A/N: By the way, the Nyota's ex-boyfriend is Spock. Spock is the only one who said 'you can't cheat death' to James T. Kirk in the first film. I thought it was obvious but I'm sorry for the confusion anyway. Here's chapter two and I think I'm just gonna set up the new place and life for the two of them.


Word Count: 3, 305

Rating: M for sexual content


Chapter 2

James followed Nyota into the house after she easily unlocked the front door. The inside smelt like roses and vanilla. James took his time to deeply inhale the scent before realizing Nyota was speaking.

"This is the front room." Nyota says, gesturing to the room around them. The front room was filled with lavish rugs and furniture. James couldn't help but gape at the large room, uncaring of Nyota's faint laughter at his reaction. "You like it?"

"Like it? No, I love it. Come on, I wanna see more!" Nyota laughs and waves him into the next room which was the even fancier living room.

After that came the winding staircase, dining room, and kitchen. Down the hall was one of the master bathrooms and laundry room. "Wanna go upstairs?" Jim turned his wide eyed stare toward her with a goofy smile on his face. "Are you kidding? Of course I do!" Jim beat her to the stairs, racing up them at a record pace with a giggling Nyota following him.

"Okay well, down this hall is the grand master bathroom, and the bedrooms. There's about fifteen bedrooms by the way, we've never had all of them filled before. And the bedrooms have their own bathrooms in them. I'll show you the rest of the house tomorrow. I only showed you about half."

Jim gaped at her, "half? You only showed me half?"

"Haha, yeah; you're a small town country boy aren't you?" Jim bobbed his head up and down, looking around the bathroom. "Yeah…pretty much. Iowa is all I've ever known." Jim runs down the hall to a bright pink bedroom.

"This, is my room, if you haven't guessed." Nyota answers his unspoken question, leaning against the door frame as he stood in the middle of the room, taking it all in.

"Come on, I'll show you your room, it's right across from mine."

Nyota shows him his room, it's painted a sky blue and Jim gapes at it, walking in and flopping himself onto the matching comforter. "I love it."

"It matches your eyes." Jim waggles his eyebrows seductively and Nyota throws her head back, laughing. Jim suddenly pulls off his regulation boots and waves her over before jumping on the bed like an excited child. "Come on! When's the last time you jumped on a bed, huh?"

Nyota shakes her head before tugging off her black boots and leaping on the bed with her Captain.

She can tell Jim is surprised that she actually joined him, but he doesn't stop bouncing, smiling at her. They laugh joyfully like children and in this moment Nyota forgets that she's in a house that belonged to people no longer here.

Jim looks at his pretty Lieutenant as she laughs and looks down at the bed. Her brown eyes are twinkling, eyes crinkled in a smile, dark ebony hair falling out of her ponytail and bouncing around her shoulders. Kirk laughs before grabbing Nyota's waist and slamming her to the bed, tickling her sides mercilessly.

Nyota laughs even harder, tears springing to her eyes as she curls into a ball away from Jim, trying to get him to stop. "Stop, stop! Jim, I can't breathe!"

"Haha!" Jim finally stops, rolling her over to pin her to the bed with his body. They stare at each other, both of them catching their breath before Nyota leans forward and kisses him hungrily. Jim quickly reacts, holding her waist and pressing their hips together.

They kiss for long, drawn out minutes, both of them breathing through their noses. Jim is determined to only let it go this far, no penetration. Nyota locks her legs around him, pulling her Captain impossibly closer. They kiss for a few more minutes before Jim shakes his head, breaking the kiss and sitting up to look at his pretty Lieutenant.

"I can't do this. We shouldn't be acting sexually together and I cannot bring myself to sleep with a member of my crew."

"So what you're saying is, as long as you are here with me – we will never sleep together?" Jim nods slowly, trying to adjust himself to where his erection doesn't show so much.

"But you want to sleep with me, correct?"

Jim is shocked at her words, his eyes widening slightly but he swallows and nods furiously. "Y-yes, v-very much so."

"Then why won't you?"

