He was just going to do some work and then decide what to do."

Spock raised his eyebrow and said, "Captain, at the time I was still

unsure."

"So, are you and Christine… an item?"

"An item?" he frowned, "Do you mean are we together?"

"Yes, Spock. For how long? When did all this happen?"

"Jim, Christine and I have worked together for a long time, we've talked, and then we've not talked for awhile, also. She is a fascinating woman. After all we've been through these last five years, I have learned that life is fleeting, life is a gift, and life should be lived."

Kirk was left sitting speechless. Spock raised an eyebrow and asked, "Jim?"

The girls were coming back and Kirk stammered, "Yes, yes, I'm just rather stunned."

The four enjoyed an evening together talking about all the things they had done that day and talked of plans for the next day. Miriam laughed at the many stories Christine told about their Captain. He had cheated death many times in the last five years, but they enjoyed the camaraderie that comes with living in tight spaces for a long period of time. Spock remained quiet most of the time as his three human friends talked of their adventures. It was highly illogical to reminisce the past.

Kirk finally said, "Well, I think we've totally bored, Spock. Let's call it a night and we'll meet for dinner tomorrow."

All of the various time zones they had traveled through had caught up with them. Even Spock tried to hide a yawn.

Kirk leaned over to his friend and teased, "Get some rest tonight, Spock, if you can."

"Captain, I assure you, I will be a complete gentleman."

Kirk could hardly contain his laugh. The women were gathering their belongings and looked quizzically at them.

Kirk said, "Just a private joke, ladies, we're sorry. Goodnight Christine and Spock."

"Goodnight, Captain." Christine replied.

"Christine, we're not on the ship, please call me, Jim."

"Yes, sir, I mean, yes, Jim," she laughed.

The next few days they met up with each other for dinner, comparing notes on what they had seen.

Christine said over dinner, "Spock, could not be pulled out of the Louvre."

"In my defense, I am amazed at the variety of art that still exists from the early centuries of your history. Only half of the Louvre remains from the wars of the 21st century."

Christine said, "Thank goodness, we'd be here for a month." They all laughed. "We'll be leaving tomorrow, anyway. We are off to Italy."

Kirk and Miriam stayed in Paris while his first officer and head nurse explored another country.

Once they had arrived in Italy, Christine was window shopping at a jewelry store window when she said to Spock, "Look, Spock, isn't that ring beautiful. What an unusual stone, it picks up so many colors."

"Macronite."

"Is that what it is?"

"Yes, I've seen it before, it's a very hard stone, usually used for engravings and etchings, but properly treated it's points of light are brightened and it becomes a valued stone. Do you wish to purchase it?"

"No, I'm just admiring it."

Spock had arranged a shuttle flight over the city. They visited a few museums, with a short tour of the Vatican.

"Spock, did you enjoy the Vatican?"

"I experienced a sudden warm sensation around the altar that fascinated me."

"Have I convinced you that there is a God?"

He frowned, "I did not know that was your intent. I do believe in a god, but I can not be sure that he is your God that you worship."

She hooked her arm through his, careful not to press too hard. Vulcans can experience pain when they sense the emotions of humans. Sometimes being a telepath can be disarming. He stopped on the corner and placed his hands on her arms and caressed her. "Christine, I…you…," he cleared his throat and tried again, "You are very special to me. I hope you know that."

"Spock, I know how difficult it is for you to express feelings. I don't expect you to change for me. I do like the little things you do for me. I know you care and I am honored that you trusted me enough to perform the mind meld. It is very relaxing."

He leaned down and brought her hands to meet his, palm to palm. He cleared his throat and said, "Perhaps we should retire to our room?"

She laughed and said, "I think I'd love too."

Several hours later, Spock awoke from a nap not feeling well. He rolled over in bed and moaned, "Christine?"

Christine came over to him from the table at the window. "Spock, you don't look well. Are you ill?"

"Yes." he replied, "I am ill all through me."

She felt his forehead and took his pulse. "Your pulse is very low, even for a Vulcan."

He whispered, "Christine, how many days have we been in Europe?"

Confused she said, "Why, what does it matter?"

"Just help me. Help me to remember."

"Spock, what's wrong, you're scaring me."

He looked sternly at her, "Christine, how many days have we been here?"

Confused she counted, "Spock, it's day 5. Why?"

"That's what I thought," he whispered. "I've made a big mistake. You must contact Dr. McCoy, and now."

"But, Spock, there's a house doctor here."

He roughly grabbed her arm, "I, I can't explain now, please contact Dr. McCoy, now!"

