On instinct, both had put their hands in the air as a sign that they were holding no weapons. The tension was thick. Jim felt a lump form in his throat as the adrenaline of being caught pulsed in his ears. No. He was a Captain and if he was going to get caught and get in trouble for it, then it would be on his terms.

He had been acting like a real Captain for the past few minutes (a new record, mind you) and he wasn't about to give up now just because someone spotted them. He'd sooner blow his commanding officers than surrender now. He turned, slowly, thinking that the person behind him was bound to be some security officer that he'd have to hurt for no other reason than to keep their secret. When he finally got a picture of the person, however, he was relieved and shocked all at once to see Scotty.

"Cap'n?" Scotty asked, like he couldn't recognize his commanding officer from a back view. Jim had turned completely around now, James had done the same, both had quizzical looks plastered to their faces. "Well Ah'll be ah sheep with no bladder. Tha doctor wasn't lying!" Jim and James switched glances. Scotty approached them, a smile forming on his lips as he took in the view of James.

"The doctor?" Both Jim and James asked at once. They glanced at one another; it had been the first time they had spoken in unison. Jim shuddered. It was still very creepy, even coming from his mouth.

"Aye, thar, sir. You didn't possibly think that Ah'd be so easily swayed to take ah physical without knowing why tha doctor wanted meh in tha first place, did ya?" A pause, "Ov course, when Ah caught sight of tha older doctor, Ah was ah bit befuddled, but that was when he started explainin' tha situation." Jim had relaxed now, but he felt a slight anger rising in him for that damn older Bones not listening to him and not staying in his cabin, you know, where the guy was supposed to be. Ah, it didn't matter. It looked like his Bones was trying to get him back already for sending him into a no win situation with Scotty. The Scotsman wasn't just a dim ol' hungry-all-the-time man, he was smart and if you gave him even the tiniest hint, he could figure the whole big picture out in no time. Jim liked that about him.

"So," Jim started slowly, "how much do you know?" Scotty nodded his head.

"Enough, Cap'n. Enough to know that ya went out of yer way to hurt meh precious engines fer the sake of yer older counterparts. Ah-nestly," he said with a slight shrug, "ya could have just told meh and Ah would have shut down the engines mehself. As ya know, Cap'n, Ah'm no stranger to tha future beings comin' back in time. Remember, you found me on Delta Vega." The engineer had him there. Jim smiled. Scotty was, without a doubt, an awesome individual.

"So," Scotty interrupted his thoughts, "it seems yer goin' to be a-needin' reports on how tha engines will be down fer aboot ah week. Ah think Ah can scrounge up somethin' to convince Starfleet Command we need tha time, but on one condition." Jim looked at the Scotsman who had a twinkle in his eye. Jim shook his head thinking that his request was probably going to be something he could grant without a doubt. Scotty took on a very serious air. "Make a formal request to Starfleet Command to send us tha data Ah need to have tha Replicators make ah Hero Sandwich properly. These puppies just can't ah-do it right!"

Scotty. You. Are. Made. Of. Win.

Jim walked towards the man and placed a kind hand on his shoulder. "It will be so, Scotty. I'll look into it personally."

"Aye, thanks thar, Cap'n. Ah'll go start workin' on those reports now." He started off, but then stopped suddenly and turned to face the Captains again. "Ah, all this sabotagin' is makin' meh hungry! Ah'll get to them after Ah grab meh ah sandwich!" With a tiny chuckle the man disappeared into the turbolift. The smile never left Jim's face.

"You'll learn in time just what Scotty's capable of." James broke into his thoughts. Jim looked to the man who had one of those 'smiles' again. "He's smart, no doubt, but the man is loyal. One of the most loyal crewmen on board, the only one who has him beat is Mr. Spock." Jim nodded, he was already aware of Scotty's loyalty. He knew it the moment they had been energized right back onto the Enterprise after leaving Delta Vega when the Scotsman had refused to tell Spock a damn thing. He knew right then that he had a good man cradling his ship with the delicate touch as a husband would his own wife. Plus, the guy was a freaking awesome drunk and everyone loved being around him. His loyalty seemed only to heighten that love.

James tugged him along. "We need to get to the Private Rec Room." Jim didn't care that they were supposed to get to their cabins first, so he followed his counterpart into the rec room. When the door swished open, both were surprised at the sight they saw already taking place inside.

