Chapter XIV
The Middle pt. 13
Note: I almost didn't get this out tonight. I've been sick, tonight was Walking Dead night, and my internet has been down. Thank goodness I have a mobile hotspot!
The next time Spock regained consciousness, he was awake for longer. Jim was pulled from a light sleep when the hand in his twitched. He jerked up and blue eyes searched Spock's face for movement. When brown eyes opened, Jim grinned.
"Spock!" he exclaimed. He turned his head to face the rest of the sick bay. "Bones! He's awake!" When he turned back around, he saw Spock wincing, presumably from all his yelling. "Sorry." he whispered.
"It is fine." Spock croaked. When Jim saw Nurse Chapel walk by, he grabbed her arm.
"Hey, could we get some water?" he asked in his sweetest voice.
"Sure thing, hun." She smiled right back at him. Jim turned back to Spock and used his fingers to subtly kiss him in the Vulcan way. A moment later, Bones had arrived at the other side of the bed. Spock ended up with a tricorder shoved into his face as Bones checked him out. Jim laughed quietly. He was usually the one on the other end of that machine. It was a refreshing change. Jim was giddy with excitement as Bones continued checking Spock over. Spock was awake! He was going to be okay. Jim was distracted from his thoughts when he heard Spock whisper a question.
"The baby?" Bones moved the tricorder down over Spock's stomach to take some readings there.
"Seems healthy. We'll run some more tests, just in case." Spock nodded and Bones turned to walk away. Jim leaned over Spock and inspected his face. Finding confirmation of Spock's well being, he nodded and leaned down. Jim's warm lips covered Spock's cooler ones and they kissed for the first time in days. Jim pulled back and saw the green blush covering the other's face. He thought it was quite adorable.
"Do you want to sit up?" Jim asked. At Spock's nod, Jim raised the back of the biobed so that Spock could sit comfortably. "Better?"
"Much."
"Spock!" came his mother's voice from behind him. Jim winced slightly. He hadn't gotten the chance to tell Spock that she was here. His mom rushed over and stood beside the bed. "How are you feeling?" she asked. Jim broke in before Spock could answer.
"This is my mom." Spock's lips turned slightly upward in a smirk.
"I can tell." he said. This caused Jim to laugh, outright, and Jim's mom to smile.
"Did you just sass me?!" Jim asked. Spock didn't grace that question with an answer. It seemed that the family reunions weren't over yet. Spock's eyes widened slightly and Jim looked behind them to see what had caused it. When he saw Sarek, he moved over to make room for the Vulcan to stand beside his son.
"Father?" Spock questioned. Jim looked uncomfortable and began speaking.
"Yeah, I kind of forgot to tell you that we're at New Vulcan."
"How are you?" Sarek asked. Spock thought for a moment before replying.
"I am adequate." he said. Sarek inclined his head.
"Good. We were...concerned." he admitted, which shocked everyone. That was the extent of the conversation and Sarek just stood at Spock's bedside after that.
~x~x~x~
After several tests, it was determined that both Spock and the baby were fine. When Spock was released from sick bay that evening, his father invited him to dinner, along with Jim, Doctor McCoy, and Winona. Naturally, they all accepted. The elder Spock was at dinner as well and, after a lengthy explanation and discussion, Winona was brought up to speed on who, exactly, the other Spock was. She had many questions, all of which were answered to the best of the abilities of those present. After dinner, they retired to his father's sitting room and continued chatting, well, most of them did. Spock and his father were mostly silent. Jim, sitting beside Spock, grabbed his hand at one point during the night causing him to blush emerald. His father, who saw the entire exchange, merely raised an eyebrow in, what Spock swore was, amusement. After they all beamed back aboard the ship, Jim told Spock to go to his room before going to the bridge and making sure that everything was ready to set out again. Spock waited patiently for Jim, sitting on the bed. When Jim arrived, he asked the question that had been bothering him.
"Where is your mother going to sleep?" Jim smiled and wrung his hands in front of him. It was a move that Spock recognized as one of nervousness. He walked over and sat beside Spock.
"That's what I wanted to talk to you about." Spock simply raised an eyebrow and waited for Jim to continue. "How about you move in here. That way, mom can be right next door and have easy access in case of an emergency." Spock took a moment to think about it. He looked at Jim and saw the nervous excitement. He knew this meant a lot to the man. For that reason, he responded quickly.
"That is logical." Jim grinned and leaned forward, capturing Spock's lips with his own.
~x~x~x~
After Jim told his mom that she was bunking in Spock's quarters, he entered his room.
"We'll move your stuff in here tomorrow." he said, stripping off his clothes down to his boxer-briefs. Spock was already dressed for bed, a thermal shirt and loose fitting pants. Jim made his way to the bed and lay down on his back. Spock seemed hesitant at first, but he soon faced Jim and used his shoulder as a pillow and wrapped his arm around Jim's torso. They both fell asleep in the other's embrace, peaceful for the first time in a long time.