Mesuvulava
Chapter 11: The Movie
By Wolfa Moon
Disclaimer: No.
AN: Sorry It Took So Long. To continue and not finish, yet. Saw the first 10 minutes. Muse hit. And all I wanted to do is enjoy the hobbit, which I did.
CH11
Jims looks down at his mate. He had never felt more secure in his whole life. He had a purpose. He has somebody who will be with him forever. Letting his hand glide down her back. So beautiful. How did he get so lucky?
"You're gonna need luck today."
"No I don't."
"Jim," she turns to face him. "It's a no win scenario. No one goes back for seconds let alone thirds."
"That's why I want you there."
"I have better things to do then see you fail."
"I won't."
"Jim?"
"Hey, you trust me right." She glares at him. Smirking he leans down to kiss her on the lips.
"Why did I ever agree to this?"
"Because it seemed like the right thing to do at the time." Getting up he gets to go to the refresher.
Bones stares after him. Life had changed so much for him/her. Turning to look out the window. It had been three years in Starfleet. Two of them in this body. A body that she had become comfortable in. The Vulcan council still trying to get her to see logic. Logic can kiss her pale ass. To add more insult to them she had mated. Gone through the blood fever and bonded with her best friend, James T. Kirk.
They had been awarded several times for their success rate in field missions and relief efforts. Pike still keeping a close eye on them. Their mating had not been made public. Those who knew could be counted on one hand. They could not be separated.
Getting up she moves to get dressed. Uniform red but slacks, no skirt. Fixing up her hair into a simple bun. Then going for the things she needed in order to do her job and filter what is not so desired, her hands. More to the point her high telepathic levels. It was a bitch in the beginning. Yet with Jim it had calmed down to a low hum. Smiling she can feel Jim try to entice her into a little more heat building in the fresher.
"Sorry Jim, I have a patient I need to check on." She shouts to her man. Her man. Who would have thunk it. A good old southern Boy, hetero to his knowledge then. Now hetero in a whole different way, him now the she.
"You'll be there right?" Jim needs his rock.
"Lord help me, but I will."
"Love you Bones."
"Love you Jim, bye."
CH11
Leonard McCoy, doctor. Bones to Jim and Len to her friends. The headbands became a staple of her person. Her ears out for the world to see. Crossing the promenade she gets stopped by a call. Turning she sees Chekov running toward her.
"Pavel."
"Len." He walks beside her.
"You okay, boy?" he smiles at her. Chekov had come in on most of her overnight ER shifts. Fellow classmates picking on him for being so young and smart. Also meeting him again when students were making fun of her. This little fireball had charged in and barreled down the biggest one. They had become the misfits of the academy.
Smiling at him as he walks beside her. Reaching up she lays a gloved hand on him.
"Pasha?" he turns to hug her. Jim loves Pavel. He is the little brother he never had. "You okay?" stepping back he looks at her.
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be."
"I just…"
"Happy birthday Pavel." His eyes light up.
"Youv remembered."
"Of course. We'll pick you up at 7 to celebrate." He smiles again before heading off into a different direction. He may be Starfleet but he is still a kid who grew up faster than everyone else.
Yes life has changed. Entering medical she uses her card to enter the cryo status chambers underground. Following a path she takes every morning of the end of the month. Finding her original body she wipes the condensation off the glass. Sometimes forgetting what she use to look like. Being ruggedly handsome and male.
Closing her eyes she lays a bare hand on the glass. Trying still to get back into her own body. Jim doesn't know about this ritual. If he does he doesn't let on that he knows. A dream within a dream.
CH11
Gloves on she enters the simulator. Uhura is there at communications. Going over to her.
"So you got dragged into this as well?" she huffs at her.
"He's gonna fail."
"But it's his. Pavel's party tonight at the Black Hole. You there?"
"Of course." Len scans the bridge.
"So what part am I playing again?"
"First officer."
"And I thought being his friend was bad enough." Uhura smirks as Len takes her post.
Jim comes in like he owns the world. Smiling brightly and patting her on the shoulder. The program ran, as it should. Yet it didn't end like it usually does. James won the no win scenario.
CH11
The celebration that night was more than just Pavel. The crew of the simulator bought her Jim rounds of shots.
"Don't be asking for a shot tomorrow."
"Wouldn't think of it." He kisses her again. She raises her fingers for him to return the gesture.
Pavel is in good spirits being surrounded by his friends. Smiling widely when he gets gifts from them. They had all bought him drinks. Which he drank like water. Jim getting their young brother books, more specific the Kama Sutra & Orion's guide to pleasure. Gallia even offered to help him learn some of those. The boy going beet red.
Bones sat beside him. Taking off a glove she touches his hand, bare. Something he had always wondered about. Told at how powerful she is, warned. Jumping when she touches his hand. He looks at her. She closes her eyes to feel the mirth of the room. Letting him feel what she is shielding. Everyone in the group, loving and caring for him. He has family here. Her eyes open to see his water filled eyes. Hand going up she touches his check.
"You are my brother."
"Thank you." They give each other a hug.
"Hey," a hand grabs her bare one. They both jump. Looking up at the man who disturbed them. "She's my girl. We'll get you one. Let's dance Bones." Gripping the hand tight he takes her to the dance floor.
"Did he like the present?"
"Yes he is quite pleased." Sounding very Vulcan. Gripping his hand tight so no one can touch. He brings it close to his chest.
"So did I surprise you?"
"You did indeed." Moving closer. "How did you do it?"
"A magician never reveals his secrets."
"I can always mind meld with you."
"You can try."
"Don't temp me."
"But I want to temp to."
"Do you now."