Younger Bones was sitting angrily in a chair as Older Bones was placing a bandage on his forehead. Both looked up when the Jims entered.

"Dude, what happened to you?" Jim asked, trying to suppress a smile.

"Your plan. That's what happened." Bones retorted in his usual 'Jim, you're an idiot, shut up, don't ask questions and bleed please. I need to see you suffer to distract me from my own pain' demeanor. He couldn't help it, Jim started to snicker. Seeing Bones a little ruffled up and having himself bandage his wounds was just gold.

After the onslaught of how Jim needs to quit laughing and get a damn life, Bones when on to tell them what had happened to him. It seemed Scotty left out a large portion of the story, and that was good, because if Scotty had told him what Bones was telling him now, he'd probably have given the guy a hug and laughed his ass off until the following morning.

Bones had said that he had entered Sickbay and waited for Scotty. The Scotsman was already wary about why Bones had called him in there so late in the day. Bones tried to keep it strictly business, but Scotty had assumed Bones was interested in him romantically and tried to 'deny' Bones on his many requests, saying that he wasn't 'into' those sort of things and his one true love was the Enterprise. Bones assured him he was not in love with the man, but it didn't stop Scotty from trying to get back to engineering.

In a desperate attempt to keep Scotty in the room, Bones tried to get the man to do some tests, but when the first alarm had sounded (Jim made a small 'oops' when Bones said that) he argued with the doctor, trying to get his ass back where he belonged. Bones managed to keep him steady until the second alarm sounded from Spock. There was no helping it then, Scotty lunged out, knowing there was something wrong. When Bones still tried to convince him to stay put, Scotty had assumed that Bones wasn't himself and was a threat to the ship and her crew. So he did what any good ol' loyal Scotsman would do: he began a brawl with the guy.

During the fight, Leonard had heard the rustling and shouting from his cabin and came to assist his younger self. That was when Scotty caught sight of the older counterpart and stopped mid-punch. Bones figured the cat was out of the bag and explained himself thinking he'd knock the guy out with a hypo if he got too confused.

"Why didn't you just knock him out with a hypospray to begin with?"

"Shut up, Jim, I'm still telling my story."

"Damn, grouchy much."

It was then Bones realized that Scotty found it all made sense and after a few more questions about the future from Leonard about himself (which all was good news) he said he would locate Jim and let him know he knew about the plan and would cooperate accordingly.

"And there you have it. That's what happened and now I'm a mess because you were so determined to keep the guy from finding out when he would have been damn well cool with it to begin with!" Leonard tried to calm him while he dabbed at a small cut on his forearm. "I had to suffer anxiety, homoerotic situations, and a regular Scot's brawl just to learn he was cool with it! God, I'm so angry with you that I'm going to make sure you're next physical is a painful one!"

"How was I supposed to know he'd react that way?" Jim asked in his defense. Bones shot a dirty glare and Jim put his hands up as a sign of surrender. "No, you're right, I should have known. I mean, the guy did learn about Elder Spock before the rest of you."

"Elder Spock?" James and Leonard asked, though not at the same time. Jim slapped his forehead. Damnit, he just wasn't getting out of explaining anything now was he? Just stop opening your mouth, he told himself. It was obvious that the older counterparts wouldn't know about Elder Spock, but Jim had forgotten about that since he thought everyone knew practically everything by now. He had actually lost track about who he had told what. This whole scene was more confusing than figuring out how to hack into the Kobayashi Maru test (which he handled with skill, so maybe this situation wouldn't be too hard to handle).

"Um, yeah," Jim began, rolling his fingers through his hair as he tried to remember things he could and couldn't say, "On Delta Vega I met a Spock that was…100 years older than the current Spocks we have on board, maybe? He was way old and he was the reason we (Scotty and I) got back on to the ship and took command from my Spock." Jim didn't want to go into the whole story, so he simply said that the rest could jeopardize their counterpart's futures and left it at that. Surprisingly, the counterparts accepted that answer and spoke nothing further on the subject, much to Jim's relief.

The next instant, all their eyes went to the door as it opened. In walked both Spocks in their typical fashion.

"I thought we had agreed to meet you in your quarters?" Spock asked Jim. Deciding the mood was better now than it had been, Jim went in for another tease.

"Well," he tilted his head back and waggled his brow a bit, trying to look seductive, "we can still meet in my quarters if you want to, Spock." The way he had said Spock's name made the man tilt his brow questioningly. A slight flush crossed his cheeks as he looked down at the teasing Captain. It was like he knew not what to say just then. Which for Spock was like, weird.

