Taking Care of the Captain

Rating: T+

There was a sense of emotion and fear in Kirk as he made his way down the hallway. It was like being in some kind of jail. Safer, but still…

"Come on, you're OK…" he felt Dr. slide his arm around him, and he was grateful for the protection.

"Here," he handed him his comm link.

"this one is general, and this one is for emergencies; I expect them to be overused, Captain." He stared deep into the cerulean eyes.

"OK, I promise." He small kiss on his forehead made him tingle with love and grce at the same time.

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"Hi Jim," he grinned, and felt a gentle arm around him. It was Dr.'s friend from his detox.

"Did anyone ever tell you, that you and Pike have the same look," he said with a smile.

"No, you're the first," he raised an eyebrow. Rehab was a very gentle thing, maybe it would help him slow down. He felt his new friend place hands on his shoulders, rubbing gently.

"Everything will be OK, I promise you. I can only imagine the pain you went through, but we'll take good care of you. That, and your therapist will have my head…" Jim smiled, Pike, and anyone around him was protective.

You're my new chief

Ears burning

Your boyfriend's second guessing me every chance he gets

That mission flooded his head every day, and the words were coming like a title wave. Except now it was like a stereo you couldn't turn off.

"You kept your personal connection to him private," the girl next to him raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, that was essential because… if…"

"Its OK, Jimmy. Let it out, you're safe,"

"If I let myself get emotional I would have killed us, blown up his ship, and probably destroyed the planet."

"But that didn't help you heal," the blond whispered, why was she pressing this? What the hell was he going to say to that?

"What am I supposed to say to that," he raised an eyebrow in response. If anyone else brought up his godfather he was going to walk out of here!

"You OK?" he turned over in bed and saw Dr. S coming to check up on him.

"Yup, whose the blond xeno in my group?" he asked, sitting up. Dr. sat down in front of him.

"She lost three cousins in the Nurada attacks, USS Faragot."

"Oh, rough…" Jim whispered. Dr. held his hand gently.

"I have a present for you." Jim smiled.

"Its not Dad's death day," he laughed, Dr. grinned wider and motioned for him to come into the hallway. Standing there were his Uncle RJ and Auntie Lizzie, Pike's brother and sister.

"Oh man! You guys," he ran fully speed to them both. It felt like he was hugging his Papa again; it felt so wonderful.

"You… My baby boy all grown up," Pike's older sister rubbed his cheek. He grinned and held her tighter.

"We love you," his uncle RJ whispered, Jim held them both and felt happy tears I his blue eyes for the first time in years.

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"He was screaming when I got there, 'Papa, I don't want to live without you, take me with you' " Lizzie Pike was telling the therapist and friend she had known for ten years.

"I wasn't screaming,"

"Yes you were, baby. I tried to hold you bt it didn't work. When uncle Archer got there, you went back into the morgue twelve times, hugging him, and kissing him. We stayed as logng as you wanted to."

"Well then I have a brain tumor because its blank."

"You blocked it out, angel because you wanted Harrison dead." Uncle RJ reminded him.

"That's normal," Kirk said, standing up, and walking over to the pictures of Pike with him when he was little. He loved looking at them, they were soothing.

"We wanted to talk to you about the insignia on the plaque." Jim perked up, this he could talk about.

"Honey bear, we were thinking Beloved Brother, Father, and Godfather" his aunt grinned, she couldn't say anything else because her nephew had her in a bruising hug.

"Papa…" then in a split second, he was reduced to a crying child. As if the reality had just come to him now… Elizabeth Pike held her nephew, and let him cry; that was all she could do.