"Because you are not in the best state and you are grieving. When you're grieving you make bad decisions you will come to regret later. I've had my fair share of that and I don't want any part of it now." Nyota nods, looking slightly impressed. "You really have matured since the Academy."

"Thanks, so you only showed me half of the house?"

"Oh, that," she waves a hand, "I'll show you tomorrow." Jim pouts and crosses his arms. "But I wanna see the rest of the house." Jim whines and Nyota rolls her eyes before walking out of the room. Jim eagerly follows as she leads the way.

Nyota makes her way to one of her most favored rooms. She smiles when she hears Jim's gasps at the sight. The floor is paneled glass, looking down at one of their many courtyards. Jim goes to his hands and knees, looking down at all the beautiful exotic flowers, bushes, and luscious green grass.

"You like it?" Jim laughs, spreading his fingers on the glass. "How many times do I gotta tell you? I love it!" He turns to look up at her. "Got any other rooms like this?"

"You bet, come on. This room is my favorite out of all of them."

Jim is excited to see which one it is and follows her down the hall. Her Captain gasps again at where they are. The floor is once again paneled glass, this time looking over a large indoor pool, taking up the entire room below. Actually, the whole room is glass. There's a skylight that let's in the moonlight.

Nyota opens it with the controls by the door and lies down on the cold floor. "Lay down with me." Jim shrugs and lies down next to her. "Why are we doing this?"

"The blue water glows around us, that's why. I used to come here every night when I was a little girl. The blue made me feel safe." Nyota tries not to think about how blue Jim's eyes are, how they also make her feel safe. She swallows a gasp as she looks at him to see that his eyes are as blue as the glow around them.

"What time is it?" Jim looks at his wristwatch. "It's nine o'clock. Show me more of the house."

Nyota shows him all of the indoor courtyards, pool, the man cave and other bedrooms. "Hey, what's this room?" Jim stops, jabbing a thumb toward the closed door Nyota passed on the hall. Jim sees the obvious tremble that goes through Nyota as she looks at the mysterious door.

"It's my father's study. He used to spend all his time in there and I just know it smells like him so…we're not going in there. And you're not allowed to go in there either, understand?" Jim nods slowly but firmly.

"I completely understand; I'll do anything you want. This is your home."

"Good…hopefully before we return to the Enterprise I will be able to go inside there without crying."

"I'll help the best I can."

"Thank you, I appreciate it." Nyota yawns and Jim laughs. "Looks like it's getting late; wanna go to bed?"

"Yeah."

"I'll walk you to your room, malady." Nyota laughs and takes his arm as he leads them up the stairs and to her bedroom. Jim lets her climb under the blankets before tucking her in and sitting on the side of the bed. He pats her thigh lightly and smiles.

"Wanna hear a story?"

Nyota laughs and shrugs. "Sure."

"Once upon a time, way, way back. There's a twelve years old boy living in Riverside, Iowa with his awful stepfather. The stepfather tells him to wash his deceased father's car after his older brother, Sam, runs away. The boy washes the car until it sparkles like diamonds and then gets a crazy idea. He shoves the key into the car's ignition and drives it down the dirt road at 100 mph. The stupid cops come up to him, asking him to pull over immediately."

"Does he listen?" Jim shakes his head at Nyota. "Of course not, he pops off the hood and speeds the car into the ravine. Don't worry though, he hops out of the car before it sails over the edge like the most beautiful metallic bird he's ever seen. This is the day the boy finally became himself."

Nyota nods, thinking about the story before she decides the little boy is Jim. "Is that story about you? The day you became a Kirk?" Jim nods and runs a hand through his hair. "Yep, it's one of my favorite stories to tell. It's the first time I have told you."

"Thanks, I like it very much. But," Nyota's words are interrupted by a big yawn as she stretches her arms over her head, "I better be getting to sleep. You should too." Jim smiles, counting that as the second time she's told him to go to bed.