0.2 seconds later Jim's ear was grabbed violently and tugged by none other than his doctor.

"Now's not the time to be an ass, Jim, though with you're schedule I'm sure it's time to be an ass every waking hour."

"Bones!" Jim wrestled with his ear, feeling like it was on fire.

"Don't you 'Bones' me, Jim! Make another snide remark like that and I'll hypo you until I know every allergic reaction you have!" He released Jim's ear and he rubbed it where it was sore.

"Fine, mom." Jim chided, and then in response like the scolding had in fact been from his own mother, he turned to Spock and apologized. "Sorry Spock, I guess I can get unruly sometimes." Spock's emotionless exterior turned back to what it once was.

"There are no worries, Captain. I have concluded that being 'unruly' along with being 'egotistical' are just one of the many traits which are Captain James T. Kirk."

Oh, low blow.

Jim smiled at the challenge. "You pointy-eared son of a—"

"Shouldn't you be on the Bridge?" James asked to end the minor war that had started up playfully between Jim and Spock. Jim shot a small smug look at his counterpart as if to blame him for ruining his fun. Apparently someone wanted to keep things serious.

"James is correct." Spock said emphatically. "In order to make our delay believable, we must report to the Bridge and contact Starfleet Command just as we receive the reports from Mr. Scott."

"Okay, okay." Playtime was over and this shit was serious again. Jim walked towards the door. He was beside Spock when he turned to look towards everyone in the room. They were all looking back at him. Everyone had such a somber mood about them. "Look, Bones, you get back to Sickbay and you three," he said pointing at James, Mr. Spock and Leonard, "go to your cabins and stay put or whatever, just stay out of trouble and out of sight. Savvy?" They all nodded. He took a big heave of breath. "Let's just hope everything works out for the best. Wish me luck, guys." He saluted briefly and he and Spock walked from the Private Rec Room.

Upon entering the Bridge, Jim did his best impression of a pissed off Captain who had no plans of working over time. His First Officer led him over to the science station where he had put in the 'fake' data and began to explain to Jim the 'situation' and 'damages' that had occurred due to the burst. Jim nodded and tried to look worried, like he had never heard this kind of news before. Once finished, he walked over to his Captain chair and paged Scotty. The man answered immediately.

"Scott here."

"Status report. What did the burst do to our engines?"

"Oye, everythin's shot down here, Cap'n. We'll be down fer aboot a week if we're lucky, but those waves did ah number on our controls. It will take a while to git them up and a-goin' again." Jim mocked a pondering stance, like to seem as though he was genuinely worried about everything and every word the man had just spoken.

"Write a full report and have it sent directly to me in an hour. I need to contact Starfleet Command and let them know we are in need of a delay on the next few missions."

"Aye, Cap'n."

"Kirk out." He turned the intercom off and crooked his head back towards his First Officer who seemed to be amused with Jim's acting. "Get a full report on that burst and the anomaly it came from, Mr. Spock. We'll need that too when we contact Starfleet."

"Of course, Captain." Jim sat dramatically in his chair and looked around to the worried faces of the skeleton crew.

"Get comfy, men, we might be stranded out here for a while." Spock and Jim switched an acknowledging glance. Well, part one was over with, now to just convince the higher-ups.

...

Jim had been a little uncomfortable with the call to Starfleet Command when the person he had to convince ended up being the same Admiral who had nearly chopped his head off during his Kobayashi Maru Hearing. Admiral Komack didn't seem pleased either to have to take Jim's call, but all the same, he listened to the problems presented and received the data about the happenings to review. It didn't help Jim's nerves much that Komack seemed skeptical of the whole ordeal. Thankfully, Spock's quick tongue and open-ended sentences gave Jim the opportunity to take control of the situation and make it sound as serious as possible.

"A delay for these missions is not crucial, but unwise," Komack said over the view screen, "it will look poor upon your records."

"The circumstances did not allow us to foresee the upcoming threat, Admiral. This is as detrimental to our morale as it will be to our records." Jim looked over to Spock who seemed a bit defensive. Well, he did have every right to be. Komack was questioning not only the data but he was questioning Spock and the younger Vulcan was never known to appreciate ridicule. Jim's throat knew that all too well.

