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Well, Im back! Although i may not update on a regular basis, i will continue to update. So don't worry! Please, please comment, comments mean love people! Any constructive criticism, anything. But no hate. Anywho, onwards!- Sherlockfangirl135xx
DISCLAIMER- sadly, none of these wonderful characters belong to me, but Indercite does!
Spock was feeling guilty. It was not an alien feeling, he had experienced it before, a while back, when he had failed to save his mother from Nero's black hole. He had also felt it when he had sent the Captain down to the ice planet, and left him for the dead. Mind, he had only experienced this in later stages.
He also felt sad. He only wanted to be friends with Uhura, but she wasn't having any of it. After they broke up, he had seen it to be illogical to be enemies, but his former girlfriend was refusing to talk to him, except to insult him in some way.
He sighed and looked out the window at the small, golden glowing planet called Indetcite. It was rather stunning, with it's aqua oceans and yellow terrain. Every now and again flecks of green could be seen on the land, and as they got closer, Spock could start identifying landmarks, carved out of the rolling golden and green grass, and the tall willow trees. However soon, obvious clues of destruction could be spotted, such as fallen trees, and cracked rocks. There were some splits in the ground, sometimes at least 3 meters deep, where the land had been pulled apart.
As the shuttle landed, Spock turned to his Captain. "I apologize for my behavior Captain, I did not intend to upset or anger you. I hope you can forgive me." Jim smiled slightly, and crossed his arms.
"It's ok Spock. I know it's mainly Uhura who is causing the trouble, but, a bit of advice- Human girls can have a grudge on ex-boy friends. So if I were you I would back off for a couple of months." Jim shook his head. "Women," Bones muttered. "Who knows what goes on in their heads" Spock nodded in agreement. "Thank you Captain. I will take this into consideration."
"Right everyone, set phasers to stun, though I hope we won't kneed to use them. If any of us get split up, meet here. Bones, bring all the medical kit you can, and try not to leave anything behind. Spock, if any of this gets too much for-" Spock interrupted with a sad voice." Don't worry Captain, although this planet's unfortunate happenings remind me of Volcan, I will be fine. You have no kneed to worry."
"All the same, if it gets too much, just let me know, and you can go strait back." Jim smiled kindly before opening the door and stepping out. He basked in the golden light that surrounded him, and breathed out deeply. The vegetation on this planet was a mixture of greens and golds, giving a glowing effect to everything the planets sun touched. Spock stepped out a minute later, joining the Captain in his admiration. Bones shuffled out next, grumbling something about being a doctor not a packhorse.
Spock walked over to a tree and picked of a leaf. He held it up to the sun, and marveled at its radiant colors, shimmering in the light. He then pocketed it for later and watched as his human friend ran his hands over the bark of a willow tree and smiled in amazement. The human inside him yearned it be able to smile with him, to be able to express his feelings too, rather then bury them deep. But the Volcan inside refused
it, and kicked the human part of him back down to his heart, where it had been forever sentenced. Spock walked over to Jim and nodded towards bones, who was standing with his arms crossed, obviously annoyed at the two.
"Fine, I'm coming, I'm coming." Jim mumbled. Spock followed, still looking around in wonder.
It took a while to reach the co-ordinates the distress signal had broadcasted from. They trekked over hills, through forests, and demolished villages. All the time McCoy seemed to be in an eternal grump, mumbling something about a peaceful life on Earth. Jim kept giggling, as he could hear every word that was uttered from his Doctors lips, while Spock simply tuned out and focused at this beautiful planet.
However, when they did arrive, the three men could only stare.
Shattered glass was everywhere, littering the floor like freshly fallen snow. Bricks lay tossed on the ground, cracked and broken. Everywhere half standing buildings somehow still standing with loose cables hanging out, causing the once beautiful street to look like a demolished power station. And the blood. There was blood and bodies everywhere, littering the cobbled streets like road kill. The ground was sticky with that too familiar crimson, some dried, other parts still bright red.
