Child's Toy
Summary: Kink meme prompt. You can find the link to it on my profile.
Thank you everyone who reviewed. Glad people like it! About the slash it won't come anytime soon they're still kids and it won't be explicit. So people who don't like slash don't have to worry so much.
Disclaimer: don't own anything
Chapter 2: Rekindled
After the death of her husband, Winona Kirk had promised herself she would never return to Starfleet again but extenuating circumstances made it impossible to keep that promise.
Not only did Jimmy, her 6 year old son, get kicked out of school but her house also needed major repairs. She had nowhere to go and the cost for the repairs were going to cost her a fortune which was why at this moment she found herself once again on a starship.
It 6:00 a.m. and she was getting ready for her morning shift in the sickbay. Oh joy... Her working time had recently doubled when she was made the nurse to keep an eye on the son of an important Vulcan ambassador who had collapsed. The poor boy was kept sedated most of the time and when he was conscious he was incoherent.
The poor boy's mother barely ever left his side. No matter how much of a handful her son was, she would never want to see him in such a state.
After leaving her son a note telling him to stay out of trouble, she headed to sickbay for her shift. I really hope he can stay out of trouble today...
She sighed. Her son always was always getting into a mess but he had the crew wrapped around his fingers. No matter what stunt he pulled, his unwilling victims always seemed to forgive him. According to her friend and fellow nurse Sarah, it was because he was so adorable. They can't get mad especially after they look into those big innocent blue eyes. She remembered her saying.
She went into the sickbay and relieved the nightshift nurse who looked like hell. She was a cranky older woman who she had never seen smile.
"Hey, Edna" she said. "Hope nothing went wrong last night."
"Nah, apart from giving the little critter another dose of sedatives, it was as quiet as the dead." Edna grumbled as she quickly signed out.
"Well, have a nice rest" she replied as the woman left without looking back or answering.
Sighing again, she entered the start of her shift into the computer and went over to check on the patients. There were two engineers, one who had slipped off a ladder and gotten a concussion and the other who had come in with an infection because of an untreated cut.
Not to forget the little boy who lay motionless in bed. She had been in the cafeteria when it had happened. Because of her early morning shifts, she usually grabbed something quickly and went to work. She could still hear the boy's screams of pain ringing in her head.
As she checked over the boy's stats, a woman she recognized as the mother came in. The poor woman looked so tired. She quickly pulled up a chair for her to sit by her son's side.
"Thank you" she said softly.
"Don't mention it."
"Has there been any changes?"
"No" Winona replied sadly. "I hope he gets better. I have a son of my own and I don't know what I would do if something happened to him."
"Thank you once again. By the way, I am Amanda."
"Winona Kirk. Please call me Winona. If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask me."
Amanda nodded taking her son's hand in her own. She decided to leave her alone for now. She knew there was nothing she could do or say that could make her feel better.
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Jimmy Kirk was not a bad boy. At least, he didn't try to be. He really didn't. The problem was that half the time when he got into trouble was because he didn't think before acting. Like that incident that got him kicked out of school.
He was glad he no longer had to go to that place. They were all dumbasses and he wouldn't miss a single one of them. The kids in his class were always trying to get a raise out of him especially that one kid David. He'd lost count of how many times he had gotten into a fight with that stupid asshole. The boy always insulted Jimmy. His insults tend to focus on his lack of a father. Damn kid didn't let off about anything!
Not only that, he had no friends in that school (not in the kid crowd and especially not in the adult's). All the teachers in that school had had it in for him. That's why he did what he did to Mrs. Lila and he wasn't sorry. Not one bit.
He was currently with his tutor and he wasn't listening to a word the man was saying. He was so boooring. When is this lesson going to end? It felt like forever since Mr. Stevens had started talking about the history of the Federation. He tried to discreetly take a look at his watch. It was only 11:35. Still 25 more minutes of this shit before lunch.
"Are you listening, James?"
"Yeah, of course I am" he lied quite efficiently.
He had told so many lies in his life that it came as easily as breathing. With the amount of trouble he got into, that ability was very helpful.
"Then, tell me" his teacher said looking decidedly annoyed. "What was the last thing I said?"
"Ahhhmmm" he tried to think of a way out. "Alright you got me! I wasn't listening."
The best thing he could do was admit his crime. He saw the look the man gave him and he just knew that the man was going to try to lecture him. Again. When is he gonna give up like all the other idiots before him, it's starting to get boring to listen to this shit almost everyday.
