Thanks for the Memories
Based on the video by sakuri69
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Not Star Trek, not the song, not even the video this is based off. I just have the pleasure of writing this for the loverly lady. Hope y'all enjoy.
Summary: A few days before McCoy joined Starfleet, he and Spock hooked up in some little town in Georgia. They aren't pleased to meet up again – especially since they're supposed to be dating other people. Trouble is, neither can stop thinking about it, much to their shared irritation. Only after Spock almost dies on Vulcan does it occur to McCoy that it might have been more than a one night stand…
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The Kobayashi Maru simulation. Nobody had ever beaten it, and Kirk was trying for the third goddamn time. McCoy could feel the irritation prickling at the edges of his usual bad mood as Uhura, the stuck up language snob, read off the standard instructions. More like parroted them off from memory.
"…Starfleet Command has ordered us to rescue them."
McCoy could almost hear Kirk's smirk as he quipped back, "Starfleet Command has ordered us to rescue them, Captain." He turned in his chair just fast enough to catch Uhura whip around in disgust and Kirk wrinkle his nose in amusement. He shook his head and turned back to his console.
"Klingon vessels have entered the Neutral Zone. And they're firing on us." he said in his 'Doctor' voice.
"That's okay."
McCoy turned around to look at Kirk in disbelief. "It's ok?"
Kirk smiled. It was that ruthless smile McCoy had seen before just before a barfight broke out. "Yeah, don't worry about it."
/MxS\
Up in the observation room, a small commotion was taking place several of the test administrators were in a huff over the brash young man's actions. Alone, a tall man with sleek black hair and pointed ears remained calm.
The older man next to him blinked four times in rapid succession. "Did he say 'Don't worry about it'?"
The stoic man's eyebrows slanted downwards. "…what is he doing?"
/MxS\
McCoy surveyed his console. "Three more Klingon Warbirds decloaking - - and targeting our ship - - I don't suppose this is a problem either." he said sarcastically, turning to look at Kirk with his eyebrows raised in a plea for action. His young boyfriend's only response was to shake his head.
Another student, someone unfamiliar, called out the next alert. "They're firing on us, Captain."
Kirk nodded. "Alert medical bay to prepare to receive all crew members from the damaged ship." he said over his shoulder at Uhura, that irritating smile on his face again.
Uhura was getting fed up with this, and didn't even pretend to be his subordinate. "And how do you expect us to rescue them when we're surrounded by Klingons?"
Kirk turned his chair and looked dead at her. "Alert medical." he stage-whispered.
Beeping dragged McCoy away from the altercation. "Our ship is being hit - - shields at sixty percent."
"I understand."
"Shouldn't we at least, oh, I dunno, fire back?" asked McCoy in shock and irritation. He was beginning to see why Uhura didn't like him as Kirk hmmm'ed and gave him a negative.
"Of course not." sighed McCoy, turning back to his console.
This only lasted for a second. His screen, and all the others, flickered, died, and came back up. It was like the whole system glitched at the same time. He and the other students, with the supreme exception of Jim Kirk, looked around in confusion, trying to figure out if the test was still going on.
/MxS\
"What the hell just happened?"
The observation room was in an even bigger uproar. They were all checking sensors, trying to figure out what had caused the malfunction.
As before, the seeming unflappable man stood in the center of it, watching the goings on in the test room.
/MxS\
Uhura was the first to start calling out the status. "The Kobayashi Maru is still in distress … but the Klingons have stopped firing." She was perplexed, as was McCoy.
Kirk was calm. "Arm photons. Prepare to fire on the Klingon Warbirds." he said in his 'Captain' voice, what he should have been using this entire time.
"Jim, their shields are still up." McCoy turned to look at Kirk, his confusion and exasperation clear on his face.
"Are they?" Kirk didn't look at him, instead contemplating the apple he'd been playing with the whole time.
McCoy turned back to his console and inspected the read-out. He was shocked to find that the Warbirds' shields were indeed down. "…no." He could feel the smugness as Kirk ordered fire on all enemy ships. He sat in stunned silence as the order was carried out and the enemy ships were soundly destroyed.
"Begin rescue of the stranded crew. So!" Kirk jumped out of his seat and looked around at his fake crew. "We've eliminated all enemy ships, no one on board was injured and the successful rescue of the Kobayashi Maru crew is …underway." McCoy watched as Kirk took a huge bite out of his apple and looked smugly up at the testing room windows. "Anything else?" he asked in a loud voice.
McCoy follows his gaze and jumps at the sight. Up in the observation room, standing at the windows and glaring down at the crew, were two men. The older man, he didn't recognize. The sleek younger man brought to memory a night over three year ago. A one night stand.
/MxS\
The older man turned to the younger man in shock. "How the hell did that kid beat your test, Spock?"
With an arch of an eyebrow, a tiny gesture that conveyed paragraphs of irritation and suspicion, Spock spoke for the first time since giving the order to begin the test. "I do not know." He turned to one of the passing underclassmen and asked for the roster for those participating in the mock crew.
It was brought to him just as his searching eyes passed over the front consoles. A face he had never forgotten nearly made his heart jump. No. It cannot be the same person. The likelihood is less than 9.12% he thought as the underclassman brought him the roster. He scanned the names quickly, and bit his lip to keep from speaking.
Dr. McCoy, Leonard – First Officer.
Spock looked back down at the test room, simultaneously hoping that he was gone and that he'd stayed. He was staring straight up at the test room, at him. They're eyes met through thick glass, but the jolt that shot down his spine was the same as when they had met.
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[AN: I know it seems like I'm mostly just quoting the movie at this point, but it'll get better. I promise.]
