Captain Spirk

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Chapter 9: Sometimes Loneliness Is Blessing

Kirk sighed as another (female) crewmember blushed in the presence of him/Spock. And somehow the blushing always involved frantic eyelashes batting (even among some of the male crewmen) that it annoyed him to no end. Also, please don't get him started on the blatant stares he'd been receiving day in and day out. Despite his narcissistic tendencies (yes, he does have that issue), even James T. Kirk gets agitated from all the attention (and not to mention admiration) he'd been getting lately.

Admittedly, in the beginning, it had been rather amusing in a way to gauge the various shocked reactions he came across. But that novelty had since worn off and now as he is sitting here in the command chair in the middle of the bridge; he is in no mood to have people gawking at him like he is a two-headed monster or something.

Furthermore, if he, Kirk had felt annoyed at all these unwanted attentions, he felt extremely sympathetic towards Spock. Kirk understands well the Vulcan's private nature and dislikes of intrusion to his personal space. It must be such a nightmare to the Vulcan to be the centre of attention and sharing the spotlight with Kirk like he is doing now.

Oh, and not to mention that Spock is unfortunately stuck to him body and mind and thankfully not the soul…

Whoa Kirk, focus.

Yeoman Rand had to classify as the worse case of them all. Even now the young woman is staring at him/Spock with some sort of a starry-eyed expression that is borderline obscene. Kirk had half a mind in having her court-martialled for sexual harassment (HAH!)already. It was amusing to him, however to find that Spock agreed to his (playful) suggestion quite willingly.

Funny.

It seemed that Spock had shown nothing towards Yeoman Rand other than a thinly veiled form of hostility. Obviously, the Vulcan had not voiced such a thing out loud nor has he openly project it to Kirk in their mind link but inexplicably Kirk just knows.

Like it was his second nature.

Very, very strange indeed.

Why would Spock dislike Rand so much? He does wonder about this very much. Because it is not just recently that he had detected Spock's disapproval of the yeoman. No, as a matter of fact, if Kirk recalled correctly, the Vulcan had displayed a lack of approval of Rand ever since she started being assigned as Kirk's personal yeoman.

This fact is interesting to note really since, apart from the fact that Rand can pretty much shamelessly flirt with her Captain occasionally, she has so far performed her duties well. So logically, Spock has no reason to hate Rand. But from an emotional side of things however, Kirk could probably form a possible hypothesis.

And it is such an unlikely and not to mention illogical scenario to happen that Kirk scratched the thought as fast as it had come to him. Especially since he is well aware that the Vulcan can sense every single dang thing from him. Like all the time.

Although, apparently Spock did not find the phrase 'sharing is caring' very logical since he is still pretty much shielding his thoughts heavily from Kirk. It is so frustrating because Kirk would have been very much interested in knowing what exactly is going on in that brilliant Vulcan mind of his.

Sigh.

Rand is still staring (although somewhat discreetly now if that was possible) and so do pretty much everyone else from time to time. Perhaps it was a mistake reporting in for duty in the first place. Doctor McCoy was apparently against it (and for good reasons) at the very least until the result of the psychological exam is made known. Now Kirk wished that he'd taken that advise because frankly right now he is feeling so claustrophobic and trapped. He felt a headache coming.

'Are you alright sir?' Janice asked concern. 'You don't look so good.'

With that exclamation, every pair of eyes on the bridge turned to regard Kirk/Spock with interest.

Great. Just what they need. More attention.

'I'm fine yeoman,' he had to say through gritted teeth.

Going berserk in the middle of the Bridge would just ruin crew's morale anyway.

'You look rather pale and unwell sir. Perhaps, you should get some rest. I can accompany you to your quarters,' she said and it sounded hopeful too.

Kirk caught a strangled sort of sound coming from the Communication Console. Uhura apparently had developed throat irritation ala Dr. McCoy. Kirk glared at her or it might be Spock who is doing the glaring, he really could not tell, but Uhura just glared back.