"Bones I want you to be mine."
"I am yours as you are mine."
"No I mean. Legally."
"We are legally." In the Vulcan sense.
"Earth sense."
"They might separate us."
"They wouldn't dare." He pulls her close. He could never not have her by his side. He needs her to be complete. His heart. "Bones, where you go I go."
"As you wish, Captain."
"I like that."
"Don't expect me to be calling you that in bed."
"Wouldn't dream of that doctor." They both laugh. Laugh the night away.
Celebrate another year of life for their brother. Celebrate the minor victory over death. Celebrate being happy. For it did not last.
CH11
The council had an emergency meeting about Kirk's little triumph. Spock accusing him of cheating. Academic suspension. Emergency on Vulcan. The two Vulcan's sharing a look. To be an island upon the sea.
"He didn't call my name." Jim runs after the man who gave out orders. Standing back she feels his heart sinking. Moving to him.
"The council will rule in your favor." A breeze of a flying shuttle overhead blew hair into her face. Jim stares at her. They had promised to go together. Be united. Yet Starfleet is tearing them apart. "I gotta go."
"Yeah," he places her fallen hair behind her ear. "Be safe." She nods before turning. Taking a few steps but that cord that binds them tugged at her. She can't go without him. Turning to look at him. Sees the little lost forgotten boy. Closing her eyes she looks up. Another shuttle departs for above. She can't.
Turning around she goes to her man. Grabbing his arm, tightly.
"Come with me." Growling out and bringing him with her. It is stupid and may be reprimanded. She needs him. He needs her.
Getting on the shuttle was easy. Pushing medical rules and regulation at him. Also being a Vulcan. And as everyone knows Vulcan's can't lie. On board they weave themselves through the throng of cadets.
"Damn it's Spock." Diverting from the normal route they head toward sickbay. Getting him settled she touches his face. He is here. A promise being kept. Never apart.
CH11
Jim awakens to a story he had read. Had memorized because it was the story of his father, the final story.
"Lightening storm." Then there is pain.
"You're awake." Hands come into view. No, balloons come into view.
"What's this?"
"A reaction to the vaccine." She runs off to get the cure. But he needs to hear it again. Make sure he heard it right. Another injection.
"We gotta stop the ship." Chekov had spoken the words. The horror story that follows him everywhere. The great George Kirk's son.
Now he had to set his own path. Had to save them from the fate his father had been dealt. Had to save them, had to save her. Running from her to get proof. She follows loyally. Injecting him with contour agents to get him well. To live.
Upon the bridge, he argues over the fate that is about to bestow them. They argue and try to make them see. Pike looks at Kirk. The boy he recruited now a man. Looking to his mate who had smuggled him onboard. Dropping out of warp into a nightmare.
The man had saved them.
CH11
Nero spoke to them. Giving them orders to save others. Complying they leave the bridge. Pike looks to Kirk who is standing close to his mate. They keep sharing looks. His hand holding her's tightly.
"I need to get to medical." Pike hits the floor. Watching them. Sees them not care that they have company. This could be their final moments. Kirk kisses his doctor. "Come back to me."
"Promise." The doors open and she departs. Pike looks to him. Kirk smiles like a cat that caught the canary.
"You know she's gonna be reprimanded."
"At least we'll go together."
"Yeah aboard my ship."
"Yes sir." Kirk stands tall getting some courage. "Sir, captains can marry people." Pike nodded to the ruling in his favor to join love. "Well, I would like you to join us."
"Really?"
"Yes sir." Pike smiles.
"It would be my honor."
CH11
McCoy enters the sickbay to chaos. It doesn't really resemble a sickbay anymore. Moving in to help those who are injured. Getting to work. Moving to where Jim was once resting. The ceiling had caved in there. She could have lost him. They could have lost each other.
"Doctor McCoy!" a nurse screams. Moving over to help she sees her superior on the bed. Blood is pouring everywhere. The nurse handing her the tricorder. She had to confirm before she cold desist the lost cause. Calling it, "time of death…"
Now she is senior medical officer.
Working and praying for her friend, her mate. A voice coming over the comms while she is trying to get a man out from more of the ceiling.
"Doctor Puri, status?"
"Dr. Puri is dead."
"Then you are now senior officer."
"No kidding," she turns to get back to work. It is busy for a while. Hell it is a river of injured. Then there is another comm. "Busy here."
"Doctor McCoy," she looks up at the screen as she hears Pavel's voice. So strong and sure. "We are beaming up survivors from the planet. Injured are coming to yov."
"No Chekov. Send them to secondary sickbay. Main sickbay is out of order. Relay them there."
"Yes doctor." She wanted to ask more but neither of them had the time. Turning to her staff.
"Come on people we have more injured coming in. Let's get those who are alive and need us to secondary sickbay. Those of you with minor burns and lacerations return to your post. You are needed. Leave the dead here." Then under her breath, "we can't help them now."
The move was quick. Personnel helped and injured even helped. After all we are Starfleet. Arriving people are already there. What gets her more are the children. Young Vulcan's being escorted in. One girl mostly standing apart.
"Ok let's get injuries categorized from minor to severe. Minor can wait. Nurse Chapel, get blankets for the children. It is a little to cold for them." She moves at her orders. Others moving into action. People move to beds. Vulcan's deeming those severe being laid down. Yet her eyes turned to the girl protectively holding a hand to her chest.
Moving over she kneels down.
"Hello," the stock of black hair moves to reveal wondrous eyes. Eyes looking on the verge of tears. "I'm doctor McCoy." The girl tilts her head to see her ears. Yes she is Vulcan just like her. Reaching out, with gloved hands, she takes the child's. The hand looks to have been crushed. "Poor darling, let's get that fixed, ok." The girl remains silent.