Jim stepped in, "When you read the report logs from our Chief Engineer, Admiral, you will see that we only require a maximum of a week to bring our ship back into order. In the meantime, we plan on using the remaining equipment to analyze the data we received from the anomaly and possibly identify it. A full report will be written and sent to Starfleet Command to warn other ships of their damaging bursts."

"Very well, Captain Kirk," that had been the first time Jim heard the man call him 'Captain' since the ceremony, "will your ship require assistance of another vessel to help with the repairs or protect you from threats in your down time?" Jim slightly shook his head.

"No, Sir. We have everything under control." Komack gave another suspicious look and sighed so slightly that if he hadn't been watching him so carefully, Jim would have missed it.

"I expect a full report by the end of the week on both the repairs and the data you find on this anomaly. Starfleet Command will also look into this matter and we shall warn you and the other Starships should we find one in the vicinities we travel."

"Thank you, Admiral." Both Jim and Spock said. A minute salute and the screen was switched off. Jim smiled, but Spock remained faceless.

"We get a week."

"I am aware of what Admiral Komack had said." Wow, that was a bit snappier than Jim would have liked. He assumed it was the tension and stress of the entire event that had taken place. In only a few hours, they had sabotaged their own ship and now were faced with the problem of trying to find another anomaly (which, as you can guess since they didn't have information on it before that meant trying to find another was going to be like trying to find a needle in a haystack) and that in itself would prove troublesome considering they only a had a week. This week would be vital. If they didn't come up with another one of these anomalies, the older counterparts might never get back to their reality and then both Jim and Spock would be faced with the issue of trying to explain their counterparts and the necessary steps they took to conceal them. As you are aware, Jim didn't exactly have the galaxy's greatest record with Starfleet so even the smallest hint of foul play and misuse of his command could result in the worst possible scenarios. Everything would be riding on this week and the quick thinking of himself, Spock, Bones, and their counterparts.

Spock had every right to be snappy.

"I will inform the Science staff of the situation and commence scans of the area promptly."

"Good, Mr. Spock." Jim said. "I'll handle the paperwork and inform our guests of the situation." He started for the turbolift. When he entered, Spock came up behind him and stood in the doorway to prevent the doors from closing.

"You performed well, Captain." Spock said in a light whisper. "I am most certain James and my counterpart will be pleased to hear the news." A perverted grin crossed Jim's lips.

"Now, now, Spock, are you going to tell me that you came over here just to congratulate me?" he put on his most seductive gaze. Spock's expression refused to fumble. If anything, he looked even more stoic, if that was even possible.

"No, Captain, I also wished to ask if I may have a private audience with you in two hours." Jim hesitated and felt a hot rush to his face. That was weird.

"Uh, sure. Two hours, in our playroom."

"No." Spock was quick to say. "Private as in just us. I do not wish for our counterparts to be present." Jim nodded.

"Okay. My quarters?"

"That will be acceptable." Spock was turning to leave but wasn't out of the doorway just yet when Jim called his name. He crooked his head back to give his Captain a lifted brow. Jim decided one more tease would suffice to lighten up his First's tension.

"You know," he whispered, walking a little closer to his friend, "this is a pretty lame excuse to get me alone in my cabin so you can have your way with me." Jim saw it, Spock's mouth slightly fell agape, but then closed just as quickly as it had formed.

"You are relentless, Jim." Spock said with a turn. Jim stepped forward a little closer, so close that they were practically breathing each other's air. They hadn't been in each other proximities like this since he had bad-mouthed Spock about his love for his mother. What was strange about the scene was that Spock had refused to move a muscle.

"Yeah," he lightly shrugged, "that's why I'm the Captain and you're the First Officer." Spock's gaze was flickering from somewhere down and up towards Jim's eyes. Jim watched his eyes do this several times before they locked with his. Those deep brown orbs were staring so heavily into his. For a brief moment he thought of Mr. Spock and how similar those eyes were—even in different realities.

"Indeed." Spock turned on his heels like an automatic robot. The instant his figure left the doorway, it shut and nearly caught the tip of Jim's nose. A grin plastered to his face. I am so smooth. He said to himself with a snicker. Really, Jim had been saying those comments as a form of teasing, he hadn't really meant the offer of becoming Spock's boyfriend, but as the turbolift took him to his deck, he began to wonder if it was still just that—a playful tease.

