Thank you all for staying with me. This chapter is little bit shorter, but you´ll see why. Enjoy. :)

Also, huge thanks for Rubyhair who is still my beta! :)

"Spock, come to the Medbay, please. I need to use some of your Vulcan strength." McCoy stared at Jim who was having what appeared to be a seizure. He watched him with worry. Jim looked thin and weak what weren´t words usually associated with Captain Kirk and yet he was so strong in his seizure nobody could approach him and endeavor any contact with him. Bones didn´t know why it was possible because in past few hours he´d noticed Jim was not able to even sit up. And now, three men weren´t able to keep him down in the bed.

Bones was at a loss; he couldn´t understand what was happening. He had never seen anything like it; not even when he injected Khan´s blood into Jim´s body. He could understand the quick healing. It was unbelievable and incredible, but it was within the realm of what was possible, given the circumstances. His weakness was less logical – Bones hated using this word – but it still could be explained; Kirk´s body had put too much energy into the healing and needed to recover. McCoy thought it was weird but it wasn´t impossible. if Jim was weak, why was it so difficult to pin him under the blanket and force him to drink melissa tea for better sleep? There was no explanation at all.

"Is Captain having a nightmare again?" Spock asked simply as he ran into the Medbay. Bones nodded and quickly led Spock to Jim. The Vulcan caught sight of movement before they even reached the Captain. Just when they entered the area where Jim laid, Kirk breathed out with such a painful moan Spock almost had to cover his ears. Leonard´s eyes widened as he heard it and having seen Spock's reaction out of the corner of his eye, quickly moved aside as Spock made a beeline for Jim's side.

The Vulcan walked quickly to Jim´s left side and watched him for a while. He was sure there was some weak point in Kirk´s defense, some place where he could touch him. Yes, it wasn´t combat and Jim´s actions weren´t intentional yet Spock believed he had a chance to succeed if he had enough information and used his knowledge. Bones observed Spock with frustration. Jim could hurt himself; the longer his body wasn´t controlled the more probably he would get injured.

After few painful minutes Spock´s hand quickly moved under Jim´s arms and it didn´t take him long to find the right place to stun Jim; he squeezed the nerve bundle spot above Jim´s collarbone gently and with such care Bones thought it wouldn´t be enough to render Jim temporarily immobile. Bones silently envied Spock this ability, he´d always wanted to be able to do it. Kirk calmed down, arms outstretched in a rather strange position, eyes shut tightly. Spock hesitantly reached for Jim´s face, he wanted to relieve his pain as he secretly did many times before. But he couldn't do it with Bones behind his back, he didn´t want to face person who knew very well how private Spock´s actions were.

Instead he brushed away Jim´s hair and even through that brief touch he felt Jim´s fear and pain. Spock stiffened slightly as he felt Jim's suffering, the cold wash of dread, as if these feelings were his own. Spock was determined to figure out what had happened. He remained silent and watched his Captain who now laid peacefully, breathed regularly and obviously felt better.

The Commander´s eyes met Doctor´s but neither of them answered their unspoken question. They didn´t talk in fear they would wake Jim up even though he would not be aware of his whereabouts. "What if?" Bones moved his head in the direction of his office and Spock simply nodded, giving Jim one last glimpse. McCoy left and Spock wanted to follow him but before he could move, something had gripped his hand. He almost yelled like a scared human child that was very inappropriate for a Vulcan but his human side didn´t care – he almost freaked out.

"Spock, don´t leave me," Spock turned around slowly, afraid of what he would see. Jim should have been unconscious for 2.45 more minutes and yet Spock was free from doubts that Captain sounded very awake.

Jim´s big shining eyes were opened widely and unquestionably focused on Spock. Kirk´s gaze was upon him and it was definitely a look of an awakened person. Spock felt Jim´s grip on his hand very sharply, it was rather unpleasant and not only because of all those emotions he was forced to share with him. Jim was strong, much stronger than any human Spock had met before, but that was because of the blood of Khan in Captain´s vessels. However the Captain had seemed to be quite weak in the last week or so.