Moving in Len picks up the child. The girl whimpers.
"It's okay." Setting her down. "Let's get you fixed up. Mind telling me your name."
"Saavik."
"What a beautiful name." she smiles at the child. The child's eyes go wide. Emotion.
"You're Vulcan?"
"I'm also human." The child tilts her head more to look at the new fascination. McCoy didn't mind it. She loves kids. Her one weak spot. To see them hurting. Realizing the child is shaking. Grabbing a blanket she wraps the child up. "Alright let's fix that hand." Eyes wide in fascination as gloved hands begin to treat her.
Then everything stops. A loud roar filled the room. Staff still went about working. Yet every Vulcan in the room seemed to freeze in place. McCoy looks down to see Saavik shaking uncontrollably. Moving forward she hugs the child close to her. "I got yah." The arms wrap around her. Needing the support. Len looking over sees another child swaying by a bed. Eyes meeting she motions for him to come over. He doesn't walk with dignified Vulcan pristine. He runs over colliding into her. Burying his face into her side. Reaching out she hugs them close to her. The roar is so loud. "It's okay, it's okay." Moving her hands to touch their temples. Moving her head so she is touching temples to Saavik.
The Vulcan's in the room still. Yet their eyes go to the anomaly in the room. A Vulcan hugging children. Acting so human. A nurse coming over to the doctor. Watching through the noise. They communicate. The children who are watching the interaction find themselves being pulled into hugs. Their shaking stops. Then it gets quiet. It's so quiet.
CH11
Jim sees Spock reach toward air. The faint cry of mother leaving his lips. The other Vulcan's just stares. He wants to reach out like he does for his Vulcan. But Spock stands straight looks at them.
"Get checked out. I will be on the bridge." Spock is acting captain.
Jim moves with Sulu to where sickbay is. Escorting the council there. Yet halfway there they are rerouted to secondary sickbay. Really it is battle sickbay. Entering the bay his eyes roam the room till he finds her. Moving over he turns her and pulls her toward him.
"Bones," she smiles. Her arms wrap around his neck. He squeezes her close. "Vulcan is gone." Sickbay is always the last to know. Her temple touches his.
"I felt it. It was like a thousand voices crying out at once. Then silence. Jim… I…"
"They took Pike." Oh no. She looks at Jim. Nodding. They could dwell on that later. She needs to check him to get him back out there to fight.
"Let's get you checked out." Kirk hops up on the bed. Then he sees it. McCoy has a shadow. Looking over he smiles at the Vulcan girl.
"Hi," the girl moves more into Len. Kirk smiles at this.
"Jim this is Saavik. Saavik, meet Jim my mate." Her ears and eyes perk up at this. Watching McCoy heal her mate.
"Ta'Navi?" a person calls, cries from across the room. Bones doesn't respond to it. Kirk though looks over as a council member walks over.
"You sprained your wrist, minor." She runs the tricorder over him again. Then there is a hand on her shoulder. She tenses as she is being turned. The Vulcan before her is male. Not sure if he is older or the same age as her. Yet the man grips her tight.
"Can I help you?"
"Ta'Navi, it's me." Bones looks at the stranger before her. The man looks deep into her eyes. "It is I your intended, Salnik." She pushes the man off her.
"I am not your Ta'Navi. I am doctor Leonard McCoy. He," she motions to Jim. "Is my mate." The Vulcan's grip gets tighter on her arm.
"You are mine." She really doesn't have time for this. Pushing him off he fumbles back. Jim hops down to stand beside her. "How dare you. You are mine." Like if he says it more times it will somehow magically become true. He moves to advance again but is stopped by another Vulcan.
More specifically Sarek. He had stepped in and pinched the boy down.
"It is a trying time. Please forgive him."
"As long as he stays away from me we are savvy." She backs away to wrap Jim's hand. Saavik hops up on the seat beside Jim. Jim smiles at her. The little girl smiling slightly back. Some Vulcan's gasp at the spreading of emotion on the child's faces. They seem to be corrupting the young. But they cannot afford to be rude. Where else do they have to go? They are at the mercy of a human emotional staff.
Doors open again, Spock enters.
"I need all senior personnel to the bridge." Are comms down? Jim and Len exchange a look. Hopping off the table he gets ready. Spock goes over to talk to his father quickly. Bones catching Jim finishes his hand.
"Geoff, you have sickbay while I'm on the bridge." Big meeting for what is the senior staff of this vessel. And what to do next. "Saavik," she turns to the little Vulcan. "I have to got to the bridge. I will be back soon." The little girl tugged on her hand hard. "I promise okay." Spock glanced over at the doctor as she tried to console the child. Kirk pats the child on the shoulder.
"I'll bring her back." This calmed the child.
"Christine, watch her for me please." A nurse came over to work near her.
They head to the bridge. Spock is trying to fight an internal battle. Glancing across from him he sees a reverse mirror of his parents. A very Vulcan female and a very, very male human. Len though is looking to Spock. Something big had happened. Turning to Jim he can see the question. Leaning over he lets their skin touch. She sees.
"I grieve with thee Spock." He stiffens at her words. Trying to bury the emotion down. He needs to figure out the next plan of attack or withdrawal to the fleet. Also they need to understand their enemy and inform Starfleet.
Exiting onto the bridge, looks are exchange. Amazing how the staff has changed. Spock, captain. Kirk, Second in command. Uhura, Chief Communicator. McCoy, Chief medical Officer. Now it is time to brainstorm. To save earth. To rescue Pike. To seek revenge. Kirk getting right into Spock's face.
