"Don't most people usually have dinner and a movie and then incredibly hot sex?" asked Bones as they made their way out of Jim's bathroom, still straightening their nice date-clothes.
"Yeah, but we're not most people, are we Bonesy?"
"No, Jim, we most certainly are not."
"Might I suggest that now would be a good time for the dinner you previously mentioned, Leonard?" Spock brought up, feeling himself begin to grow hungry.
"Yeah, I don't know about you two but I'm starved!" agreed Jim. "And a movie sounds pretty good too. I'll go replicate us up some dinner and you guys pick out a movie." He gestured in the general direction of his couch and TV as he walked off into the kitchen area, but turned back on his heel to add, "Oh, and I want you both fully clothed when I get back; I don't wanna miss anything," he smiled.
McCoy and Spock sat down on the couch and looked through the movie selection. Serious movies with morals and little to no action bored Jim to death; as much as he hated to admit it, horror movies scared the crap out of Bones; and Spock found almost all Terran movies to be extremely illogical; but eventually they agreed on a romantic comedy.
When Jim returned with three plates of food, he found Spock pinned to the couch and McCoy on top of him, kissing him vigorously. "I thought I told you guys not to start without me," he whined, only half serious.
Pulling away from Leonard's mouth, the half Vulcan replied slyly, "But, Jim, you only requested that we remain fully clothed. Obviously, we have complied."
The blonde just shook his head and chuckled as he put down the plates of food so he could join them.
Later that night, after they had all said their lingering goodbyes at his door, Jim was lying in his bed, wide awake.
His bed felt so empty. While they were stranded on the ice planet, Jim had become accustomed to two other bodies in the bed with him. Now he was just cold and alone. Rolling over, he looked at his clock and groaned in exasperation when he saw that he would have to get up for work in a few hours.
He did have one last resort though. He instructed the computer to comm Bones and Spock for a conference call. In a matter of seconds, they were both onscreen and they too looked wide awake. Well Spock always looked wide awake, even when he was asleep, but Bones usually looked disheveled if he had been sleeping. And he was usually cursing if he had just been woken.
"You guys can't sleep either?" the doctor asked.
"Affirmative. I find my mind is distracted from sleep and meditation by thoughts of our relationship."
"I can't stop thinking about you two either. And, honestly, I'm pretty lonely. Even though we haven't been together for very long, I feel like I need you with me in order to sleep," the captain admitted.
"You want us to come over, Jim?" Bones asked.
"It would be the logical thing to do if we wish to perform optimally tomorrow," Spock pointed out.
"Logic ain't got nothing to do with it! You just want to get us in bed! Green blooded horny bastard," McCoy drawled out affectionately.
"While illogical, your statement is not completely false, Leonard darling."
'Did Spock just call Bones 'Leonard darling'? That is so hot and adorable!'
"So, my place? I do have the biggest bed," the captain added.
"We shall be there in approximately 1.2 minutes," Spock calculated.
Bones glared at him through the comm screen. "I'll be there whenever I get there, dammit, Spock."
"Very well. I shall see you in 1.2 minutes, Leonard," the Vulcan snarked before they ended the transmission.
If anyone saw Mr. Spock or Doctor McCoy sneaking through the nearly empty halls towards the captain's room in their pajamas, they kept their mouths shut about it.
"Exactly 1.2 minutes, Leonard," said Spock as Jim opened the door to let them in.
"Shut up," the doctor growled.
"Good to know you guys can still banter at three in the morning," Jim said, irritable from exhaustion. "I just want to sleep!"
"Alright, honey," said Bones gently, trying to prevent his boyfriend from having a temper tantrum like a two year old who hadn't had their nap yet.
Jim grabbed them both by the hand and pulled them onto the bed with him. They arranged themselves with Spock in the middle so Leonard and Jim could both cuddle up to his warm Vulcan body temperature. With his face nestled against Spock's warm neck, and his hand under Bones's on top of Spock's firm stomach, the captain of the Enterprise was finally able to fall asleep.
When Jim woke up, he found himself wrapped around Bones. "Well good morning, handsome," he smirked.
Bones blinked and slowly woke up. "Huh? Oh, um, ya, good morning." He paused. "Do I smell pancakes?"
Jim sniffed the air and nodded. "Yeah! It does smell like pancakes! I bet that's where Spock is, replicating us breakfast!"
Leonard and Jim both got out of bed and followed their noses into the small kitchen area where they were shocked at what they found.
"Good God man!"
"Spock! You're cooking? ! You're actually cooking! Do people even do that anymore? !" Jim was flabbergasted.
"Where'd you even learn to cook?" McCoy questioned.
"My mother taught me," said Spock as he expertly flipped a golden pancake onto a plate.
"Why didn't you just use the replicator," Jim asked. He knew the answer but he just really wanted to hear Spock say it out loud.