When Jim had caught Mr. Spock and James, he really could have cared less that they were two men, he didn't care about that stuff. No one in their century did. It was a natural part of life that everyone had come to accept. What really tipped his iceberg was the fact that it had been future him and future Spock. Had it been any other men, no sweat! That's cool, but it had been them. What an unlikely pair the two seemed. One made of entire logic and the other made of entire…illogic.

He tossed the thought aside. Spock wasn't bad looking, he was downright handsome if Jim could have his say without sounding like he was ass-kissing. But, Jim knew in his heart that he probably never would have noticed the guy had it not been for the implanted emotions. Hell, he wouldn't have even taken him as his First Officer had he not met Elder Spock first. Then again, Jim thought, I'd probably be a frozen cube of hot mess right now if Elder Spock hadn't saved me first.

So it was possible that Jim never would have noticed him, just stayed friends and never strayed and further. But it was also possible (due to the scene he walked in on with the counterparts) that they might have grown into a mutual love. Well, he was going to go see these guys anyway, might as well ask them! But how does one ask such a question? 'Hey guys, so how long did it take you two to get to the point where you started sucking each others cocks?' Nah, that sounded a bit too forward. 'When did you guys realize you had mutual affection?' No, that sounded a little creepy and too formal. He decided after he explained the orders from Starfleet he would just casually ask them how long they had been dating. Jim could guess on the rest.

To his surprise, no one was in 'Jim and Spocky's Happy Play Time Room'. He figured since those three (especially older Bones) had been doing as they please practically the entire time they'd been there, they'd at least be keeping each other company, but the room was empty. He left and walked to James' quarters. He chimed the door and it opened with a nice swish sound. When he entered, James was lying on the small bed but had sat up when he noticed Jim.

"Did everything go well?" James asked. Jim nodded.

"Yes, Starfleet Command is aware of our down time and has shift the missions in delay for one week." Jim went on to explain about how Admiral Komack had talked with them and how much of a prissy ass that guy had been and so forth. James listened and nodded occasionally. The younger Captain then finished up by telling him that Spock was in the Science Room right now looking for clues to help them get back home. This made James smile.

"You boys are too kind to us. It's a pity that I don't think we'll ever be able to return the favour." Oh, that was the opening Jim was waiting on.

"Well," Jim started and sat down next to his older self, "you could answer a few more questions about my future." James snickered and rolled his eyes.

"Not more questions about 'bangin' space chicks', I hope?"

"No, no, I'm done with that—for now. Actually, I did have a question I really wanted to ask." Jim watched Older Him shift into a 'ready-for-anything' mode. He sighed and thought about how to ask it. "So…how long have you and Mr. Spock been dating?" James gave a look like he suspected that was going to be his question.

"Mr. Spock and I have been a couple since we met." Jim looked shocked. "We're not so much as lovers as we are friends with benefits. We do like each other, a lot, but have not settled any agreements to become committed to one another." Jim was confused. "It would interfere with our work relationship. Starfleet Command would see our bonding as emotionally compromising during threatening missions and those who wish to hurt us would have a reason to ransom us from each other. It's…well…it's messy, so we mutually have no intention of committing to one another. Mr. Spock understands this as well and I do." That hadn't been the answer Jim was expecting.

Nope.

Not one bit.

"You say it's mutual?" Jim asked. "So you've been 'friends with benefits' for over eight years and don't think you're in love?" James laughed like the idea of 'love' was completely absurd.

"Mr. Spock and I do share a love for one another, but I don't think it's in the way you're asking. We have both accepted that our relationship would just not work if it went any further than it already has."

"You say that, but…" Jim trailed off. He knew he hadn't been imagining it. When he had melded with both older Spocks he had felt something that he hadn't been aware of until now. There was a certain pain behind those implanted feelings that didn't register to him or added up right. He had figured they were just his own feelings because they were what had made him so angry with his Spock, but thinking harder about it, picturing it clearly, he began to realize that those angry thoughts he had had towards his Vulcan weren't his own. He was cradling the pain of two Spocks who were being denied a further relationship with their Jims.

He felt them again, the foreign emotions, and closed his eyes to look at them. They certainly weren't his. He was feeling the pain of an unrequited love. He was feeling the sadness of two Spocks who had wanted to go further but couldn't. For an instant, Jim felt sadness he hadn't known until that point. Jim looked up at his older self, a pitiful look from his blue eyes.

"What's that look for?" James asked. "Where you expecting something else?"