Spock pinches him and growls out an order. McCoy moves to assist her mate but a strong hand grips her tightly, crushing even.
"Doctor let me remind you we have wounded and your duty is to this ship." He holds her long enough for them to haul Jim away and out the door. She glares right back at him. Sure they should listen to one another. She of all people knew how stubborn Jim can be. But to toss him off.
"Understood," she shakes him off. The whole bridge is frosty. Looking around she storms off the bridge. As the door closes she runs to Jim. Yet it is to late. Cursing inwardly she goes back to her job. Spock has just made it on her shit list.
CH11
Kirk wakes to the coldness around him. Looking around, he has lost something. No, is separated. Spock had ejected him from the ship, from Bones. She is not here. He needs to move. He needs to get back. To save them, to save her.
It was cold for him but he had to move. Then he is running for his life. Falling, sliding on ice, a cave. Safety lay within. And a man. A man who claims himself as Spock.
"What are you doing?"
"Permit me."
"You want to mind meld with me." This stopped the older Vulcan. His hand slightly raised.
"We have melded before." Kirk shakes his head. He had informed him already of the situation between him and Spock.
"No, my, um, ashayam." The eyebrow goes up.
"You have bonded with a Vulcan."
"Yeah." This sets the older Vulcan back. "What, I wasn't in your time?"
"You have never married in my universe." Kirk didn't like that. He had been alone most of his life. Sure he played the field. But when he found his one. He could be nowhere else. "May I inquire to whom you are bonded?"
"To Bones, um…"
"Leonard. He was male and human."
"She was until a katra thing happened."
"Fascinating, I would like to meet her."
"You will but lets get off this frozen rock first."
"I still must explain."
"With a mind meld?"
"If you permit me it is quicker."
"Don't go snooping."
"I intend to inform." Kirk tilts his head to allow the older Vulcan access. Seeing and learning all that has transpired. Also seeing tidbits of the mans life. Saw an aged McCoy and himself laughing on the bridge of the enterprise, captain.
Spock didn't mean to look also into the other's mind but there was a door wide open.
Kirk was coming home from a long day of physical exertion to find Len making cookies.
"Uhura, dragged you into cooking for the bake fair."
"Yes and no. Besides you were the one to volunteer my services. Which you will pay for later."
"Gladly," coming in to wrap his arms around her. His lips grazing her Vulcan ear. "Did I ever tell you how much I love you?"
"No," she goes back to scooping out cookie dough.
"I love you, Bones."
"Love you too, Jim."
"So what kind are you making?" he reaches in to swipe a finger's worth.
"Jim," she scolds hitting his finger with the spoon. He just smiles wide and kisses her.
Older Spock backs out.
"Pardon, there will be some emotional transference."
"What did you see?"
CH11
They walked to the outpost to meet another man who was suppose to be on the Enterprise and be a part of history. Getting onboard was great for Jim. That first stunned moment when he realized the crazy transporter plan worked. The next the slight twang that his inner cord made when he was close to his mate.
Then there was the banging, the water, running, saving and a cupcake. Escorted to the bridge everyone becomes alert. Everyone standing. Spock looks confused for a moment. Kirk beams a little more when he feels his insides thrum into life. Giving a smirk as Bones enters. She wants to run and touch him. To ground herself through all this chaos and confusion. Yet he looked at her. His eyes telling her to wait and see.
Boy did she see. She saw a Vulcan lift her mate up and slam him against the a consol. Wanting to run to him but a hand holds her back. She glares at Sarek. Looking to the beat down before them.
"Spock," Sarek calls to his son.
"SPOCK!" She screams. The whole bridge stilling. Spock's head clears. Seeing what is before him. A man who he had kicked off in a bought of control, play for alpha. Now here they battle again. More along he lines Kirk called him names and he retaliated. His father had called him. Yet that only fueled him on a little more. Then a female voice pierced the veil. Looking down at his hand choking the life out of a man who fought to come back. And for his mate? Tilting his head, no. He felt the man's need to save the day, no win scenario. He will beat them all. Releasing Kirk he steps back. Looking around to his father, his girlfriend, then to one of the final pure Vulcan's with a human mind.
Watching her want to run and help Kirk but control. He needs control.
"Doctor, I am no longer fit for duty. I hereby relinquish my command based on the fact that I have been emotional compromised. Please note the time and date in the log." They both look at each other as he passes.
McCoy can feel his emotions vibrating off of him. He leaves with a sullen Uhura looking at him. Turning to her mate she sees he is okay. Yet the logical mind of her comes through.
"Well congratulations Jim, now we have no captain and no god damn first officer to replace him.
"Yeah we do.'
"What?"
"Pike made him first officer." Sulu informs them.
"You gotta be kidding me." The whole world changed on a dime. From heads to tails. He made his announcement. Then he grabbed her hand. They have work to do but they need reassurance.
Brainstorming became a game of wits. Chess pieces being set up. Making moves and being matched. Then their wiz kid coming up with a plan. Sounding so off the wall, yet reconfirmed by the regained stoic Vulcan. Plan laid out people get back to work. Scott goes to engineering. Sulu goes to calculate the course in with Chekov beside him. That leaves the two insane, brave men to go get their captain back and destroy the enemy. Following behind them are their women. McCoy finally getting to meet Nyota's mystery man.
Going up onto the pad Kirk brings her close to him.
"I'm coming back."
"You better." Their hands stroke and lips meet. Breaking apart they see the other reverse duo doing the same. What interesting times we live in.