"I wished to do something to express my affection for you. A 'home-cooked meal' as you might say, seemed to be the logical choice," he explained simply.
The humans just smiled. Who knew Vulcans could be so damn sweet?
"My God! This is the best pancake I've ever tasted in my life!" Leonard exclaimed when he took his first bite. Jim nodded emphatically.
"Thank you. It is a Grayson family recipe." Spock looked down at his plate, suddenly missing his mom.
As delicious as the pancake was, Jim didn't hesitate to put his fork down and place a comforting hand on the Vulcan's shoulder. "Hey, it's okay to be sad. We're here for you."
When Spock looked back up there was a small trace of a sad smile on his usually stoic face. "I appreciate your reassurances, beloved, but I have already grieved the loss of my mother years ago. I was simply reminiscing about the happier times of my childhood." Jim nodded in understanding.
"And on that note," announced Leonard as he looked at the clock, "It's time to go to work."
The small planet of Tevis was already looming on the viewscreen when Kirk, Spock, and McCoy walked onto the bridge together. The other officers on the bridge tried not to stare, not knowing exactly how to react to their relationship.
Sensing the awkwardness in the room, the captain frowned. "Alright, what's with you guys? ! We're together. All three of us! I thought you people were tolerant but I guess not. So just get over it."
"No! That's not it at all, Captain!" Uhura was quick to reassure him.
"Then why are you all acting so funny?"
"Well…" Chekov began.
"It's just that…" Scotty tried.
"Took you guys long enough!" Sulu finally said what was on all of their minds.
Spock tried in vain to hide his blush, Leonard stared slack-jawed at the embarrassed crew, and the captain just smirked. "Huh. I was that obvious? Damn."
"Arriving at Tevis, sir," Sulu changed the subject.
"Very good. Take us into standard orbit."
"Aye, sir."
"Spock honey? Could you get me the address of Dr. and Dr. Hansen?" Jim asked.
Quickly, Spock pulled up their files and found their current address on the planet below. "Affirmative."
"Thanks, babe. Send it to my padd, would ya?"
"Sent," Spock confirmed, trying not to show his embarrassment at Jim's PDA.
"Excellent. Now, Scotty, do you think you can beam us down somewhere in the vicinity of that address?" Kirk asked.
"Aye sir, I can try my best."
"Come down to the transporter room with us. Sulu, you have the conn."
Once they reached transporter room, Scotty easily found the coordinates of the address and Kirk, Spock, and McCoy stepped onto the transporter pad.
"I don't know how long we'll be gone. If they don't want anything to do with us then we'll just come right back. But we'll keep you informed. Communication's not gonna go out again is it?" the captain asked.
"No, sir, we got that all fixed up. Now that we've got new dilithium crystals there shouldn't be any problem at all!" the engineer reassured him.
"That's what he said right before we got stranded on an ice planet for two days!" McCoy pointed out.
"Yeah, but if we hadn't have gotten stranded down there I might have never caught you and Spock making out," he crooned affectionately.
Bones glared at him. "Knowing you and your constant disregard for locked doors, you would have caught us sooner or later."
Jim sighed. "Everything is gonna be okay, Bones. I promise."
"Oh, he promises! That makes everything better! Just beam us down already, Scotty, let's get this over with," the doctor grumbled pessimistically.
With that, the captain nodded and Scotty beamed them down to the planet below.
The planet of Tevis was only a little bit warmer than average Earth temperature and a bit muggier. The sky was a brilliant shade of turquoise and the air smelled much cleaner than it did on more heavily populated planets.
"See, Bonesy, I told you we'd be fine. This place is pretty nice. I could get used to this!" the captain smiled.
"Indeed, the temperature is quite pleasant. However, I am not accustomed to such a high level of humidity," said Spock.
"You'll get used to it," Jim assured him. "Now, let's find these guys!"
The street they had beamed onto was a residential street but the houses were few and far between. Only a few vehicles passed them as they followed the house numbers to the correct residence.
"Well, this is it!" Jim proclaimed as they came to a small yet well maintained house.
"Fascinating. They have many plants in their garden that are supposed to only grow on Vulcan," said Spock as he admired the garden.
The impatient doctor grabbed Spock by the arm and pulled him away from the rare Vulcan flowers. "Come on, Spock. You'll have plenty of time to smell the roses later."
By the time Bones and Spock reached the front step, Jim had already buzzed the door. After a few seconds, it slid open, revealing a tall, smiling Vulcan. "Hello, how may I help you gentlemen?" the Vulcan man asked kindly.
"Doctor Stolik, I presume?" Jim asked with his best diplomat smile.
"Yes, and you are Captain James T. Kirk."
So I thought I was gonna be able to get through this whole story without having to name the ice planet... but it turns out I will need a name for it in the next chapter. I suck at naming planets so any suggestions? I will credit you for the name if I use yours! Thanks! :)