Just to clear up confusion about the last chapter, Jim DID NOT gain Mitchell's power as it wasn't used on him physically. A power has to physically affect him for him to absorb it. Or, in other words, it has to change his body in some way. Teleporting = Moves his body, Fire = Burned his body, Empathic Mimicry = Allows his body to see and send out emotions. What Mitchell does is purely mental, so Jim can't gain it!
Hope that cleared up some questions, but feel free to message me if you're still unsure! (*cough* I love reviews *cough*)
Rachel :D
Chapter 21
Spock glanced up as the door was slammed shut, the sudden noise breaking his meditating concentration.
McCoy stormed in, absolutely livid, and angrily paced the room for a few minutes before abruptly spinning around to face him.
"Jim's dating Mitchell".
The Vulcan stilled, "... Excuse me?"
"Jim Kirk. Is dating. Gary fucking Mitchell!" He snapped, lurching into his fast-paced walk once more.
Spock stared at him for a mere minute, before silently and gracefully standing up, turning his attention to the door leading out of their bedroom.
He was half way across the room before the doctor noticed and quickly placed a hand on his boyfriend's chest to stop him.
"What are you doing?"
The younger man blinked, "... Leonard?"
"What are you doing?" He repeated, "Where are you going? I know that look, and that look means trouble. So, what's happening?"
Spock's gaze drifted back to the door, unconsciously clenching and unclenching his fists, "... Gary Mitchell".
"What about him?"
"I have to... to... I need to-"
"-to kill him? Yea, me too" McCoy replied, "But you're forgetting about Jim".
He frowned, "Jim? The reason I find myself unable to supress this violent outburst is because of Jim. I do not forget, Leonard".
The doctor rolled his eyes, "Well, obviously, Spock. And believe me, before I even met the kid, there was nothing more in this entire universe that would have made me as happy as killing that bastard... But now we've got that brat to think about".
He tilted his head, confused, "... I do not understa-"
"If we go after Mitchell, he's going to say 'why now?' and eventually put the dots together. He'll know it's Jim we're looking out for... And you know what he'll do if he thinks that boy has leverage over us".
Spock took a deep calming breath, before slowly walking over and taking a seat on their bed, "... It is illogical to feel this way for him".
"For who? For Mitchell?" McCoy asked, carefully sitting down next to him.
"No. For Jim. I... I care about him yet... yet I only met him five days ago. It shouldn't be possible".
"Yea, well, he has that effect on people... He's a good kid".
The corner of Spock's mouth twitched, "Kid? I am only two-and-three-quarter years his senior".
"And I'm six years older than him, so look at it from my perspective".
The doctor let out a heavy sigh and collapsed back on their bed, staring up at the white ceiling above them, "... What do we do?"
"In relation to Jim and Gary Mitchell? There's not much we can do"
"We can't... warn him, since he obviously paid so much attention before... But we can't exactly march in there and pull them apart either".
Spock considered this for a moment before slowly laying down at his back besides his boyfriend, "... Does he know of Mitchell's powers?"
"Telepathy, yea".
"And the... persuasion?" He asked, voice carefully neutral.
"... He hasn't got a clue".
Spock immediately turned to him, "Jim doesn't know?"
The older man shook his head, and the Vulcan stared at him, concerned, "... Then he might not be in this relationship willingly".
"Based on the carefree high he was on... I think that just might be" McCoy replied.
"Then we must do something. At least inform Professor Pike-"
"-and he'll do what, exactly?" He shot back, propping himself up on his elbows, "We can't prove that Mitchell is forcing Jim into this by using his powers! You know better than anyone that his silver tongue doesn't leave a mark!"
The Vulcan flinched back, and McCoy immediately softened, "Spock... Spock you know I didn't mean it like that, I just... I'm just worried, that's all... Worried that this entire nightmare is going to start all over again".
He didn't reply, but no protest left his lips as his boyfriend pulled him into a warm embrace, the doctor's head resting on the councillor's shoulder as they laid curled up on their sides on the bed.
"... I don't want anyone else to suffer the way you did" McCoy finally said, "Not while I can prevent it".
"... Then what do we do?"
The doctor sighed, "I guess we just... try and talk to him? To Jim? If we try to explain it to him, then maybe... He's not going to listen, is he?"
"Based on previous interaction, then no".
McCoy pulled his boyfriend even closer, and Spock purred in response.
The older man grinned, "Two years later and I still can't get over you doing that".
Spock scowled, which only made him look even cuter, "It is Vulcan biology, Leonard, as we are closely related to-"
"-to cats, I know" He replied, "It's still adorable though. Are all stoic emotionless Vulcan's rendered into this puddle of goo when hugged?"
"Referring to the vibrating noise caused by the repetitive laryngeal muscle movement as 'rendering Vulcan's into a puddle of goo' is-"
"-illogical, I know" McCoy finished, "... But it's still cute".