"God almighty..." Bones muttered under his breath, breaking the stealthy silence. Even Spock couldn't contain his emotions, and as for Jim, well he was in shock. "Good lord, this was one hell of a earthquake. How did those other people survive? And, and..." Jim stuttered, jaw still dropped. He looked across at his friends, and they just stared back at him sadly. "Captain, I believe we should find the survivors as quick as possible, they might not have long." Spock said, and although it would have been undetectable to the normal person, Jim and Bones could tell that he too was greatly effected by this scene. "Yes, yes of course" the Captain stuttered back before adding, "Oh, and Spock call me Jim, not in front of the survivors, but it's ok for now." He smiled as he said this, a fake smile, but who could be happy confronted with this view? "Very well, Jim." Spock replied with some force. "You two, no time for flirting, let's go." Bones smirked, obviously enjoying himself. Spock have a look which was the Volcan equivalent of an eye roll, and Jim playfully punched his doctor on the shoulder, glad to have some reason to smile and laugh. "Oww, that hurt!" Bones giggled as he rubbed his shoulder.
The captain flipped open his communicator and just reassured the Enterprise that was going well, and they were now looking for the survivors. Then, all three men looked at each other, nodded, and proceeded foreword.
The scariest part, Jim thought, was the silence. The stealthy soundless silence, where every step they took echoed around the deserted streets. Jim was worried that it would attract one of these 'mad' survivors, or some other creature feeding on the dead bodies. Luckily though, no such thing had happened, yet.
Spock on the other hand was sad. This planet reminded him so, so much of Volcan, it was heart breaking. Had not Jim and McCoy been there, he would not have been able to walk, but as his friends gave him hope. And as long as they were there, he could carry on.
McCoy was his usual self, in an everlasting grump that was entirely composed of sarcasm, worry and disgust. But, deep down he too was scared, for those he held so dearly to his heart, and although he would never admit it, for Jim. He would always fling himself head first into whatever situation stood before him, and regardless of what anyone else said, battle on through it. The doctor didn't know if luck had got him this far, or if Jim was genuinely aware of what he was doing, but he knew one day whatever kept saving Jim was going to run out, and when that happened, Leonard wanted to be there to pick him up.
Bang! A sudden clatter caught everyone of guard, resulting in all three men, (including Spock) jumping about 8 feet in to the air. Bones let out a girlish scream, then instinctively raced in front of his Captain and held out his phaser, one hand on Spock's shoulder. Jim also screamed, (it was more manly), but was glad for Bonse's protectiveness. Spock however, didn't scream, and simply raised an eyebrow at his friends, despite their situation. "What the fuck was that?" Bones muttered, keeping his voice low and his arm around Jim. "Dunno, but stay in this position, and set phasers to stun." Jim replied under his breath. Suddenly a bullet wizzed past the doctors face, who only just missed it thanks to Spock's incredible reflexes. He landed lopsided in Spock's arms, before being engulfed in a hug by Jim. "God almighty." Bones breathed, hugging back, for the first time. "I advise that we run Jim," Spock stated as if it were nothing out of the ordinary. Bones, (suddenly realizing that he was in fact hugging Jim Kirk,) squirmed his way out of his Captains arms and broke into a sprint. The other two men soon followed, Jim grasping his two friends hands and pulling them along at his increasingly accelerating speed. He was fast, faster then average, and Bones, (who, let's face it, barely left sickbay) was having trouble keeping up. Shots were fired at them constantly, hitting off and splintering old beams of wood and rock. "Stop shooting you asshole!" Bones yelled over his shoulder, clearly getting tired already. The sniper, however, did not stop, fuelled by his anger of the doctors remark. Kirk and Spock however, kept running, and between the two of them, dragged Bones behind them, refusing to let him go. The two shared a breathless look at the doctor, and Spock found it hard not to cry. This reminded of him of when he saved Volcans Ambassadors, but failed to rescue his mother. No! This wasn't going to happen again. He would be damned if he didn't bring home his precious Captain and doctor safely. So he kept going, proud to be protecting his friends.
After about a quarter of an hour the sniper had appeared to have grown tired, and had ceased to follow them. The three men however had kept going, until they had put a good two miles between themselves and the sniper. It had been one hell of a run, and no longer fuelled with adrenalin, McCoy collapsed on the floor, in between manic laughs. Kirk put his hands on his knees and breathed out deeply, his face flushed brighter than a beetroot. "What the hell was that?" He gasped, then he too fell to the ground, chest heaving in and out. Spock looked down affectionately at his very much alive, and breathing friends. He had kept them alive! He put his hands on his hips, and gave a proud smile, pleased at himself. But now for the real question- who had been shooting at them? So much for a pleasurable, fun rescue trip to Indercite. Mind, was there ever such a thing in The Federation?