"Now, James" Mr. Stevens started. "You must work harder on your studies. If you don't you won't have a bright future. I know you have potential. You just have to apply yourself..."
Jimmy tuned him out after that. Damnit he just likes to hear his own voice. Self absorbed bastard. He was always talking like he cared about Jimmy but he was not stupid. None of the adults cared what happened to him.
They just pretended to. He knew for sure this was true since all adults are liars. Even his mom. She says she loves him but she could barely ever look him in the eye or the face. So she must be lying right?
He should have skipped when he had had the chance but he had hesitated for a split second and that was all it took to be snared by the bumbling fool.
"James. James!" Mr. Stevens said trying to get his attention.
"Yeah"
"It's yes not yeah. You are not a hoodlum, James so don't talk like one." The man said in a matter of fact tone. The snob. "As I was saying, since you have not listened to a word I have said, you will have to read pages 230 to 240 and you will have a quiz next time we meet."
Dumbass, doesn't he ever learn. I don't care about the stupid quiz and I sure as hell ain't doin' the stupid homework.
"Yes, Mr. Stevens" he said in solemn voice.
"Good"
The man looked smug. Jimmy laughed internally. That trick always worked.
"Time for lunch, James" the man continued "I will take you to sickbay now."
Yes! Finally! Now let's just hope he doesn't mention any of this to mom. He knew just how his mom would react.
He left Jimmy outside the sickbay. Thank god for small favours, he's not smart enough to talk to mom. Jimmy grinned devilishly at his teachers back.
He went through the door as it slid open on his approach.
"Mom" he called out. "I'm done Mom."
There was no answer. She probably wasn't finished yet.
"You must be Winona's child"
"Yeah. Who's asking to know?"
The woman laughed softly sounding as though she hadn't laughed in a while.
"I'm Amanda, dear" she gave a gentle but sad smile. It was captivating. No one had ever smiled like that at him. He blushed furiously. What the hell is wrong with me?
"I-I..." he stuttered blushing even more. "I'm-"
"Jimmy!" he heard his mom call. He saw her there standing in the doorway looking angry. "What have I told you about annoying people."
"I'm sorry about him" she turned to the pretty lady. "He-"
"Oh don't worry about it he wasn't bothering me." Amanda interrupted. "In fact, I feel better after talking to him. He's such a dear"
She reached out and kissed his cheek gently before saying:
"Thank you for making me laugh, little one. I really needed it."
"Are you sure he wasn't bothering you?" His mother said looking at her blushing son suspiciously.
"Positive."
His mom then took his hand and dragged him away.
"We're going for lunch. Don't hesitate to call if you feel that something is wrong with Spock."
"Of course"
She hesitated at the door and turned back.
"Do you want me to bring you something to eat from the replicator before I leave?"
"No, it's alright. I'm not disabled just yet" she said humorously.
He had time to get a peek at the bed Amanda was sitting next to. He hadn't noticed before because she had taken his attention. A pale boy was lying motionless in the bed. He couldn't see his face from here. He tried to get closer but his mom had already dragged him away.
"Mom." He called her as they headed to the cafeteria. "Mom!"
That finally got her attention.
"Yes?"
"What's wrong with Speck the boy in the bed?"
"His name is Spock, Jimmy"
"Whatever… Is he the reason why Miss Amanda is sad?"
"He's sick and you should call her Mrs Amanda" his mother said amused. "She's married."
"Oh, so who is he?"
For some reason, the idea of her being married didn't sit well with him.
"Ambassador Sarek. He's a very important man."
"Ain't he that Vulcan guy?"
"Yes" she looked surprised. Why is she surprised? I ain't stupid. There's no other race with pointy ears like that and those weird eye brows.
"But she's human. How come she's married to a Vulcan?"
"Jimmy, there is more to love than races and looks."
"I thought Vulcans can't love since they got no emotions and stuff."
"Just because they don't show them doesn't mean they don't have them."
He looked down for a moment in thought before snapping his head back.
"Mom! Why don't you cure Spack? Then Mrs Amanda will be happy again." he said hopeful.
"Honey, it's Spock and there's nothing us humans can do. His sickness can't only be healed by another Vulcan."
He looked down in disappointment. He felt his mom's hand run through his hair gently as she continued:
"Don't worry in a few month's we'll get to Vulcan and all will be well."
"Okay" he said still not happy there was nothing they could do.
