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Thanks so much for reviews and favorites! I have made up my mind to make this a multi-chapter. Its really dorky that i'm posting two chapters today, but eh, I have time, and i probably won't have much for of that for a while.
I apologize ahead of time for any script/plot errors I made. I saw it once and was really overwhelmed, so feel free to let me know if you notice anything i should fix!
Spock stared at the screen in front of him. Khan was a highly illogical human being.
Technically speaking, he was not even human.
Not completely.
Or perhaps he was.
The calculations did not add up.
The scenario he was in was also highly illogical, seeing as mere moments ago, Khan appeared to be working with the Captain. Now he was on a destroyed Federation ship, attempting to wreak destruction upon both the Enterprise and planet Earth.
The ship that Khan had commandeered should have been working with them. This is because that ship was, in fact, lead by the head of the Federation, who had not revealed any ulterior motives until their last conversation approximately 2.7 hours ago. It was far too soon to have fully processed the man's words from the last attack, and now the added factors from Khan have made the current situation what Kirk would call, "one hell of a bitch". Not that Spock had ever considered using the term.
Sensors from various screens around the room told him that Scotty, Carol Marcus, and the Captain had just arrived back on the ship.
He authorized the opening of the containment chamber and the three stumbled out, the female of the group presumably seeking immediate medical attention. Her leg appeared to be severely distressing her.
Scotty, who should not logically be on the ship because of his resignation, and the Captain were gone before Spock could properly debrief them on the condition of the Enterprise.
However, his senses told him that they would most likely be handling the situation as soon as possible.
His eye caught the charts on the computer screens to the side of him.
Chaos, a very human emotion, was rampant here, and screaming was in all places. The humans aboard this vessel feared for their lives. He could not let such a large amount of people die, and yet, there was very little he could possibly do to remedy the situation. The statistics told him that the U.S.S Enterprise was falling toward the earth's atmosphere at a very sudden speed. When this collision happened, the Enterprise would be incinerated.
"Evacuate the ship immediately."
Sulu looked ashamed.
"Sir, we will not leave the ship."
Spock felt something resembling the human emotion panic.
"Leave the ship, that is an order."
Emotion. He sensed from Sulu's reaction that you could hear it in his own Vulcan voice.
"No Sir, we cannot abandon this ship".
There was a ninety-eight percent chance Sulu would not budge on the matter. Logic told him that his only option was to best prepare the crew for the option that they had chosen for their lives. He would start by putting on the ships seatbelts in order to better brace for collision.
In the next 5.6 minutes, the ship would lose its gravitational center 5 times. Much of the ship underwent severe damage and could not be repaired in the current situation. The casualties were unknown, although the command crew had all been spared.
Red was all that could be seen on the command screen. The ship was losing all control and power. There was nothing that could be done either on the Bridge or in Engineering. They would all die in the span of approximately 3 minutes.
Spock did not want to die. Over the last few weeks he had had many close experiences with death, and none of them were pleasant.
He had seen Pikes death, watched the man's pain.
Spock had watched Jim deal with the consequences of the man's death, and they too were difficult to watch.
He himself had nearly died in the volcano. Had this happened, conversations with Nyota had indicated that she would have felt severe distress and damage to her soul. Death now would have a similar impact, except Uhura too would lose her life. He wished for death to no one aboard the ship.
Ten, nine.
Determination. It was a familiar feeling.
Eight, seven.
Doubt. He had had experiences with this feeling, given it was so similar to reason.
Six, Five.
Loss of control. Only in his birth had he had so little control.
Four, Three
Fear. Fear was new to him. He had only just begun to understand it upon experiencing the destruction of his home planet
Two, one.
Relief.
All very human emotions.
The ship had stabilized. Three commands later and the ship could safely enter the Earth's atmosphere and crash land in San Francisco.
Then Scotty appeared. He looked to be on the verge of tears.
"You better get down here quick"
Spock then experienced fear like he had never known before. Overwhelming emotion. The floodgates of humanity had opened to him, and adrenaline soared like a kite.
He was in the Engineering deck considerably before the engineer.
Jim.
The sight of him was very similar to the feeling of loss he had experienced after the destruction of Vulcan.
"Open the doors"
Spock said this with the same determination he had had upon telling the crew to evacuate the ship. This appeared to frighten not only Sulu, but Scotty as well.
Scotty appeared to be lost for words.
"We can't sir, if we do that the whole ship'll be irradiated. Everyone ll' die."
The engineer looked extremely distressed by this statement. Spock quickly rushed to Jim's side. The man was breathing heavily.
It appeared that he could not draw breath, and in that moment, Spock could not help but feel the same helplessness that he experienced upon the death of Captain Pike.
Salty water rose from the bottom of his eyes, and he considered with wonder the idea that he was producing tears.
Jim smiled in a pained way, then looked at Spock with wonder.
His gaze was searching in a way that you would expect of one who was completely and irrevocably lost.
"How do you choose not to feel?"
Spock considered a quote from Mark Twain. This pre-twentieth century writer had once said, "Any emotion, if it is sincere, is involuntary."
The human had been right, he reflected.
In that moment, he could simply could not understand the Vulcan concept of logic and lack of emotion.
"I do not know"
Jim began to cry. His life-force was leaving him. Spock did not wish for this. The tears that had collected in his eye fell.
"Right now i am failing miserably"
Jim looked to be breaking at this. Then determination flashed across his face through the tears.
"I want to let you know why I couldn't let you die"
Spock knew though. He had known all along. He simply feared the answer, for it was illogical and reminded him of the feelings that he did not allow himself to contain.
"Because you are my friend."
Jim smile was accompanied by a tear and cough. The man was dying.
His captain was dying.
His friend was dying.
And yet, Spock had never felt more alive. He no longer knew the boundaries of logic and the struggle with emotion that had been his life. He was lost in his own ounce of humanity.
He then did the only thing he knew how to do by instinct.
He rose his hand in the traditional Vulcan greeting.
Jim rose his hand to meet it, and Spock understood that this was the last time he would ever be so close to his friend.
The Captain's hand fell and he breathed his last.
Anger. All consuming anger. Yet another human emotion.
John Harrison had taken a life that was not his to take, destroyed a man who would only ever do good in the world, and taken the greatest relationship the Vulcan had ever known away from him. Was this jealousy?
This death rang stronger in his mind then even the loss of Vulcan.
Vengeance. Spock now understood how emotion and logic could intertwine.
Samuel Johnson once said, "Revenge is an act of passion; vengeance of justice"
And justice was in-fact acceptable to a Vulcan.
He had broke.
KHHHHAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNN.
The world shuddered.
Author's Note: Yeah. Spock killed it in this movie. Tears.
If anybody has any opinions on who I should write on next, that would be lovely ;)
