Wowza everyone! You make me want to tear up and cry! :D I've never received 10 reviews in 12 hours before! :D Ok, I'm definitely continuing this, heheh. But to set some things straight.
I know you must be curious about the girl's past, which is revealed throughout the story :)
No worries, Kirk is stuck with her ….ok worry, 'because he's not quite a good Father figure, but that's what makes it interesting! :D
Don't own Star Trek…..but I'm working on it ;)
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Kirk sighed and leant heavily on the counter top, he was exhausted, kept up all night by nightmares of his revoked license and leaving the kid with Bones again. He was also feeling quite guilty, he'd talked about the poor girl like she wasn't even there, her mom just died and he's been treating her like a pest. James growled at himself and had to restrain the thoughts of banging his head hard on the counter top.
"Have you read the label on these pills Jim?" McCoy strolled into the small kitchen, bottle of medication in hand; he had a confused yet intrigued look on his face as he peered at the label.
"No, what's it say?" Jim approached his friend and tried to read the label as well but McCoy was in the way.
"Hey move your fat head."
"Like hell you'll even know what it means." Kirk squinted at the large words on the bottles label before shrugging and turning the other way.
"Yeah yeah." He waved his hand dismissively at Bones. "Let's pretend I don't know what it says, and translate it for me." McCoy rolled his eyes and set the container on the counter top.
"It's some sort of suppressant Jim." His tone was serious and James turned back to him.
"What do you mean?" McCoy sighed and rubbed his temples.
"It's suppressing something, hell if I know what. It could be anything from suicidal thoughts to plain old emotions." James sat beside his friend and gazed at the small bottle of pills.
"Can you figure out what?"
"Sure once I'm back in med bay on the ship."
"Damn."
McCoy shrugged and stood,
"It's not like it's killing her Jim, the meds are helping her and she needs them apparently, you can live another few weeks without knowing can't you."
Jim Kirk stood up as well, a thoughtful expression on his face.
"Uh, why don't we just ask her what they're for?"
Silence.
McCoy rolled his eyes again.
"Idiot. Where is she?" Kirk scratched the back of his head, slightly embarrassed he hadn't thought of his idea sooner.
"Uh, in the sitting room, she camped out on the couch." McCoy disappeared around the corner and into the next room.
"Jim?" He called out, James approached the corner.
"Yeah?"
"Err, she's not here."
James rushed the last few steps into the sitting room and what a sad sight he saw. The blanket she'd been using was neatly folded and placed at the end of the couch, the pillow on top of it, not to mention all of McCoy's bottles were straightened out as well, and the coffee table was even clean.
James dragged his hands down his face. "This is insane!"
"You're telling me." McCoy agreed, mistaking his friend's words.
"The kids a freaking neat freak!" Kirk added and McCoy smacked him upside the head.
"Ow! What was that for?!" Kirk demanded, rubbing the sore spot.
"Dammit man, your kid's missing and you're worried about how clean she left our apartment!" James pouted.
"Well, you didn't have to hit me."
McCoy stormed towards the bathroom, looked in saw nothing of interest and slammed the door.
"She's definitely not in the apartment." He growled, clearly annoyed at both the girl and Kirk.
"She'll show up." Kirk smiled another devilishly handsome smile and McCoy steamed.
"Jim, your fucking kid is out there!" He pointed at the door, his face red with rage and frustration. "And you're just going to sit here and wait for her to come back?! What if she doesn't? Then you can kiss your ass and captain's license goodbye! Dammit this is San Francisco Jim, there's weirdos out there who'd love to get their hands on a little girl!" James Kirk was shrinking against the wall and looking quite pale at this revelation.
"Like how old is she? 10?!" McCoy continued.
"Eight," Jim squeaked "She's eight." McCoy fumed some more but was clearly calmer after his rant.
"Great this is just great. "
"We've got to go find her Bones." James had a desperate tone in his voice.
"Wait we? No Jim there is no 'we' it's you. You and your stupid ass drinking and sleeping with stupid ass woman. Like hell, I drink sure, but I stay well away from those she-devils while I'm at it." Kirk's eyes grew wide and childish. It looked like someone had stolen his puppy.
"Please Bones," He pleaded, "I-I can't do this without you." Bones glared at his friend for a minute but his expression soon softened.
"I'm too damn soft." McCoy grumbled and headed towards the door, which whooshed open. "C'mon then Jim, let's find your damn kid."
Jim's expression instantly brightened and he followed his friend.
"You know," McCoy started as they marched down the sidewalk, "If you keep this out you'll not only be the youngest and most stupid captain ever, but the most irresponsible as we-"McCoy stopped talking and walking, frozen in place in the middle of the sidewalk. James Kirk crashed into him.
"Ow, what's the holdup you find her?"
"Oh, we've found her alright." McCoy groaned and Kirk stuck his head out around the doctor to see the second sad sight of his day.
Eve was standing 20 feet ahead of them, healthy unharmed and not alone. She was in fact, in a conversation with the only other half Vulcan they knew.
"Damn it's Spock."
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YAY! There you go, sorry about the swearing, but I find it in character :P
Please keep reviewing! :D
