What No One Saw

Rating: T

Everyone saw The Enterprise crew go around Pike's casket. They were all there, in uniform. Spock was behind Kirk, Uhura next to him, and Chekov, Sulu and a few others surrounding . the procession was something out of a ghost movie; no one could say a thing, everyone sobbed.

Kirk's mood was all over the place. If one was sitting behind the Captain, fully decorated with Pike's pin too, he was listless. He would fidget, and put his head on Spock's shoulder, then switch to McCoy's shoulder. Once in a while he would sob and Spock would wrap his arms around him.

"Shhh, shhhh," Spock murmured into his ear. Uhura held his hand from Spock's other side too.

"Its alright… He loved you, Jim. He loved you so, so much…" Bones held his arm, and rubbed the back of his head gently.

At the end, he leaned over and whispered in Bones's ear,

"Can I go on now, and say something to Captain Pike?" he sounded like a little boy who'd been crying for days. Bones put an arm around him, and pulled him close, shushing him gently.

"Sure, at the end Spock and Admiral C thought it'd be nice if the crew went up, and thanked everyone and said goodbye, you can definitely do it then," Bones did his best to smile.

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Kirk approached the mic, Spock holding him for support. What emotions everyone had were amplified when they saw the captain's beloved student, and in a way his only child and God son completely loose it.

"From…. From… the moment I…" Spock pulled the head closer to him.

"Speak up, Jimmy so they can hear you." Spock whispered, he was shaking from crying, with Spock and Bones holding him up, Chekov's hands were on his shoulders gently.

"He was the best father and Captain in the entire world… and I just… want you guys to know that no one will love him like we do… I love you Captain Pike…" he collapsed into Spock's big arms, the Vulcan engulfing him into a hug. Bones put his arms around him too, and the entire crew just hugged and held one another as they cried.

"We… We would like everyone in the Fleet to know we appreciate the support you have given us for being there for our wonderful Captain, and for being there to help in catching this vicious murderer. Thank you." Spock said to the crowd, he half carried Jim towards the back, and in a group they exited out the side door, and into a waiting shuttle.

"Spock, hold him tight… I cant get it in if he moves…" Bones had the hypo in his hand, and Spock's heart brok at having to do this, but they needed to keep Jim calm.

"OK… OK… Shhhh, that's it… here I come…" Bones whispered, pressing the needle to his neck.

"Bones… Bones…" he tried to pull away but Spock was too strong.

"Shhhh, shhh, easy… its OK, Jimmy, I have to give you this, OK. Shhhh," Bones gently stroked his face with a thumb, trying to sooth him. He hated hurting him like this, it broke his heart.

"Pike…" Jim whimpered a tear slide down Spock's cheek. Bones gently rubbed his forehead, dabbing the sweat away with a wet cloth. The sedative worked, and he snuggled like an infant against Bones's chest, putting his head on his shoulder. He was so comfortable, and warm, he almost forgot Pike was gone. Bones smiled sadly, listening to his friend's breathing, and watching as he cuddled like a puppy into his chest.

"There ya go…." He patted his blond hair soothingly. It was the only way that he could let him know he was safe, no danger, with his friends.

"Shhhhh, just sleep Jimmy, I know the weight of what happened seems insane now, but it will get better…." They arrived back, and Bones had arranged to have Kirk moved to sick bay. He would rather him be safe in something familiar, in his own bed but he also needed to treat him medically.

"There we go…" Spock and the doctor laid him down, and Bones took another reading. Spock gently held his hand, he knew Kirk didn't want to be here, but it couldn't be helped.

"Shhhh, we're here, we have you," Bones gently felt his pulse, as not to scare him; he was too fragile and broken to be set back.

"Spock, keep him calm… I'm gonna have to cath him to monitor his electrolytes until he's better…" the Vulcan nodded, and sits by Jim's side while waiting for Bones.

"Hhhmmmm me…. Slewurp…"

"Shhhh, hush… I am here, I am here with you, Jim. I will always be here…" Spock put his head down and stroked his cheek. He hoped with all the love in the world that his human mind would allow Jim was having some form of pleasant dreams. If any…

"Commander," Spock turned and saw Admiral Marcus and a few other high officers.