"I will not leave you if you want me to stay here, Captain," Spock said and tried to free his wrist from Jim´s fingers which was not particularly easy. He knew his fingers didn´t have enough blood in them and it worried him. Jim didn´t seem to be in a mood for a rational conversation. And Spock realised he was vulnerable. Kirk was stronger than him and if he refused to let Spock´s hand go, he had to accept it.

"Don´t leave me. He´ll come again. I don´t want him to come." Jim whispered and stared so hard at Spock he almost felt Kirk could see through him.

"I don´t want to see him. He threatens me. He wants something, but I don´t have it. I don´t have it." Jim´s eyes were fixed firmly on one place that was apparently somewhere on Spock´s chest. "I don´t have it. I don´t want him to return."

"Captain, nobody is coming. Nobody wants anything from you. It is just me and doctor McCoy. We want to help you." Spock whispered and sat down beside Jim, carefully avoiding Captain´s body.

"No, you don´t understand. He´s here, all the time. He wants something. I don´t have it." Jim blinked many times. "I don´t want to have anything. I would give it to him, I would give up anything to keep him from coming, but I don´t have it. And he doesn´t understand. He wants it. I don´t have it."

"May I ask what is that thing you are referring to?" Spock asked; not that he actually expected any answer.

"He´ll come back for it. He´ll get it after all. I´ve gotta give it to him. I´ve gotta find out what he wants and give it to him. I don´t have it, but I can get it." Jim´s speech made as much sense as instructions given to some electric device. And Spock wasn´t any nearer to getting his hand back either.

"Everything is alright. You do not have to worry. Nothing is going to hurt you, not when I am around. Nothing can approach you when I am here, right? So I will stay here and you can rest." Spock didn´t want to stay by Jim´s side. He knew this was endangering his plan to stay away from the Captain, but he couldn´t really do anything else. He tried to tell himself he did it only because of his hand.

"You don´t get it. He will come and take you away. And Bones and Scotty and Uhura and Chekov and Sulu and- " Jim´s voice broke as he burst into tears. Spock was startled; Jim didn´t cry. And yet here he was, clutching Spock´s hand and sobbing as a small child. The half Vulcan was unsure what to do; logically he should try to soothe Jim. However, the words didn´t seem to work and that meant only one thing – Spock had to soothe Jim physically. It didn´t feel unpleasant and that scared Spock a bit. He shouldn´t want to touch anybody.

"Nobody will come anywhere. We are all safe, you are safe." Spock whispered and leant over Jim very slowly. The last thing he wanted was Jim becoming frightened Spock was that person he feared – whomever this "he" was.

"Nobody´s safe. He will seek for it until he gets it." Jim whimpered, finally letting go of Spock´s hand which was very welcome. However Spock didn´t pull away, now he couldn´t. He was very close to Jim, too close to be able to leave him. He bent his elbow and laid down, resting on it, his and Jim´s chests almost touching. He could feel Jim´s breathing that became uneven just as his heart beat that signaled that no matter how weak Jim´s body seemed to be, his heart was not. Jim stopped crying, he wept silently, tears leaving his eyes but he didn´t sob. He couldn´t; every sound remained in his throat as he watched Spock´s face above his.

"So we have to make sure we find it when he comes again," Spock whispered what was in his mind despite having no idea what the words meant because he had lost his verbal filter

Apparently neither did Jim, it didn´t matter anymore. He had his Vulcan so close, too close to stand it. He didn´t care about anything, his fear melted in Spock´s dark, chocolate eyes. He couldn´t really worry with Spock so close to him; Spock will solve everything.

"I waited for you so long," Jim complained, his left hand moving towards Spock´s hip.

"I am very sorry for that. I should have not avoided you." Spock knew he would regret his words later. They were stupid, illogical and most of all, they were lies. They were unforgivable lies because he shouldn´t have been there, saying these words to Jim. He shouldn´t hurt Jim in this way, but his reason was sent to the corner of his mind, allowing all those deeply buried emotions to occur on the surface. Spock knew he wasn´t acting reasonably and he felt dizzy. His proximity to with Jim was wrong, his words were wrong and yet they felt so good he couldn´t force himself to stop it. His Vulcan side shouted on him – in a very delicate manner, of course – to back off, to run away from Jim, to act logically. And unlike usual, this side lost. Spock was fed up with being Vulcan, he was a human too; sometimes he forgot half of every cell of his body was human. There were emotions, feelings, needs; maybe very deep inside, but they were there and right now, he didn´t want to send them back anymore.