CH11
McCoy runs down the halls back to her sickbay. She needed to be ready for whatever came back. Barking orders to clear bays. Inventory well stocked. Small arms holding supplies. Sharing a smile. Then everything tilts. People grabbing hold of things. Arms holding each other up. Looking up to see Sarek holding her up.
It feels as if time has slowed down. The slow roll of a wave. Building higher and higher. The ship rolls again.
Chekov alerts her that transport had been requested. Moving with speed and urgency born out of any well trained trauma surgeon. It's always go time. Running to the transporter with what little staff moved with her.
Entering the transporter she sees them. Calling to him quickly. He quickly acknowledges her but they are in fight at the moment. Quickly loaded down with Pike. Pike leant into her. She is shorter than him but also he knew he was safe.
Pike felt the familiarness of the transporter wrap around him. The screaming of names. Names he knew and knew finally he was safe. If they are together then nothing can stop them. From the sweaty human to the over warm blanket of a Vulcan. Her hair tickling his neck.
"Don't worry Chris you're safe." He smiled into her neck. Kirk is a lucky man. He is moved quickly into one of the back rooms of the infirmary. Laid down he is analyzed and checked.
"What the hell?" tilting his head he can see a scan of his spine with the creature wrapped around it. Seeing it and feeling it are two different things. His eyes roam over his doctor. She is moving again barking orders. A shift in gravity has her falling back into his bio bed. Reaching out grabbing her so not to fall. Their eyes meet. "Don't worry Chris. I'll make you better."
"Promise," an old argument. Better to fight another day.
"I am a doctor and will do my best."
"That's all I ever ask.."
"We're gonna get you prepped and in the O.R. The sooner we get that out if you, the better."
"I agree." She runs a hand over his head. "Relax Chris." She smiles at him. Each knowing they will try their best. Do their best to save others.
Surgery was a feat in itself. With the rattle and shaking of the ship being tossed and turned. Items and people are tossed back and forth then it all stops.
"Get me the bridge and ask them are they done throwing us about?"
"Yes doctor." They have gotten him settled but still away. They needed to know what they are cutting into. What belongs to whom? Chris watched through the haze as she stared. He wouldn't rather be in anyone others hands. The doctor who perfected the neural pathway transplant. The doctor who found cures for so many things. Wanting her on his ship cause she could do so much more. So much more especially with her mate. A mate that he intended to still perform nuptials over.
"Chris, tell me if you feel anything tighten or flare okay. You will nap through most of this. This is just to remove it."
"Do what you have to."
"I always do."
CH11
They had survived. The crew rejoiced in their victory. They had won the day. Problem is they broke the ship. Ships can be fixed. Lives had been lost. We can rebuild on their passings. Learn from the past. Live, grow stronger, fight another day. Fight they did. Now they are just crawling home. Who cares, they won.
"Uhura, contact Starfleet command. Tell them we are gonna need a tow." She nods grinning big. Kirk looks around the bridge, his crew. "Excellent job everyone." Looking around, last to know. "Uhura put me ship wide." The whistles sounds.
"Attention crew of the Enterprise. The threat has been dealt with. We won. Due to your dedication and work we won. Just to alert you we will start everyone on rotating shifts for much needed rest. And I mean everyone will take them." Knowing himself pretty well that he might break that one. "We have a lot of clean up to do. We ejected the warp cores to save our butts. So we are crawling. Don't worry we have notified Starfleet. I request all senior staff to report to the bridge to discuss repairs and rotation. Captain Kirk out." He loves the sound of it. The crew still looking at him except, Chekov and Sulu who are already getting a padd out to make list.
"Captain," Kirk turns to his comms woman.
"Yes, lieutenant." She earned it.
"Sickbay notifying you that doctor McCoy is in surgery and to also…" she shakes her head. "Ask are we done throwing them around?" Kirk smirks.
"Relay back, yes we are done and please send a representative up from sickbay." He knows what his mate is doing. She is trying to save their mentor, their friend, his father figure.
"Understood." She turns to relay.
"Captain," Spock talks to him. "I wish to apologize." Kirk stops him by laying a hand on his shoulder.
"I was out of bounds too and did it to get a reaction."
"Which I gave an emotional response."
"We will discuss it later." Scotty enters the bridge. What little hair he has is esque. Smiling at the Scott. "Scotty?"
"I'm afraid I hurt her badly."
"Don't worry Scotty we can fix her. You did good."
"Thank you sir."
"Alright lets start talking rotations."
CH11
Shifts changed 3 times while she was performing the delicate surgery. Others had come in to assist. Her Vulcan physiology coming in handy. Being able to survive on no sleep for several days. Kirk had come in once or twice to reassure her he is there and to check up on Pike. She gave short remarks maintaining focus. Nurses and doctors impressed by their CMO. They already considered her theirs. Kirk saw that in the way the staff moved about her.
She had finally called a stop. Having removed almost all of the creature. Healing fissures and calming inflamed neuro pathways. Even adding a little regeneration to the older man's spine. Having him safely tucked away to a private cubical she exits sickbay.
There she is greeted to the sight of Saavik and Sarek playing a game with what look like dominos. Stepping towed them she smiles.
"How are things?" Saavik looks up and moves to hug the female Vulcan who allowed her to smile. McCoy hugged her back. "Missed you too."
"I am teaching her Vallah heh Kh-vlalar." Saavik informs her.
"Sounds like fun."
"It is," Saavik chimes. The adults share a look.
"So what have I missed?"
"Everyone is busy with repairs. I have even found myself helping in the science department." Sarek informed her of what has been transpiring. She knows he is also been busy helping his people. "The council is discussing what we shall do without a planet. Suggesting we find another suitable planet to re colonize."
"Wish you the best of luck."