"I'm gonna start calling you mom if you keep telling me to go to sleep." Nyota laughs and brings up a hand to cup his cheek. Jim blushes when he feels her warm, soft lips pressing lightly against his cheek. She pulls away and smiles at him before Jim feels undeniable warmth in his chest and thinks, fuck it.

Jim leans in and shoves his lips to Nyota's hungrily. Nyota quickly tangles her fingers in his blond hair. Kirk presses forward, pinning her a little to the sea of pillows and holding her waist securingly. Neither of them can deny that this doesn't feel amazing every time they indulge in it. "You feel so good." Jim murmurs into her mouth, stroking her tongue soothingly with his.

Nyota runs a hand down to his back, slipping a hand up his warm regulation shirt. "You do too…" Nyota begins to hum and Jim's groin responds eagerly to the sensations it causes. She feels her Captain's arousal through the comforter and gasps, allowing Jim to slide his tongue in even deeper. Jim's tongue strokes hers and the roof of her mouth, gently sucking on her tongue. Nyota gasps in shock when Jim releases her mouth to suck and lick down her jawline and neck.

Jim carefully slides his hands up her dress before taking her mouth again. When Kirk's fingers reach her panties he stops terrifyingly, realizing that he's gone too far. He yanks his hands away and breaks the kiss.

"Um, I'm s-so, I'm so, so sorry. I went too far and you didn't deserve that."

"Ssshh, Jim, it's okay. Until I say it's gone too far, it hasn't. You just caught me off guard a little bit. But, everything's okay, we just need to stop doing that so much or people are gonna think we're dating. You're just here to help me cope with this but…not like that. I'll see you tomorrow, goodnight Jim."

"G'night." Jim smiles sheepishly before walking out of the room and into his own.

Jim grabs a towel from the bathroom and sits on the bed. Kirk pulls down his regulation pants and briefs, also taking off his golden command shirt.

As Jim tentatively takes his shaft into his hands he groans, rolling his head back to rest on the headboard. Warmth radiates off his member and he feels every pulse that goes through it; he's so hard it's painful.

Thoughts and images of Nyota bombard Kirk's mind as he sets a slow pace of stroking. Kirk tries to keep the fact that they work together and that she is his Lieutenant out of his mind as to not feel the guilt those details would bring on. Kirk moans when he speeds up, now quickly pumping his manhood as he speeds towards completion.

Kirk circles the slit of his head before flicking a thumb over it, shooting him off the edge. Jim bites down hard on his bottom lip, drawing blood, so as not to scream or cry out Nyota's name. Jim's seed shoots out in streams, landing on his torso. Jim grabs the towel and cleans himself before folding it neatly and pushing it under the bed. Jim flops back onto bed, exhausted from his orgasm and quickly falls asleep.

Across the hall, Nyota hugs the blankets tight to her chest, trying to deny and ignore the wetness between her legs. She pulls off her uniform and cleans herself before changing into a comfortable silk nightgown.

Nyota climbs back into bed and switches off the lamp, falling asleep as soon as her head hits the pillow.

While she sleeps, sickening thoughts haunt her. A horror takes place behind Nyota's eyes. She sees her father and mother, screaming in pain and agony as fire engulfs them in a house that is not their own. Uhura hears another scream in the distance and knows it is her own though she was not there when the fire occurred. She is completely helpless, all Uhura can do is watch as they burn to death in front of her, turning from the living to the charred.

The scene repeats itself over and over until she just can't take it any longer. Nyota wakes up with a gasp in the middle of the night, looking around her dark room. She drags her blanket out of the room and down the hall.

Nyota makes herself a cup of hot chocolate and walks to her favorite room, letting the blue glow encase her. Uhura closes her eyes and sighs. Her shaking hands pull the blanket tighter around her body against the cold floor.

Nyota's mind strays to thoughts of her Captain and how his night is going; she hopes it is well, at least better than her own. Nyota does not go back to sleep, instead she just cries softly and dances.

Nyota would always dance with her father. If only he was here now. Another warm tear rolls down her cheek as she twirls gracefully on her toe. Uhura bends over, her hands touching the cool glass of the floor and letting a tear drip onto it as she flips back onto her feet; she fails to notice when the doors slide open the Captain.

