Jim and Spock were peacefully playing their fifth game of chess when the door swished open. Neither glanced up, assuming Bones was coming in to check on the Captain. At least, until a phaser blast grazed Jim's nose. Spock was on his feet a second later, guarding the Captain.

From what he could see when he leaned around the half-Vulcan, there were four men in a mixture of brown and black leathers. A metallic white shirt was worn beneath each man's blue or brown vest that was adorn with a miscellaneous amount of buttons and cheap metal circlets and mid-thigh length coats of brown or black leather with flared collars, pirate cuffs, and buttons that lined the middle. Jeans or slacks were worn and tucked into shiny mid-calf boots.

"Guarding him will do no good, Commander. We will just shoot throw you." A woman stepped through the group. She had thick black hair that curled at the end and swayed around her attractive waist, deep brown eyes above high cheek bones, and a complexion tinged with green. She wore the same type of shirt beneath her red vest. The vest had small, intricate designs in silver and emphasized her bosom. The woman's coat went to her claves and was split at her knees, the main color black with blue cuffs with the same design as her vest. Her well-muscled legs were displayed by tight, brown pants of a material he was unfamiliar with. Her boots were heeled but not unbelievably like most female shoes and rested on her knees. It took Jim a moment to realize her accent was not Vulcan, but Romulan.

"You will not harm him." Spock… growled? Jim blinked, looking up at the tense man in surprise.

"My, my, is he your T'hy'la, cousin?" The woman asked, her voiced laced with malice and teasing.

"We are not of relation." Spock stated.

"What's your name?" Jim blurted. The nearest of Spock's fingers flinched and Jim knew he'd sighed internally. The Romulan wasn't nearly as graceful. Her eyes raced to him and her lips parted for surprise.

She recovered as she took a step toward him, Spock tensing and moving to block her line of sight. She smiled, "Trying to flirt, Captain Kirk?"

"No, just wanna know why a Romulan'd bother with me if they're not Nero." Jim shrugged.

"My name is No'Teil, and you have no need for the knowledge of why I desire your death. You will find out when it is done." Her smile grew and she tilted her head to the side, "Good-bye Captain Kirk, Commander Spock."

Two of the men sprang to action before their co-workers. The first charged Spock, the second heading toward Jim. The half-Vulcan grabbed the shirt of the first and flung him into the second, the two men slamming hard into the wall perpendicular to Jim's biobed. Jim watched the attack with wide eyes.

The third came up from behind Spock and slammed an elbow into his shoulder blade. His First Officer growled, turning his torso just enough to grab the current attacker and shove the man's head into the tile floor, face first. A sickening crack echoed in the room as the fourth man swept Spock's feet from under him.

Spock fell, hands meeting the ground. He kiltered the momentum toward his hands which caused his feet to move in an arc back to the ground. He stood up with his back facing the fourth pirate. The combatant charged. Jim's eyes flicked between them. When the fourth man was an inch away from the half-Vulcan, Spock merely stepped out of the way. The fourth pirate ran straight into the wall and knocked himself out.

Spock turned to No'Teil, a brow raised.

No'Teil smiled, "He /will/ be mine."

"Fa' Nash-veh tevakh dungi ak'kup." Spock stated.

"Fine by me, cousin." Within a split second, No'Teil had kicked at Spock, who'd grabbed it to stop that assault.

Spock flipped her. She landed with a groan upon the ground.

She kicked him in the face, which caused him to fall to the ground. No'Teil slammed her foot into his stomach, a grunt of air escaped Spock, and stood with one foot on his chest. She leaned down to whisper at him, "Nhraianna hwiiy emael, Arhem ecurai, rian, diam arhem koai hel."

"Spock!" Jim cried out.

Spock looked up at Jim and let out his Captain's name before No'Teil slammed her foot into the half-Vulcan's chest. Jim found himself let out a heart wrenching sob as he heard a sharp snap from his friend's chest.


Author's Note:

I hope you enjoy, especially my lovely pirates! Please fav &/or comment! And if you can correct me on Romulan or Vulcan, feel free, please, I would like to learn!

Translations:
Vulcan - English
Fa' Nash-veh tevakh dungi ak'kup. - I shall meet death before. [was going to be "Over my dead body" but that didn't seem very Spock-like.]

Romulan - English
Nhraianna hwiiy emael, Arhem ecurai, rian, diam arhem koai hel. - I hope you are not bonded, cousin, I really need to get things from him.

Disclaimer! I do not own Star Trek or the characters(minus the pirates)!