"Do you love him?" Was Jim's sudden question. James seemed to be taken aback by it. He looked to be searching for the words to say for a full 30 seconds before he answered.

"I would say, yes, I do. I didn't nearly jeopardize my career for him just because he's a bed warmer."

"You jeopardized your career, but you still won't commit?"

"Priorities, young Jim, that was for a simple gathering for a few days, Mr. Spock and I couldn't jeopardize our entire careers for the remainder of our lives. I knew Starfleet would understand when I explained to them why I was disobeying direct orders, but that would have been for one or two days. Chancing a committed relationship all the time would prove illogical in Mr. Spock's choice words."

Jim sneered. "So what you're really saying is that you love him but only when it doesn't come between you and a lifetime of honours?"

"No," James tried to defend. When had everything suddenly become so serious? "I love him as I would anyone who is deep in a relationship with me, ours just remains open so we can go with others as we please. Spock and I may be seeing one another, but we've both been guilty of sleeping with others while in that relationship." That ignited something in Jim and he violently stood.

He saw flashes of memories across his eyes of Mr. Spock waiting in the rec room for James who was seducing a woman, another of Elder Spock watching his Jim get married to some woman, then another that was so similar Jim thought they were the same memory, but clearly from different timelines. They appeared to be overlapping, like someone had taken two movie reels and placed them on top one another. They were of both Spocks, lying against the naked body of a woman and crying as their minds screamed this was wrong and how they have betrayed their love to their Jims. How putrid they felt and how disgusting they were for such infidelity. The message was clear: Spock loved Jim.

Maybe more than Jim loved Spock.

His fists clenched and his body burned.

"How many others have you slept with while dating him?" James looked shocked, lost for words. "How many?" Jim demanded. He was so angry right now, he knew it was the older Spocks' emotions getting to him, but he didn't care. He felt the love those men had for their Captains and to see his older self shrugging it off like it was nothing was simply ass-fuckingly horrible. When James didn't answer, Jim knew it was a large number that had popped into his head. "And how many has Mr. Spock been with?" he asked with a bit of a calmer demeanor, knowing that the older Vulcan had been with at least one regretfully. James' eyes dropped to the floor and stayed there a long while.

"One." He said in a tone that sounded ashamed. "One woman and he was under the influence of spores when it happened. If he hadn't been affected, he might not have…" An angry flare rose in Jim.

He smacked James.

Hard.

James looked up, bewildered. "Spock loves you. I can feel it. If what you're saying is true than you've slept around on him when he had no intention of sleeping around on you." He gave a sarcastic laugh and paced in a small circle, "I can't believe this. I thought you were an amazing guy—everything I had hoped I would be—and yet, you can't even commit yourself to a man who fucking loves you enough not to screw anything with legs and doesn't even ask for you to take it further when I can clearly feel that that's exactly what he wants to do." Jim moved up to where he was directly in his face just as he had been with Spock not too long ago. "Spock deserves better than you." James forcefully stood and measured up to him in height.

"Then what does that say about yourself?" The words weren't harsh, just spoken. Jim thought about it, staring into those brown eyes with such an intensity he never knew he had.

"It says that I don't want to be like you." He scoffed, and then there was silence. No one spoke for another twenty seconds. "That reality did one thing right—making your eyes brown and all—you really are full of shit." Jim paced from him, leaving a stern but baffled look on his counterpart. He stopped at the door. He turned and noticed James had sat back down on to the bed.

"You knew all along Mr. Spock wanted to deepen your relationship, didn't you?" Silence. "But you ran from it and dissolved it in the beds of others." Silence. "I would ask 'why' but I don't think you'll tell me." Silence. "You're obviously not man enough to do it." The door opened and Jim exited.

As the door swished shut behind him, Jim caught a light whisper in the air behind him. It had been so faint, but Jim still had heard it.

"You're…right."

...

A/N – Omg angst! I wonder what will happen next? I think Jim's pretty upset that he asked that question now. *giggles* Thank you to everyone who has been keeping up with this story. I'm so glad to have faithful readers like you! You make me all so happy! Of course, I was surprised only a handful of you caught the vulgar turn around in the previous chapter. There was a BUNCH of cursing and there was a reason behind it. Now that Jim's angry again, there may be more cursing in the next chapter too. Brace yourselves!

Thank you to everyone! I really have been enjoying your reviews! Opinions and suggestions are always welcome!