Author's note and disclaimer: So I forgot the disclaimer part at the beginning of last chapter. My bad. Well, here is two chapters worth of disclaimers: I do not own Star Trek, though I would like to, I do not make any profit off of these stories, and although I own the idea of the story, that is all. Thanks. And yes, the story is about to take a much darker twist. Sorry. Its not all fluffy and stuff. Also, thank you for the people who have decided to follow this story. It was one that would not let go of me after watching the episode, and I am happy to see that I have at least gained enough interest to justify following a story. There might be a third part, or a sequel, depending on how people react to this. PLEASE please please, read and review.
Sometimes the Windows are Dirty
Spock had found the antidote, and was looking in dismay at McCoy. "We need the computers aboard the Enterprise in order to accurately test this formula." He said absently, watching the red formula bubble in its beaker. He knew of course, that the formula was correct, and even had a suspicion what dosage would be needed. But he was not going to say anything until he found out for sure what the captain had been up to with Miri. He was surprised to find that he liked the girl's spirit, and did not want anything bad to happen to her. Frowning he glanced at the sun and calculated the time. "The captain should be back by now. Stay here McCoy, I am going to check on him." Spock's long legged stride carried him swiftly out of the building and into the street where he paused, glancing in both directions.
Kirk was more annoyed than he had even been with his First Officer. All James Kirk wanted was a half hour alone with the girl Miri, and Spock was doing everything possible to stop that. The worst part was that he HAD needed Janice Rand's help with the communicators, so he could not even logically reprimand Spock when they got back to the lab. He grumbled under his breath about pointy-earred bastards as he dropped one of the communicators. Well that one is Spock's from now on. I am tired of his interfering. Kirk stopped abruptly at seeing Spock striding towards him and thought as quickly as only he could. "Yeoman, take these communicators back to Spock and get working on a solution. I am going to take Miri and scout for more children."
Spock watched as all of the communicators were transferred into Rand's hands with narrowed eyes. While the plan was to keep Rand near the girl Miri, he now had no reasonable excuse to protect her. He exhaled sharply and vowed to only give the captain fifteen minutes before he would seek the pair out. "Yeoman, hurry. We must get this dosage tested." He gestured her into the building and stopped by McCoy. "Doctor, I fear the captain is up to his old tricks again." He said carefully, trying to gauge McCoy's response carefully. He set the communicators down next to the antidote and tipped his head to the side.
"He's out of control dammit." McCoy paced and then glanced at Spock questioningly. "How do you propose to stop this sort of nonsense? We can't just kill him! It would be too suspicious." He stopped suddenly as Spock merely lifted an eyebrow then tipped his head to indicate the beaker. "What are you thinking?" McCoy asked narrowly, crossing his arms. He waved Yeoman Rand into the other room before settling on a corner of the table near Spock.
Spock huffed out a breath in irritation. "I am suggesting, Doctor, that we as scientists have numerous means at our disposal of ridding the Empire of one perverted Starship Captain." Spock picked up a vial of a previous concoction of antidote. "All we have to do is give him a beaker full of death. You, the Yeoman, and I will of course argue that we should be the ones tested on. You know how the Captain is, he will insist on getting the cure first." Spock poured the vial he was holding into a mix with a small amount of the red antidote. "We will convince him that this is the cure. It is not, it is mixed with a poison that is known to Starfleet as being a cure to other viruses." Spock swished the mixture around until it turned blue.
"A beaker full of death…" McCoy trailed off in thought as he watched Spock prepare a hypo of the blue mixture. "That would work. Only the two of us would ever know what really happened. The whole Empire knows how tenacious Jim Kirk can be." Lowering his voice even farther, McCoy looked in the direction he had sent Rand. "The Yeoman can't know." He said simply.