"Admiral, please… Can you not see Captain Kirk is in a state of extreme grief." His voice flat, but an anger surged inside the Vulcan he had never experienced.

"I have never seen a Captain so heartbroken…"

"I am aware, Admiral." Spock uses every Vulcan fiber he has to stay calm. He puts a hand on Jim's head, checking his fever.

"He was Pikes only child in a sense," Spock nodded, he laid his hand on Jim's chest, checking his heartbeat.

"Never saw a cadet so heartbroken…" again Spock nodded.

"Then why did everyone find it strange, Captain Pike took the cadet in?" he had never come to Kirk's defense before, and he felt OK doing so. He knew the two were close before he and Jim knew of one another at all.

"Pike has his reasons." Spock didn't press it, he was too emotional over his best friend's condition.

"He is who we all remember commander, never saw a cadet cry over an instructor like that. Never…"

"Thank you for your concern Admirals." Spock turned his attention back to Jim. He fretted over his Captain, cleaning his eyes off, cooling his face with a rag.

"Why were they here," Bones came back in, prepping the catheter.

"You really want the answer to that query, Dr?"

"No… Damn nosy busy bodies…." Spock agreed, they had no right to inquire about such a bond and specially since Pike had to fight to keep Jim on many occasions. In addition to feeding him, giving him safety, and love when he craved it. Bones finished prepping the tubes as they talked.

"OK, Spock just keep him still, I can't get this thing in and he's gonna be restless and cranky.. plus it's not really comfortable." The Vulcan nodded, and held Kirk's head still.

"Just don't hurt him… Or try if you can…." Bones took the tube, and began the delicate process. Jim was thee little brother he never had, and he hated hurting him like this.

"Jimmy.. Jimmy, shhhh, shhhh w're here…" Kirk in sleep delirium thrashed his head. Spock held it still so he was struggling against the Vulcan's strength.

"Shhhh, its almost over… I'm almost there…"

"Pike…. Pike come back to me… Save me! They won't let me go!" Bones pulled the tube down by the bed, and brushed the sweat from his forehead. Spock bent down and held Jim's hand.

"Jimmy, he's gone…" Bones in a state of fear and pain for his friend got into bed with their Captain.

"hey, I'm here and Spock's here… You are not alone, I promise, we will never leave you. You will always have us…" Bones wrapped an arm around him.

"Commander," Spock turned and saw one of the high officers, he was taking a break from everything. Not that Vulcans tire, but this situation was unique.

"Thank you for your consideration," Spock, in all his exhaustion was being reserved.

"Admiral says it was something with Kirk…"

"Yes…" Spock thought back to these days and being there to sooth, and treat his beloved friend in his grief.

"It was… beautiful." The officer nodded, Spock let his guard down and shared what he saw.

"He wanted to have Admiral's pin, and so we got it off… Then I made sure he was fed and good for the service. He went in alone, and…"

"Jim put something in Chris's casket….?"

"Yes, it was his own pin, and he wanted Captain to have that, and he put in a note that he had written telling him of his love and devotion. He put the pin on the note…"

"That must've been something commander…"

"Yes, it was quite a moment," Spock looked back towards Kirk's room, needning to be back with his friend.

"He seemed so distraught, I saw him… He was crying on your shoulder, then he would switch to Dr. McCoy," Spock nodded, he didn't want to have that moment in his memory for too long.

Kirk woke up with Bones curled up on him, the warmth soothed the anguished Captain of his pain. He took out his PADD and opened a new sheet, he had written a lot in therapy, and knew this would help somewhat.

I am sitting here in a bed at sick bay, and you are not here to hold my hand or yell at the nurses. I read a new thing about the grief in cadets and it is said they are cool. I am not cool, and it will never be OK with me.

Spock and Uhura are here, and they have been great to talk to. They asked me to speak at the memorial; I can tell you I was not even coherent to say a singl word. I thanked them graciously, and said it was even honorific, but I simply could not do it. I also released a statement to the international press after everything happened. God bless that secretary in the mail room.

Captain James T. Kirk is too sick and overcome with grief to comment on the murder of his teacher, and friend Captain Christopher Pike. He will be speaking on it at a later date. Please respect the Captain and his crew's privacy at this tragic time.