"We will be grateful if you had a part in it."
"Sarek I told you I have no want to be with that kre'nath." Sarek nods. The doctor learning all the wonderful colorful words first in the body's natural tongue.
"We only suggest to donate."
"We will see." That was more a personnel thing to think over. Sure it would help but it would be her child, or would it. "I need to find my mate."
"He is in engineering."
"And has he been taking his rotated shifts off?"
"He has been here for his off shift. Mostly people still asking him questions and reporting. And helping Saavik take a repast."
"That's my Jim. Candle both ends. I'll go deal with him. Saavik let him win sometimes. Respect your elders and all." Saavik smiles at this turning back to the board. Sarek looks at the strange creature in a Vulcan shell. The future.
CH11
"Hand me the hydro spanner." Kirk called from inside the conduit. The instrument found his hand with the owners who grabbed his and pulled. "Hey, hey!?" being pulled up he looks up into the face of his snow angel.
"Thinking cute things about me aren't letting you stay and finish. We are taking are mandatory shift break."
"But I," she glares at him.
"There are plenty of other capable engineers working."
"Let me finish." She looks up at the tight tunnel.
"I'll help." She climbs up in. Kirk watches her climb up in amazement. Wonders never cease about her. "Come on kid, I ain't getting any younger."
"Yes mam."
The two worked in complete silence. The job moving faster than he thought. Extra hands. McCoy held her hand steady as Kirk soddered it in. finally done he looks at her. Moving up he kisses her on the cheek. Her eyes meet his.
"Love you," he smiles silly.
"Ready for that nap." They share a grin. They had time.
CH11
They had, napped in a matter of speaking. Chief medical officer quarters had a big enough bed for two. Yet it is still narrow. The feeling of a lone finger traveling up his chest woke him. Opening his eyes he sees the hand come up to slip up his chin and rest on the side of his face. No escape to look away. Buy why would he want to escape his angel. His angel grins at him. Can't help it he grins back.
"What?"
"So I'm your angel still?"
"Forever my love."
"You really do love me."
"Why can't you believe that? I mean we bonded. I want us to get married by earth standard. I want us together."
"Even when I get back my body." He thought about it for a moment. The man's scruffy face warning him he may throw up on him. The face of shock of being roomed together. Feeling the heat and shock of when he saw him clean shaven for the first time. Rallying and admiring when McCoy proved his gruff in hand to hand. He may be a healer but he is a McCoy, a fighter if need be. Admiring the man for saving lives. Protecting children. Performing miracles.
Then the change. He thought he had lost his friend. The sorrowful scared lonely boy staring uncrying at the body of his friend. No brain activity. Then a voice calling his name. The dark cloud parting to see an equally scared figure on the bed. Calling to him for help.
His angel. Realizing that he could have lost the only family he had and not even tell the man how much he meant to him. How much he loved him and needed him. Then given a second chance. Not wasting any of it.
Holding her close. There warm bodies meeting.
"For always." She snuggles in.
"I can live with that."
CH11
Under impulse power they made it back to almost within their own solar system. Another Starship joins them and helps tow them home. Once home all manors of things have been happening.
They had saved earth. NO, Captain James T. Kirk. He had become the poster child of the federation. Arriving home in big fanfare. The federation wanted to hold a big celebration for them on their success. Yet Kirk had taken notice to what others hierarchy had noted. They are saved but at the sacrifice of what fleet they had protecting them. They had lost so many and needed to rebuild. Yet in the time of dark they needed light as well. Or what else where they rebuilding for.
Kirk wanted McCoy by his side. Yet once they were within transporter range she beamed with Captain Pike to Federation Medical. She had only done so much for him while aboard the battered Enterprise. Now with the universe's equipment and methods at her disposal, she would have him walking within a foresight.
Didn't mean he still didn't miss her. They had arrived home under the flag of greatness. Yet everyone just wanted to sleep in their own beds. Get some well deserved downtime. Relax, mourn those they have lost. Sure they had become heroes but there is still the lost. Docking, beaming the sought after ones directly to their rooms. The other lower unnamed heroes being transported by shuttle ferry. Yet it is quiet.
It was Thursday when this all started. People making plans on what to do Friday night and into Saturday. Yet plans had changed and people had been dispersed. That's mainly why he lived by the seat of his pants. Plans change.
The constant chatter that would be filling the halls. The sun shining brightly. The corridors seamy filled with people changing outfits for class. Going to get books or eat a meal. Collect a fellow cadet for class. Too quiet.
Entering his abode he can see the life he had lived. Once so free to go and do as he pleased. Sure there were rules and he had broken them to his will. His life a bubble compared to what the galaxy held for him. Seeing how small his life was. How big it became. How big he had become. Still feeling the same, but everything has changed.
Going to the refresher he needs to relax. Get ready for whatever was about to come his way. Knowing the admiralty was going to want answers to their questions. Want details about what happened. Needing everything explained to the minuteness details. Explain everything.
Right now he let the rain cascade down upon him. Washing away the grit and death. The smell filling his nose. Soap, lots of soap. No one having enough time to pack. Everyone without their essentials. Soaped up and no one to share it with. Closing his eyes he remembers how they had helped to conserve water rations. Vulcan's didn't care for water showers, preferring sonic. His Vulcan though loved it. He misses her. Closing his eyes he looks for that string in his head. The one with snow circling around it. The one that is his angel. Reaching out he strokes it. Feels her thrum under his hand. Waiting, wanting to play more. Thrum, he smiles. His body vibrating from being plucked back. She is still here. Good.
CH11
Resting to be awoken by a chime. He doesn't want to answer it. But he does. Opening the door he is shocked who is there on the other side.