Christine ran to her bag and found her communicator. "Christine to Dr. McCoy, do you read me?" A long pause and she tried again. "Dr. McCoy, please respond."

Static sounded on her end, "Christine, I'm here. How are you?"

"Dr. McCoy, I'm, I'm in Rome, Italy with Mr. Spock. He's become very ill, his heart rate is 83 and he's running a fever. He's demanding that I contact you, immediately."

"Me. There's a doctor closer to him than I, oh wait, you said you two are together in Italy?"

She paused and swallowed, "I, yes, we are, we're on vacation together." Spoke moaned loudly behind her.

He rasped, "Hand me the communicator."

She gave it to him and he spoke, "Doctor, I have lost track. I, we've, been together for five days. Do you understand me, Doctor."

"Yes, Spock, I believe I do. Tell Christine I'll have to beam up to the Enterprise and grab my gear and meds. The Enterprise will call her for your location. I'll be there as fast as I can Spock. Just get some water down you, okay?"

"Yes, yes, doctor, but do hurry."

"Christine, can you get me some water and then help me to the washroom?"

Christine poured water and helped Spock sit up to drink.

"Now help me up."

Christine struggled to get Spock to the bathroom. He slammed the door and she could hear him retching.

"Spock, I can help."

A long pause and then he opened the door looking yellow and green.

"Come on, get back to bed." They struggled across the room. She covered him and said. "Spock what is going on?

"I must apologize for my impatience, but can you wait for Dr. McCoy, please?"

Christine nodded her head and awaited the call from the Enterprise.

Dr. McCoy was beamed aboard the Enterprise. He ran down the halls to his sick bay dodging cables, workers, holes in walls and odd equipment laying about. He couldn't go down the hall he normally took and yelled, "How do I get to sick bay from here. Egads, what a mess."

A construction worker led him down a separate hall way where he ran into LT. Commander Scott.

"Scotty, I have to get to sick bay, it's an emergency."

"Why yes, Leonard, follow me," he said in his Scottish brogue.

They weaved and ran down different hall ways and got to his office. He grabbed his bag and filled it with any medicine he thought he'd need. "Scotty, now get me to the Transporter Room."

Again, Mr. Scott was able to quickly navigate the hall ways with Dr. McCoy.

McCoy spoke to the attendant, "Did you get Nurse Chapels location?"

"Yes, sir. It's all plugged in."

Mr. Scott said, "What's going on, Doctor?"

"Scotty, you know I can't tell you anything."

"Aye, sir. Energize, Daniel," he said to the assistant.

"Energizing, sir."

Nothing happened and McCoy yelled, "If you're going to spread my molecules through space, can it be done quicker?"

Mr. Scott crawled under the console and pulled open the drawers. "It's a quick fix, Doctor, hold on."

"Okay, Daniel, try again."

"Energizing, sir." This time the transporter worked.

Soon Dr. McCoy materialized within Spock's room. He ran to Spock and ran his assessment device over him. "You're right to have called me, Spock. I don't think a doctor here would have known what to give you."

Christine demanded, "What is wrong with him, Dr. McCoy. He won't tell me."

McCoy looked at Spock. Spock nodded yes.

"Help me set up this IV and injection and I'll explain."

Quickly they had fluids running into Spock. Dr. McCoy injected him with a special serum. Spock closed his eyes to rest.

Christine looked at Dr. McCoy questioningly, "Doctor, please explain."

Dr. McCoy glanced at Spock and said, "What I'm going to tell you is between you, me and Spock. This can not be repeated to anyone else, not even the Captain. Is that very clear?"

"Yes, sir, clear."

"Remember when Spock was going through the Ponn Farr?"

"Yes," she replied as she glanced at Spock.

"His blood chemistry was extremely active with a high hormone count."

"Yes, I remember."

McCoy's face turned a shade of red, "Well, what I'm about to say is going to be embarrassing for all of us, so I'll make it quick."

"Go ahead."

"You've been together for five days, correct?"

She nodded yes.

McCoy did the quick math, "Well, Spock is half human and his body is able to enjoy relations. But he can only have relations seven times before he must rest and rejuvenate." He paused and said, "It's been five days, so you do the math, Christine."

"Oh, oh, I, I think I understand, Doctor."

Dr. McCoy touched her arm and pulled her out of Spock's hearing.

"It's nothing to be ashamed about, Darlin'. It's about time he let his hair down. How much time do you have left on shore leave?"

"We have nine more days."

"Okay, at this rate I'll leave you two more doses of the serum. I suggest you two take a day or two off. You're comfortable about administering this?"

"Of course, Doctor. I am his nurse. I was not aware of this characteristic though, and we will have a discussion when he's rested."