Really now. Aren't women just confusing? Kirk wondered how he had managed to handle them all these years.

Janice however was oblivious to the whole thing. She is now watching her Commanding Officer(s) with a hopeful look in her eyes. Kirk really has no mood to be dealing with her mother hen ways just now and so does Spock. The Vulcan had been transmitting a thought that is akin to [NO NO NO NO] throughout their interaction with the yeoman. Kirk had to agree with him.

Just then perhaps luckily the intercom on the Command Chair beeped.

'Kirk here,' he answered because he is the Captain.

It was McCoy on the other end.

'Captain and of course you too Spock, will you please come to Sickbay now. I have something to discuss with the both of you,' McCoy said.

'What is it Bones?' Kirk asked. He was not in the mood for another surprised 'psychological examination' either.

'It's confidential Jim. So if you would please come down here, I would appreciate it. Or would you prefer for the whole crew to find out?'

That peak the interests of the Bridge crew even more. Kirk was thinking of charging all of them entertainment fees.

Kirk sighed. He seemed to be doing it a lot lately.

'Alright Bones. No need to get nasty. We're on our way. Kirk out.'

Kirk/Spock stood up and ordered Sulu to take the con.

'If you need us, we'll be down in Sickbay,' he told Sulu and the Helmsman responded with an 'Aye Sir'.

'Permission to accompany you sir,' Rand stated eagerly.

Kirk/Spock was already headed toward the turbolift.

'Denied,' Kirk said without looking at her.

Spock sends a wave of approval through their link. Kirk grinned back at him.

'At ease Spock,' he whispered to the other man as the lift hurtled slowly downwards.

Once they reached Sickbay, McCoy was already waiting.

Kirk went straight to business.

'Alright Doctor. What is it that cannot wait?' he asked.

See, the thing here is the fact that ever since the whole psyche exam fiasco, Kirk/Spock had been avoiding McCoy like the plague. And similarly the Doctor had not made any attempt to reach them either; until now that is.

McCoy put his hands up, palms outward in an unmistakable gesture of peace.

'Take it easy both of you. Have a seat,' the Doctor said motioning to the empty chair in front of him.

Kirk/Spock looked suspiciously at McCoy but complied with the request nevertheless

'Well since the both of you had been very cooperative throughout the whole psyche exam, why don't I get a glass of something to drink for us,' McCoy began.

A little bit too sweetly perhaps.

After all, the 'cooperative' bit is definitely an exaggeration.

The truth is K/S (KOCK!) had nearly made the Doctor pulled out all of his hair (ouch) in anger for their sheer stubbornness.

McCoy recalled with incredible disgusts the number of times either of them had been hauled to him half-dead.

The amount of sheer panic and total chaos those moments have ignited.

But never mind that now.

Kirk/Spock trained suspicious eyes upon him.

They're definitely not about to trust McCoy that easily.

[I believe that the Doctor is setting us up to something Captain]

[I do think so too Spock]

Bones tried his splendid best to look absolutely nonchalant.

'What's the catch Bones?' Kirk asked.

Damn, if Jim Kirk isn't a perceptive one.

McCoy tried his best to smother the oncoming scowl from colouring his features.

'Look Jim. I do understand that you are perhaps still disgruntled about, ah, some personal questions asked during the exam but I assure you that it was necessary and I have the report here with me now.

The Doctor held the PADD in his hand aloft. 'Here it is.'

Both Kirk and Spock are similarly very curious and interested in the outcome of their 'torture'.

'Well, how did we do? Are we running the risks of endangering ourselves or the crew or anything else? What's the verdict Doctor; total isolation?' Kirk asked rather sarcastically and nervously if it might be added.

McCoy smiled kindly. He understood the Captain's personal fear of losing command of the Enterprise.

Remember the statement about McCoy having compassion?

'Well I'm happy to report good news for you Captain,' he said. 'And you too Hobgoblin. You're both mentally stable and fit for duty.'

