A/N: this is such a good song… I wasn't certain how to put it to story though. I didn't cry through this though I find it angst-ridden.
…So I'm a horrible person. I've had this on my computer for a while… Meant to update a long time ago.
So sorry. I really am.
I get distracted with my other things sometimes.
This is actually quite embarrassing.
Disclaimer/Warning: Not mine… And no warnings, it's just a bit of angst.
I'm Nobody's Baby
Spock's heart had felt like it stuttered to a stop when he saw and realized Jaime Tabitha Kirk, the woman who'd wormed her way into his heart as his best friend, his captain, his family, was dying of radiation, alone without anyone to comfort her physically. He'd wanted to break that glass separating them. Her weary, pain filled gaze was the only thing that stopped him, as well as the broken wheeze her beautiful voice had turned into. The precious words had slipped from those pale lips and he held onto each one with a desperation that was certainly un-Vulcan, listening to her proclamation that he would always be her friend opening a needing gulf in his katra similar to his mother's loss but different in ways words could not describe.
The ensuring rage of her loss afterwards had been all eclipsing. The only words from Nyota that Jaime might be saved stilled him from ripping Khan to pieces like the feral instincts in him demanded.
The blood transfusion made him both illogically angry that any part of Khan was entering this wonderful woman, as well as thankful that the monster was useful for something. He even took perverse pleasure in the fact Khan was being 'put on ice'.
Even now two weeks after her recovery, latent feelings of terror and inconsolable grief struck him. It led to him following her around like a shadow, though he took strides so that she did not know of her silent protector and his stealthy observations.
It was probably why he heard her heartrending, softly voiced song while staring at a hologram of Christopher Pike.
"I'm nobody's baby,
I wonder why
Each night and day I pray the Lord up above
Please send me down somebody to love
But nobody wants me
I'm blue somehow
Won't someone hear my plea and take a chance with me
Because I'm nobody's baby now
Nobody's baby
And I've got to know the reason why
Last week I was walking down the street and met a boy and I said
"Hey! Maybe I was meant for you"
But he only shook his head and said "Goodbye"
He kept on walking down the avenue
Nobody wants me
I'm mighty blue somehow
Won't someone hear my plea and take a chance with me
Because I'm nobody's baby now~"
She choked on a sob and crumbled into a heap onto the floor, the hologram pressed against her chest as she suddenly thumped an angry fist against the wall. It was a weak smack, belying her recovering health and over emotional state.
He shifted uneasily, and as the soft weeping continued he finally strode forward, stopping to stand behind her. She made no motion to look at him, though they both recognized she knew he was there.
"Yes?" She said, her voice trembling.
"Captain," Spock spoke, "May I be of assistance?" The curly blond hair, cropped to just below her chin shifted as her head tipped up and red-rimmed bright blue eyes stared up at him. A shaky smile formed on her lips.
"Wanna get somethin' to eat and play a round of chess?" She asked, silently asking not to be left alone.
"That sounds like an acceptable way of spending time together." He replied, silently answering her request. The tremulous smile smoothed out and she got to her feet, and if his hand steadied her ever so gently with a soft grip on her elbow, well, he at least didn't let it linger overlong.
At least that's what he told himself later.
A/N:
Written: 10/20/13
Length: 592 words
Song: "I'm Nobody's Baby" sung by Ruth Etting
(There's a really amazing version of this song sung by Judy Garland by the way.)
Posted: 1/10/2014