McCoy smiled and said, "I wish I could be a mouse in the room when that happens."

Christine was embarrassed and Dr. McCoy chuckled. "I'm off to the rest of my shore leave. Call if you must."

Christine hugged Dr. McCoy, "Thank you Doctor McCoy, and I'm sure Spock would thank you, also."

"I'm not sure, but tell him we'll talk later."

She nodded and Dr. McCoy contacted the Enterprise. "Dr. McCoy to Enterprise."

Mr. Scott answered, "Enterprise here, Doctor."

"Beam me back to my island, Scotty."

"Energizing, sir."

McCoy dematerialized and Christine was left with a sleeping Spock. She let Spock rest for an hour and then checked his vitals again. He stirred at her touch.

"Spock, wake up."

"I'm awake, Christine."

She sat on the edge of the bed. "Spock, why didn't you tell me?"

He closed his eyes again and said, "I am a half breed. Can't you see how difficult it was for me to share this with you. It is very personal."

"Spock, you could have died. You should have at least been monitoring yourself. Can you sit up for a minute?"

Spock sat up in bed. She checked his forehead for a fever and lightly kissed his lips.

"That is how all of this started, my lady."

"Spock, I could just shake you."

"I do not know how shaking me would have helped?"

She laughed, "Oh dear, it's another expression. I'm so angry I could shake some sense into you." She leaned on his chest and he held her for a minute. "You scared me."

"I do apologize, and I didn't mean to be cross with you, but I didn't know how long I'd be conscious."

"Spock, you have to promise me to always tell me, if there are any other things I should know about being a Vulcan."

He gazed lovingly at her, "I promise, Christine."

She thought for a moment, "Your son is aware of all of this, isn't he?"

He nodded. "Thank you for your concern."

She laid on him again and said, "Oh, Spock, I, I can't loose you after waiting so long."

He stroked her hair. "I am truly sorry."

She sat up and said, "You need to rest. I'll go out later to get us something to eat, but you are not to leave this bed until tomorrow."

He smiled and patted the bed next to him, "Gladly, my lady."

They finished their shore leave and the serum was not needed again.

The final night of Kirk and Miriam's time together had been quiet. They had stayed out in the country side near Paris. They had spent the final day walking hand in hand, but not speaking. Neither had an appetite and neither wanted to bring up the topic of separation again.

They shared a particular passionate night and woke up the following day as the sun rose.

Facing each other in bed, with a tear slipping down Miriam's face, she said, "Is this where the main characters embrace and quietly go off into the sunrise?"

"Miriam," Kirk whispered as he wiped away her tear. "I can't ask you to follow me into space, if you won't be happy."

"And you can not leave your beloved Enterprise."

"No, sweet heart, it's what I do."

"How can I compete?" she sniffed.

"It's not a competition. You're a great nurse, and, and I have connections with our ship's surgeon," he smiled. He was afraid to offer more and have her turn him down.

She sat up and began to dress and pack her things. Kirk went to her and held her in his arms.

"Jim, I can't."

"Does it have to end this way."

She turned to him and fiercely said, "You give me no choice, Jim."

"There are always choices, Miriam," he said sternly.

She slowly shook her head.

Kirk said softly, "I'll make arrangements to have you beamed back home."

She nodded and when she was ready he called on Mr. Scott.

"Kirk to Mr. Scott."

"Aye, Captain, the coordinates are set in and we're ready."

He looked to Miriam and said, "Energize," and she was gone.

Captain Kirk went home to his ranch in Iowa and tried to heal a broken heart. He was not successful. Later he and Mr. Spock returned to Starfleet Command where they spent four months in classes, training new cadets. They occasionally crossed paths with their sons, but did not spend time together as required by Starfleet regulations.

However, there was one altercation that required Captain Kirk's attention.

One evening he received a request from his son. "Captain, it can't be helped, I've gone through the proper channels and I have no power right now. My men are in the brig for something that wasn't all their fault. If I can't get them out by tomorrow, they may not graduate.

"What would you like me to do, Lucas?"

"I would never ask you to pull rank, sir, but this M.P. is being hard nosed. He and I have had…issues before, sir, and I believe he's trying to even a score." After explaining the situation, Kirk agreed to step in.

"Alright, give me the M.P.'s name. I'll make a call."

"Thank you, sir. It's Adam Swenson."

"Lt. Swenson, this is Captain James Kirk of the Enterprise. I understand you have a group of my officers being detained in the brig."

"Yes, Captain, they were involved in a bar skirmish. They claim they didn't start it and were not involved. However, witnesses tell a different story."

"Lieutenant, did you review the security films?" Kirk knew the answer before he asked.