They ate in silence. He could feel his mom's gaze bearing down on him. He looked up annoyed.
"Watcha looking at?"
"Oh, I was just wondering. How big is that crush you have on Amanda?"
Dropping his fork he exclaimed: "I don't have a crush on her!" blushing furiously. What is up with me today? Why do I keep blushing?
"Then what is that blush supposed to mean?" she replied mischievously.
Glaring at her, he grumbled inaudibly and went back to his food.
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He had escaped his damned babysitter. Finally... He didn't need a stupid babysitter. He wasn't a baby no longer. He didn't understand why his mom insisted on making stay with one.
If he gets into trouble with his mom, he'll just say that he was playing hide and seek with her. He'd have to make sure to look innocent and sorry then he'd get off scot-free.
He grinned as he found himself in one of the science labs. It was empty. Nobody there to ruin his fun. He went over and opened the shelf. Looking at the bottles, he remembered the ingredients he had read in a book. I can make a bomb.
Laughing to himself, he got to work. This is gonna be epic! I'm so gonna be grounded but who cares? It's totally worth it.
It was good thing he remembered everything he read. Otherwise, he would have wasted time by having to find the data needed to make his dynamite.
Wait, I have a good excuse for making it, I can just say that I was studying ancient history by attempting to reconstruct it. He could just imagine their reaction. He snickered. He could hardly wait!
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It was finally done!!! He had messed up several times but he had made a dynamite. He had also made a mess. Maybe I should clean it up... Nah!
He left the lab quickly after warping the bomb in cloth. He would hide it then when they went on a planet he would find a deserted area and test there. He wasn't crazy enough to test it in the ship. There was no telling what could happen if he did that. He didn't want to hurt anyone especially not Mrs Amanda.
He had been creeping through the halls when the alarm went off. Did I get caught? I could have sworn I disabled the camera feed. The intercom sounded:
"Yellow Alert. I repeat Yellow Alert. There has been a ship sighted. There have been no confirmations on its status. Everyone to your stations!"
The message repeated several times after that. His curiosity got the best of him and he got out of his hiding place to see the screen but not before hiding his precious bomb.
Excitement bubbled inside him as he stared at the ship on screen. He was just about to get closer when a hand grabbed his arm.
"There you are!" Natalie his babysitter said looking very displeased. "I've been looking for you everywhere."
"You got me!" he grinned. "Now you hide and I seek."
He gave the big blue stare women always fell for. He saw her eye twitch as she growled under her breath.
"Oh, you think you're so cute don't you?"
Damn right, I am. Unfortunately, he couldn't hide the smug look on his face and she continued looking even angrier. If she gets any angrier, she'll explode. That would be awesome to see.
"Oh, just you wait until I tell you mother!"
Uh oh.... Oh well! What's mom gonna do to me? Kill me. I can take anything she throws at me. He almost snickered but that wouldn't do well for his act. He had to make it believable.
When they arrived at the sickbay, it was a circus. People were bustling back and forth as being brought in and most of the beds were filled. Wow, I've never seen this place looking so alive.
"Sit here" Natalie snarled as she forced him into the chair.
She went over to his mother spoke to her for a few seconds before leaving the sickbay.
His mother then looked over at him giving him a look that clearly said: 'I'll deal with you later' coupled with 'Don't you dare move an inch from that seat.' He returned it with the patented innocent look.
She went back to work not before giving him a look of suspicion. He looked around and Amanda's boy caught his attention, but she wasn't there with him. What was his name? Spork... no, that can't be it. Who would call their kid after a utensil. Speak... no.
He wanted to get a closer look. He looked around to see if the coast was clear before walking closer to the bed. As he got closer he noticed that the boy had the typical Vulcan features. He had to stand right next to the boy to see the features he had in common with Mrs Amanda.
That means that both Mrs Amanda and Mr. Sarek are his real parents, but how the hell were their genetic material able to combine and how did they create him? Was he a pod baby or did Mrs Amanda carry him like my mom did me.
He was so deep in thought that didn't notice the object of his contemplation had woken up. He looked up when he saw movement in front of him. However, before he could react, furnace-like hands were on his face.
"My mind to yours" he heard the boy whisper. My thoughts to yours. He heard in his mind before pain exploded through him. He screamed inaudibly as his world went black.
End of Chapter 2.
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Next chapter will start from Spock's point of view and you get Sarek's haven't decided yet.