Jim´s eyes held Spock in their grasp and didn´t allow him to leave; however he found he did not want to. He was leaning over Jim, their bodies almost touching. There was passion between them, they felt the heat from each other´s chests as much as the attraction that pulled them together. Jim growled as he saw Spock´s alien face approaching his. There was dark, alluring sensation between them and they couldn´t ignore it. Spock hesitated. He shouldn´t give in to his base needs and wishes. It wasn´t possible to overlook it anymore; he was attracted to Jim and couldn´t resist him. He knew he was beyond help when Jim said his name in despair. Spock´s control had already been cracking and very soon fell down in pieces. Why should he care about any Vulcan rules? He was a human as well. And he wanted Jim.

"I will not leave you alone again, I promise," Spock whispered and Jim sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Oh, Spock, just stop talking and kiss me," He groaned, his hands finding Spock´s hips and pulling the Vulcan closer. Spock was so surprised he obeyed. Their lips met in a soft, gentle kiss. Jim closed his eyes immediately, fully enjoying Spock´s body. Soon he repeated what happened before, making the kiss a bit longer, opening his mouth slightly. His fingers found the edge of Spock´s uniform and without him even noticing he started to pull it up Spock´s back. The half Vulcan was aware of the fact that Jim´s hands were moving too quickly for innocent cuddling, but he didn´t care. He leant deeper into their kiss, relaxing more so he laid on Jim´s torso. He knew Jim was almost alright by now, except for his leg but Spock took a good care to avoid it. He wanted to be gentle, but in the rush of events, he couldn't even think. He let Jim lead him as he wasn´t experienced in affection of this kind very much and Kirk seemed to be fine with it. Spock felt his hands were too purposeless; there was not enough of thing he could and wanted to do with them. He pulled away and Jim hissed at him in disappointment.

"You´d better have a reason for this or stop acting foolishly." Kirk´s voice was rough and full of something Spock couldn´t differentiate. It scared him. He heard this voice, the specific sequence of dangerous hisses, threats and seductive whispers. He knew that voice, however it wasn´t easy to use his brain properly with Kirk staring at him like he was.

Spock needed time to think, time he didn't have. He was certain that there was something important happening and that he could not allow Jim to know that he was becoming aware. His brain was in a haze, still overwhelmed with the surge of strong emotions inside of him. But now, he allowed his Vulcan blood to take over and he cooled off quickly. He still wanted Jim, he wanted him so much he knew he would have to think about it later. But it was Jim he wanted and this wasn´t Jim.

He pressed his lips on Jim´s but they didn´t taste the same. His fingers found Jim´s face but the temperature wasn´t right. That whispering voice, seductive, strong, voice of a leader, was not Jim´s.

Spock´s heart almost skipped a beat as he realised what was the problem. These were not Jim´s actions. And they could have been caused by only one thing. Yes technically, they could have been caused by many things, but Spock found only one that made sense.

"Jim, let me go," He pulled away.

"No," Jim´s eyes opened lazily.

"I want to leave," Spock begged. He hoped he sounded more scared than he really felt because if he wasn´t playing this, things were going to be pretty bad.

"I don´t care. You are mine now," Jim snarled.

"I would really appreciate if you let me go," Spock made one last attempt. If Jim had been sane, he would have left him go by now.

"I don´t really care about that, Mr. Spock." Kirk´s lips moved, and so did all his body. Before Spock could understand what was going on, he was rolled over and pinned down to the bed, Kirk on top of him.

"And now, Mr. Spock," Jim´s face formed into a smirk, that clearly belonged on the face of another, "we will have some fun."

Yeah, a cliffhanger! Yay! I love them.:) Sorry everyone, feel free to hate me.