"Spock!?" he moves back. Moves back to allow the older gentleman in.
"It is good to see you my friend." Kirk moves further in to allow the older to enter more and take a seat. Sitting down he watches the older man. While the older man is watching him. Peaking an eyebrow up he looks at the young man. "I have had an interesting talk with the admirals."
"Yeah, I need to get over there soon."
"They are allowing you the day. Tomorrow they will talk with you." Interrogate more like it. But one more day. Better then right now.
"Small favors." Spock looks around the room. The mixture of two people. His two closest friends. A dress hangs on a hanger. Moving toward it he sees how it shimmers in the light. Something his Leonard would never wear, yet female now. Then the pictures that line the shelves. Some of the older ones with both males. Then too most recent of male and female. Smiling, Jim holding her close to him.
"So what are you doing here?"
"I'm here to discuss my past, your future."
"But it has already changed hasn't it. And won't it disrupt that time paradox thing."
"Yes, but mostly I would like to reminisce more on you as a person and our adventures, our friendship and what it can become." Kirk nods to this. Vulcan's live longer than humans. Outliving their human friends. Only having memories.
Bones…
Bones in a Vulcan who will outlive him. She will be alone with her memories.
"Jim, I do not mean to make you feel sad. Just I," Kirk cuts him off.
"No it's not you just realizing what um, Bones will go through once, um, we age." Spock nods. Seeing now where the younger mind went to in his quest to remember. His thoughts going to his ashayma.
"We are never truly alone." Kirk looks to Spock. She would have Spock still. Not him. A frail human. So easily destroyed. Everything though is changed.
"But we can get lost." Spock smiles at the wisdom in his friend.
"True, but there is always a light." Loving these mind games, he missed this.
The door opens.
A war worn surgeon walks through the doors. Scrub shirt still on. Her uniform draped over the corner of her arm. Entering she takes in the room.
"Live Long and Prosper, Doctor McCoy."
"Live long and prosper to you too, and no."
"No?"
"No, I will not change my mind. I want no part of the high council." Especially since the vessel's previous occupant was betrothed to that bastard who tried. She shakes her head moving over toward Jim. She extends her hand to Jim who reaches out and takes it. They share a smile. "He's good. Finally got a better expert the me. Impressed the hell out of him though."
"You are impressive." She leans down and kisses him.
"Flattery will get you everywhere."
"Counting on it." She looks back at Other Spock. "No, thank you. I need a shower." She passes them to go to the fresher.
"Fascinating." Kirk looks to Spock. He makes a face, what? "She still speaks with a slight southern accent. They have the same spirit." Spock looks down. Kirk can see the sadness grace across his elder features.
Spock looks over to the refresher then to Jim. "Take good care of her, Jim. She is most precious. " Kirk looks stricken at what he is hearing.
"Did you and Leonard, um…"
"No, we survived the longest of our family. Once so close but we departed ways. We shared so much. No man I could think better to hold my soul and call brother."
"Brother?"
"Long story. Do you think she would mind if I talked with her?"
"She's tired and, maybe." Spock stares at him. Thanking him. "Take a seat while I get her some cloths." Jim moves to the closet.
Wondering what the other Spock had to say to his mate. Picking out a pair of jeans and a nice green blouse he smiles. To be normal again. Just another day to live. To go out and not be reminded of all lost. At all gained.
"Jim," she calls. "Can you…" he had the cloths at the door with his heartbeat. His heart skipping at her calling him Jim. Knowing no one calls him Jim like she does. "Thank you, darling."
Spock had watched her come in. Could see she was at the end of her rope. But he wanted to see more. He missed his friends, his family. To see them so young. So different because of a chained event he started. The silver lining, Jim had Bones. They all had found one another. Still different, yet the same.
He wants to know more.
CH11
Leonard is beyond tired. Just like her mate running until the candle is all but .05cm of wick and no wax. Bone tired. Putting the clothes on she looks in the mirror. Normal looking at the moment but it is everything beyond that.
Saved as many as she could. Tried to make peace. Too tired. Exiting into their room she looks to the sitting Vulcan. Spock looks to her. Seeing how human she looks.
"You're still here?"
'It appears that I am."
"Why?" she comes in to take a seat on the couch across from him. She still had manners even if her whole body is screaming at her go to sleep.
"I wished to meet you."
"The freak." The anomaly that should not exist.
"To see an old friend." Leonard tilts her head at this. Seeing the old Vulcan for who he is. Jim had told her. She had seen it.
"You're the other Spock."
"I am." Rubbing a hand across her face to stay alert and calm.
"So what do you want? If you don't mind me asking."
"I wanted to see my friends."
"Even if they are not yours." He looks hard at her for her words.
"I still hope."
"Hope?"
"That we can still be friends. That the friendships I hold dear may still have a chance here. I don't want my disruption to ruin what is so special, and needed."
"Was I male when we were friends."
"Yes doctor."
"I see. Was I ever?" hoping for one day.
"No, you were never in a female form."
"Great." Balloon burst there. Jim comes in with a glass of chocolate milk. She drinks. Spock lifts his eyes at this. Smelling the chocolate, knowing. "Do you want one?"
"Thank you but no." He continues to stare at her. She huffs as she drinks some more. It had been a long week. Jim sits beside her and she wants to melt into him.
Watching them interact he aches. It hurts to see his friends alive and well, yet there is joy too. Observing them closely he can see how much they love one another. In Spock's time it was speculated that he and Leonard had a relationship. Sure they had the professional one. For a short time they had shared something more. Been together in joined souls. Never like this. Jim running a finger up her ears. She leans into him. They have become so much more. The heart and passion together but where is he. He who is the third of the triangle. The voice of logic and science.