Kirk felt his relief mingled with Spock's.

For a moment there, he had thought otherwise.

[We're good Spock]

He sent a warm mental note to the Vulcan through their link.

[Indeed Captain]

[Spock, you're forgetting something]

[I do not]

[You didn't call me Jim]

[….]

[Auw, c'mon Spock]

A pout.

[Your demand is illogical…Jim]

Kirk beamed and it had nothing to do with his certified healthy mental state.

'AHEM.'

McCoy had cleared his throat again.

'You did not take my advice regarding the throat lozenges Doctor. That is very illogical considering the fact that you seemed to suffer irritation of the larynx regularly.'

Apparently Spock had missed his usual banter with McCoy because Kirk can just feel him itching to challenge the Doctor to a verbal duel.

McCoy scowled.

'Why you computerized green-blooded Hobgoblin. Just because your psychological report is normal does not necessarily mean that I agree with it!' McCoy retorted.

Jim Kirk knew he had to intervene before things got out of hand.

'Gentlemen please. This is the time to celebrate not debate. I believe you were about to pour us some drink Bones?'

A moment later, the three of them (technically) because there are only one McCoy and one Kirk/Spock had settled down nursing drinks; Saurian Brandy for all of them. Spock had initially expressed reluctance in joining Bones for a drink but Kirk had wanted to spent time with someone else for a change and since Bones is back in his good books (not to mention the Doctor's peace offering of a fine brandy), he had managed to persuade Spock to stay.

[I do not care for a drink Captain]

[You don't perhaps Spock; but I do. Come on Spock, just for a little while alright]

Spock might've sighed, Kirk could not tell, but the Vulcan (although reluctantly) had acquiesced to the request.

Kirk sent a grateful mental note to him and felt Spock reciprocating with an acknowledgement.

It felt good.

They talked about nonsensical things as they drink. That is; Kirk and McCoy talked, Spock was just there and seemingly contented enough to listen to the two friends. He interrupted seldom and even McCoy (perhaps as a token of their recent peace, had left the Vulcan alone).

'Should I pour you another glass Jim? I see you've taken your time with the Brandy. It's not like you to pass on a good drink. Or is the Hobgoblin preventing you from drinking?' McCoy teased gently.

Kirk shook his head. He felt groggy suddenly and found it extremely unusual because he normally could drink anyone under the table with no trouble before. And just now, he had had only two glasses of brandy. It should not have any effect on him yet. Also, he just realised that Spock had been mightily quiet for the last few minutes.

But still, he shook his head again to clear it and his suddenly blurring vision.

'Huh…' he thought.

'Spock, 'Kirk called, unaware that he is voicing it out loud.

No answer.

'Hey Spock, do you feel alright?'

Still no answer.

[Hey, what's wrong?]

And strangely, although Kirk can still sense Spock's consciousness surrounding him (he'd gotten used to it), the Vulcan seemed to be…unresponsive…or asleep... which is odd.

'Jim!'

Kirk/Spock turned to look at him and McCoy was surprised to find a confused expression written on the face.

McCoy felt his concern grew when he saw the lapse of concentration in Kirk/Spock's eyes. They could not be drunk could they? Heck, Jim Kirk is a fish and Spock's a Vulcan for goodness sake! A little alcohol would not, should not caused them to be intoxicated.

'Jim!'

The Doctor had rushed to Kirk/Spock's side.

'Bo-Bones…Spock…is... maybe unwell…and I don't feel too good. Ugh,' Kirk slurred as he tried to regain his equalibrium.

It was useless.

Lucky for him that Bones was there as Kirk/Spock slumped forward in a dead faint.

To Be Continued…

Uh, I honestly did not know where this plot came from. It just appeared from out of nowhere and whacked me on the head and I was just forced to write this nonsense. But I believe it is a fitting start to a rise in rating for the next chapter. I suppose I can do this, no?

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