"No, sir, none were available."

Kirk said, "Huh, funny how that happens every year on the last night before graduation?"

"Yes, sir, there does seem to be a pattern."

"Perhaps you could let my officers out of the brig since there is no proof to either side of the argument?"

"Yes, Captain, that can be arranged."

"You can sign that per my orders, Mr. Swenson, and thank you for doing a great job."

Kirk could almost hear him smile through the communicator, "Thank you, Captain."

Crisis was averted and life changes continued aboard the Enterprise.

Communications between Kirk and Mr. Scott were almost hourly as repairs and reconstruction caused more problems for them to solve. One week before the scheduled leave date Mr. Spock asked to speak with his Captain.

"Yes, Spock, come on in."

Spock stood formally at his desk. Kirk looked up at him and said, "Yes?"

"Jim, I have a favor to ask you."

"Sure, Spock go ahead, ask."

"I was wondering, if you would do Christine and I the honor of marrying us aboard the Enterprise, and would you stand in as my best man?"

Kirk grinned and stood. He came around his desk and hugged his first officer. Spock cringed at the affection, but to tease him, Kirk hung on. "I would be honored, Spock. I'm so happy for you two."

"Thank you, Jim. Could we possible schedule it for next Saturday?"

"I'll be there."

"Thank you. Christine will be happy."

Kirk laughed, "I hope you are, too."

"It is the best thing that I have ever done. Illogical as it seems."

"Christine has changed you, Spock."

Spock raised his eye brow, "Changed me, sir?"

"All for the good, my friend."

Spock returned to the Enterprise for his shift and Kirk finished up his final meetings with the Admiral before he returned to his command. He packed up his desk and slipped a picture of Miriam and him when they were in Paris, into his bag.

When he beamed aboard the Enterprise he was impressed with the final touches that were not there on his last trip. He went to his quarters and removed his personal items from his bag. He put Miriam's picture in a drawer and wondered if he'd made the right decision.

His intercom buzzed, "Spock to Captain Kirk."

"Kirk, here."

"Captain, the final officers are being shuttled in and are ready for

inspection."

"Okay, Spock, I'll meet you there."

When Kirk and Spock entered the large bay area, twenty four newly

trained and promoted officers stood at attention in their dress

uniforms. A whistle was sounded and Kirk and Spock began to

inspect uniforms of the new officers.

"Commander Spock, do you feel these officers are prepared and ready

to serve Starfleet Command as they have sworn to."

"Yes, Captain, they are prepared."

"Good, ladies and gentlemen, report to the Officer of the Day for

confirmation of your quarters and duty list, then you are dismissed."

In unison 24 voices said, "Yes, sir."

Kirk and Spock walked together to their quarters.

"Spock, they were just kids two years ago, and now they're fine

gentlemen."

"Yes, Captain, I would have to agree."

"I'll see you on Saturday."

"Yes sir."

As last minute preparations were being made for the two year voyage of the Enterprise, Saturday arrived and Mr. Spock, Christine, Captain Kirk, Dr. McCoy, Spock Jr., Lucas, Sulu, Chekov, Scotty, Lt. Uhura and several of Christine's friends gathered in dress uniforms in the chapel.

Captain Kirk said, "This is my favorite duty as Captain of the Enterprise, and it is more special because my friend has finally talked someone into spending the rest of their life with him."

Everyone laughed except Spock who began to say something when Christine whispered, "Later, dear."

The ceremony began and when Kirk pulled out the ring that Christine had seen in the jewelry store in Rome, she looked up at Spock with happiness. Spock place it on her hand.

Kirk said, "And with this ring, I hear by pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride, Spock."

Spock glanced around and in true half-Vulcan manner, he quickly kissed Christine. Champaign was then abundantly served.

Towards the end of the party Captain Kirk, who was feeling little pain walked up to Spock and said, "You have three days of shore leave, Spock, take advantage of it."

"Thank you, Captain, I realize how busy we are, but Christine insisted on having a honeymoon."

"I understand." He looked at his friend, "Do you have any questions, Spock?"

"Questions, Jim, I'm not following."

"For the honeymoon?"

Just then, Dr. McCoy walked up and took the Captain's arm and said, "Jim, I think you've celebrated enough. Spock, may you and Christine have many happy years together, and you should start now. She's waiting," he pointed over at the door.

Spock turned and his half-human, half-Vulcan heart skipped a beat.

"I believe I shall leave. Thank you for coming."

"Our pleasure, Spock." Captain Kirk said.

Dr. McCoy quietly escorted the Captain to his quarters and gave him orders to sleep it off.