Kirk woke up shortly after she did. Jim watches her as she gracefully dances underneath the moonlight and stars, blue water shimmering beneath her.

Jim finally gets enough courage to join, walking over and laying one hand over her waist, the other grabbing her hand. They sway together before Jim spins her and pulls her back just as quickly. Nyota smiles at him weakly through her tears before spinning away again.

Jim rubs his hands together, reassuring himself of his strength before Nyota smoothly runs back to him and he lifts her. Nyota's hands plant themselves on his broad shoulders, her ebony hair like curtains around her face as she looks down at him. Kirk spins them around before slowly lowering her back to the ground, his hands bunching up her nightgown a little bit.

"Why are you out here so late?" Nyota shrugs.

"Couldn't sleep." Uhura decides not to tell Jim about the nightmares, he doesn't need to worry. Uhura can handle them by herself, right? "What about you?"

Jim shrugs, "I don't know why I'm up. I usually sleep all through the night after I close my eyes." Nyota sits back down on her blanket and Jim follows. "Is that hot chocolate?" Nyota nods in answer. "Are you going to finish it?"

"No, you can have it." She had only drunk about two sips from it anyway, it was growing cold. Jim reaches out for the white mug and takes a quick sip. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, why do you ask?"

"Well your parents…and all…and tomorrow you have to start planning for the funeral."

"I know. Will you help me?" Nyota's scared he will say no, as if it is not his place. She stares into his light blue eyes and they widen. "Of course, I thought you already knew that. I said I'll help the best I can, so I will."

"Thank you, again… You were so nice to actually come here with me. I mean how many Captain's would actually accept their Lieutenant's request for them on much needed shore leave?"

"Not many I guess." Jim blushes, at being complimented on his Captaincy. He takes another gulp of coffee. "You're a really good Captain, Jim. Better than Spock and dare I even say Pike. You are so human you're like the soul of the ship."

"Oh, stop it, you're gonna make me blush."

"You already are. Do you blush when people compliment you on your Captaincy?" Jim looks around before nodding sheepishly.

"Jim, you are the youngest Captain in Starfleet. Ha, not just that, but you're the Captain of their flagship. That's a major accomplishment for you, for anyone really. I never thought that being on a Starship in the middle of space would be so fun…but you make it fun. You always joke on the bridge, you don't like it being serious, and you make everyone call you Jim instead of Captain. I…love serving under you and I will be eternally loyal."

Jim clears his throat and blinks his tears back, his sight becoming blurry. "Thank you, Nyota." He shuffles forward and wraps his arms around her, kissing her cheek and then pulling back. "Hey, first time we did that with no make out session afterwards.

"Yeah…um, about that…"

"We need to talk don't we?" Nyota nods. "I don't think it's a good idea for us to get involved romantically right now. I need you to be my rock and if you leave me after we return to the Enterprise, I don't know what will happen." Jim takes her hand and Nyota gasps at the unexpected contact. Her brown eyes look up to his orbs of blue.

"I would be a fool to leave you," he shrugs, "if, I ever got the chance to be with you." Nyota smiles and surprises him with a passionate kiss. Uhura has wanted to kiss him ever since he walked in the room and had the courage to dance with her. Spock found such things illogical.

Jim strokes his tongue against Nyota's, carefully and tentatively lifting her small body into his arms and grabbing her blanket.

Kirk carries her back to her room and lays her down. Their lips break part for a few seconds before Nyota fists his undershirt and pulls him down to rest on top of her. Jim teases a smile into the kiss before complying. Jim finally frees himself of Nyota's lips, laughing at her pouting expression before gently kissing her once on the lips and then on the forehead.

"Goodnight…again. I'll see you in the morning, okay?"

"Okay."

"Sweet dreams." And with that Jim walks out of the room and back to his own bedroom. Nyota sighs and curls into a ball on her side. There will be no such things as sweet dreams tonight.


TBC