Spock inclined his head in agreement and put the hypo on the table. "I am going to find the Captain." Spock strode out of the building and into the street. Buildings surrounded him, and he eyed them all in turn, wondering which one the Captain would choose. When his gaze settled on a toy shop with dirty windows, he knew immediately. He crept up to the window, and glanced inside, then jerked back in revulsion from what he was seeing.
James Kirk was finally about to get what he wanted. He had lost precious time in luring Miri into the toy shop, and was sure that he had only a few moments before Spock or that pesky Yeoman Rand burst in on him. Why do I even keep her around? She's not that great, and she knows too much. Maybe I should arrange for her to die down here. Can't off Spock though, that would be too much if they both died on this planet. I'll have to figure something out for him. Kirk grabbed Miri and forced her into a chair. "You cooperate and nothing bad will happen to you." He growled harshly, barely able to contain himself.
Spock opened the door quickly, making sure to sound overly excited. "Captain! We found it." He was counting on Kirk's overwhelming narcissistic traits being more important to him than sexual needs. He had wagered correctly. Kirk stopped what he had been about to do and eyed Spock. "Okay, I'll take the first hypo." Kirk said as he hurried out of the building, leaving Miri in the chair frozen and terrified. Spock reached a hand out for her. "It is okay now. You are safe. He cannot harm you." Miri launched herself into Spock, catching the Vulcan off guard.
"He was acting crazy Mister Spock" Miri sobbed as she held onto Spock. Spock felt uncomfortable with the contact, but let her hold onto him. She would need the kind of support that he could not offer her, but he knew somebody who could. "Miri, I need you to understand what I am saying. You need to stay out of that building for approzimately fifteen minutes. Can you do that? No matter what happens, fifteen minutes." Spock wasn't sure she knew what minutes were, but after getting her hesitant nod he jogged over to the building that Kirk had just run into.
He got there in time to see McCoy show Kirk the hype with the blue mix. "That's the cure?" Kirk was oddly suspicious. "I thought the solution was red." He tipped a head towards the beaker full of red antidote that was sitting on the table still. "Why is the stuff in the hypo blue?"
Spock cut off any reply that McCoy might have blustered. "We have checked the antidote through the Enterprise's computers, sir." He was counting on Kirk trusting him, which was very slight and very rare, but a fledgling trust did exist between the two of them. Kirk shot Spock a quick glance, then shrugged and turned back to McCoy and held out his arm, indicating that he would take the hypo. Spock held his breath slightly, aware that any noise he made would tip Kirk off. He watched the hypo empty and glanced at McCoy. "How are you feeling, Captain?"
Kirk glanced at Spock, then suddenly hit the ground on his knees, gasping and clawing at his neck, where the veins were sticking out and filled with that blue solution. "SPOCK" he screamed, as the solution went through to his brain and began to shut his brain functions down. His body went into seizures, and as his eyes met Spock's he suddenly knew he had been murdered. Through his dying spasms, James Kirk laughed at the absurdity. "Well… played….Mister Spock"he groaned then the last breath went out of his body and he hit the floor.
Spock released the breath he had been holding then threw the hypo that had held the blue liquid onto a nearby table. "Doctor, you are witness to the death of the Captain. He died when a hypo filled with what was the proposed cure to whatever the ailment we are currently suffering was miscalculated." Spock knelt next to Kirk's body and closed the wide open eyes. "Doctor, I must now assume command of the ISS Enterprise. Will you witness the change of command?" McCoy's stiff nod was all that was needed. Spock let out one explosive breath of air that he hadn't realized he was holding. "Then let us use the antidote."
McCoy hesitated only for a minute, then said softly "yes sir… Captain Spock." He bowed his head in respect then saluted, thumping his chest with his hand and extending it away from his body. He filled the hypo with the red antidote and with trembling hands injected Spock. After injecting everyone in the room, he gestured Miri into the room. "Captain, you want this girl injected as well?"
Spock slashed one look at her. "She will be coming back to the Enterprise with us, Doctor. She is my new servant." Miri ran into the room and hugged Spock, then held her arm out to the Doctor.