Spock heard Kirk calling to him and opened his eyes just as Kirk was taken out of the cell. He ran over as quick as he could, but the door to outside was slammed in his face.
"Kirk." Spock moaned. He didn't want him to leave, to be left alone in this terrible cell alone. A guard gave him a sympathetic glance.
Kirk was literally pulled out of bed. He felt three men holding him and dragging him out of the cell.
"Spock! Spock help me!" He cried. Spock woke up instantly and tried to follow, but Spock was too slow and the door was shut in his best friend's face. Kirk struggled, he hated these men. Their grip was too tight on him, and he was whimpering and it didn't take long for the guards to figure out they were holding him too tight. They loosened their grip enough so they weren't leaving harsh red marks on Kirk's skin. They pushed him into the same room Spock was in a few hours before, and tied him to the chair, just like Spock. He saw Nero come in, or, to be more specific, storm in. He looked angry, which made Kirk want to get away from him if Nero was in a bad mood.
"Leave." He told the guard icily. They obeyed, and when the two men were alone, Nero walked over to Kirk and examined him.
"Hmmm, you interest me, Kirk. Tell me, why do you hate me and this place?" Nero said. Kirk didn't reply, he didn't want to talk to this man.
"Stubborn, I see. Don't want to talk? Maybe I'll make you." He taunted. He saw Kirk struggling with the straps before realizing they were too tight and were making Kirk cry out and whimper in pain. He felt a little sympathetic, Kirk obviously wanted to be let of but he refused but did loosen the straps.
"Seems I might make you talk." Nero said with a glint in his harsh eyes.
When Kirk was returned 2 hours later to the cell, he was bruised, bloody and beaten to death. Spock rushed over as Kirk was thrown in.
"Jim, Jim, it's okay, its me now, its okay." Spock told him. Jim groaned, he was in pain and needed to lie down. Spock picked him up gently and cautiously, and put him on the bottom bunk.
Spock tapped a guard on the shoulder through the bars and he turned around and pointed a gun at Spock.
"Hey, I just need a warm blanket and a bowl of soup for him." Spock motioned to Jim. The man lowered his gun, realizing Spock wasn't threatening him.
"Kay." Was all he said. He came back and cautiously pushed the door open, careful to shut it.
"Here" He said, setting it on the ground. Spock picked up the blanket and wrapped it around Jim. He cocooned himself in it, cold and tired. Spock fed him the soup, and Jim seemed grateful for the care. Jim fell asleep in Spock's care; he felt much better knowing he was with Spock. While Jim slept Spock watched incase someone tried to come near either of them. Kirk was in no condition to defend himself and Spock felt the need to help his friend. He saw Nero watching him through the bars, and his ears flicked nervously and he made a growling noise in his throat, sounding threatening.
"Don't make me shut you up, or you'll end up like him." Nero said, motioning to a sleeping Jim. Spock didn't stop; he wasn't about to back down to Nero.
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