They need him. His counterpart needs them. In order to get over this hurdle. He needs them. Still wishing, some part of him, to be part of this. The door chimes.
"Do I smell or something?"
"You smell clean to me." Kirk answers Bones' question while he turns to inhale her hair.
"Then it must be you cause who would come now?"
"I don't know. Enter," he calls to the door. The door opens to reveal an older Vulcan male and a little one who ran right into McCoy's arms. She starts back but smiles as she hugs the little one back.
"Saavik, where did you come from?"
"She has been insistent upon seeing you."
"I missed you," the little one mumbled not releasing the woman who has been so kind to her. Let her be who she is. The half breed who still feels.
"Missed you too." She looks up at Sarek. Sarek who has been minding the child. More like the two joining together in their time of need. Sarek needing that light not to go out. Sure his mate is gone but he found a candle that rekindled the love, not in the mate way, but family. "So what have you been up too?"
"Sarek has been taking me around campus to see the sites. He has also helped with my meditation. And I have been well."
"That is good to hear. Glad Sarek has someone right now." The two share a look. They both missed Amanda. A true ambassador between both worlds. Her hand goes to touch the side of Saavik's face. So gentle she touches but also sees. Sees how Saavik sees her. A mother, sister she would never have by blood. Hoping one to have still. Seeing Sarek take her around campus. Letting her smile and run like a child. Being alive and enjoying it. Dropping her hand she smiles to the youngling. "Don't let anyone tell you it is wrong to feel." Saavik beamed at this.
Prime Spock looks at this. His Leonard always battling him to come to his Vulcan senses and feel his human side. Show it for dang sake. The heart of the group. Still trying to get them to feel. To act more human. Saavik sits in her lap. Looking at them and the potential at what could be. This Jim Kirk could have the family he always wanted, should have had. Not be the great alone Jim Kirk but still great family man, savior of earth.
He already saved earth. This Jim had a mate. One that he always wanted but was more into the ladies. Wondering now if ever his two ever. Shaking his head he watches Kirk tell the young Vulcan a joke. The little one laughing.
"They make a good pair don't they." Sarek observes aloud.
"Indeed."
"They will have wondrous children."
"If they do." Spock looks up at his father. Wondering if he sees. If he knows. Knows he can no longer remain a cloud floating alone in the sky. So few Vulcan's left.
"She does. I can remember my wife and doctor McCoy discussing the mechanics and issues of having a cross species child. If Kirk is willing, they will."
"You know them well?"
"I was asked to help influence her to come to Vulcan to let the academy see if they could help her." Spock looks up at his father. If his father believed in something he would fight till his last breath. "Also to help her adjust. But the doctor would have none of it. So Amanda helped school her in our ways." Spock nods to this. Looking over he sees Saavik has rested her head on McCoy's shoulder to watch the Vulcan sleep. Her head resting on Jim's shoulder. Jim just smiling at them.
Hope, that this family will have a future.
"I believe we should take our leave." Spock stood. He wanted to stay longer. To see more. He has time. Time to see and time to influence Starfleet on what to do with one James T. Kirk. Telling of his potential. Wanting also to spend time with a man who once knew him so well and he who has memories of that mans life. Remembering his doctor fondly he stands. "I will see you again soon, Jim."
"Count on it." Jim wanted to know more about the alternate reality. Learn things he should be wary of and also in order to protect his Bones. Saavik maneuvered herself gently from the doctor's lap. Stroking her fingers over the top of the doctors.
"Live long and prosper, Saavik." The doctor speaks low. For the move and stroke had woken her to a degree.
"Live and long and prosper, to you Len." Saavik didn't want to go but knew the doctor is tired. She had sat and watched her command the sickbay. Seeing her order people to do things, heal the injured along with surgery upon others. Level headed she commanded her territory. Strong during all the events of losing Vulcan and her friends around her. Wanting to be that strong. All the time still finding time for her to be normal. To live.
Hugging the woman she walks over to Sarek who she in the custody of. She likes Sarek. He has been kind to her and of Len. Len who was a conundrum to the high council. Sarek stepping in when a Vulcan tried to manhandle her. Liking the man who also took time to teach and play games with her.
Jim nods to the men, "Be safe." Watching the Vulcan's leave their domicile. Turning back to see Bones staring at him and fading. "Tired?"
"What gave me away," she smirks.
"Let's go to bed."
"To sleep." She firmly states. Knowing her mate.
"To sleep, but I must tell you now that my hands will hold you tight to me."
"I'll keep you warm." Kirk moves in to help her up. Their hands touching, gripping tight.
"I love you Bones," he could never get enough of her. He wants so much with her. When she held Saavik. His mind dreamed of what their child would look like. Hoping she is as beautiful as Saavik and his mate. Knowing she will be. Especially with those ears. Never thinking he deserved happiness. My how the stars have changed. Prime Spock proof already how things have changed. And maybe for the better.
"Love you too Jim," she takes his hand squeezing his. She wants children. And now would have to in order to save the species. Yet would they be hers. It's all complicated for her. To have children when originally she would be the one leaving a deposit, not bearing. The other shoe. Someday to have it fit her. "We will have beautiful children." He looks at her.
"How did you?" he isn't stupid but he does forget sometimes that there are taboos about this katra switch. Wanting to ask but scared of rejection. Taking acceptance wherever he could get it. Now only really wanting it from one person. Kissing her cheek. "Come on my wife."
"Lead the way husband." Smiling mega watts at her.
"I like that.
TBC…
I know, I know. But here is at least something.
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