A/N: I am sorry about the wait everyone. I have been rather busy with a few other things but here is chapter SIX! WOW I mean just WOW this is the only story I have –that is worth reading- that has made it to chapter six and I think it is amazing that you guys have stuck with it! Even with my absolutely terrible grammar! So this chapter I was a lot more careful with and the original version was crap and didn't have Spocks part in it but I looked back at the sad length and added in the part on Spock. I thought that everyone deserved to know what was going on from a more Spock centric point of view. So enjoy!

Jim felt his heart wrench, the ship lurching in time with his heart, Jim sat up before he knew fully of what he was doing clutching his son to his chest with one arm, and he tried to find the damned wound that was causing the green puddle forming around Spock. Jim didn't hear Scotty called for Bones, didn't hear the urgency or the worry, and when his hand and eyes finally found the offending wound his stomach tried to make its way out of his body. Jim didn't want to see this, didn't want to press his hand to the wound, but he knew he had to apply pressure so he did so. His stomach made another sickening flop as blood gushed under his finger tips and then through his fingers.

Jim stared down at Spock, his Spock, and he felt his eyes sting with tears that wear threatening to fall. Spock was naturally pale and Jim KNEW that but this, the ship lurched again, this wasn't the same. Spock looked almost dead; his skin was losing that natural green hue as the blood drained from his body and onto the floor. Jim could feel Spocks heart pulse beneath his hand and the unnatural and mangled flesh that brushed again his skin had him almost pulling back.

Jim pulled his gaze away from the wound and instead focused it on Spocks face, hoping to see those brown eyes open and alert, but instead he was met with closed eyes and clenched fists. Jim didn't even realize he was speaking, didn't even recognize the litany of No that was spilling from his mouth like the green that was slowly dripping out from between Spocks lips. Jim nearly yanked his hand back when everything lurched, including his hand on Spocks wound, and Spock flinched in pain.

Suddenly there was a hand on his shoulder and all at once everything came back to him. His mouth stopped moving and his voice cut off. It took Jim only seconds to realize the claxons were going off and the room they were in was blurred with a red light. Soval was crying his lungs out and Scotty was telling him to keep pressure on the wound, that McCoy would be there soon. Spock was grunting and most likely not even aware of the noises that he was making but Jim was and he could tell that the Vulcan was struggling to even stay conscious.

"Come on Spock! Stay awake!"

Then the hand that was keeping him grounded was gone from his shoulder and Jim felt his heart sink slightly but soon the hand was back, this time over his own on Spocks wound. Spock finally stopped the flow of blood from his mouth and clamped it shut tightly as the pressure increased, his eyes closing tighter to steeple himself against the pain that was threatening to make him lose complete control. Jim swallowed heavily at the look of pain on Spocks face, his heart aching to fix it, finally he hear bones voice and Jim couldn't help the relief that washed over him like a tidal wave.

Suddenly bones was on Spocks other side, Jim looked up at him, and as their eyes met he pulled his hand away and within seconds Bones was applying pressure. He wiped it on one of the few clean parts of his uniform and shifted Soval closer, trying to sooth the infant. Jim stood as Bones pulled Spock onto a medical stretcher and made a rather colorful curse. Jim watched and stayed where he was standing until he was sure that bones had left. Scotty stay dutifully by his side and once the medical team had left Jim spoke.

"Explain the situation to me Mr. Scott exactly what the HELL is going on here." Jim's voice was firm and held the authority that his position had and Scotty simply nodded and fell in step with the captain on his way to the bridge.

"I dunna know what 'appened cap'n, we were just sittin' 'ere when the Cardasians came out of no 'ere and started firing at us." Jim was slightly stunned by that information.

"Did anyone ask them what the FUCK they wanted? They couldn't have just fired for no reason Scotty!" The Scotsman's lips pressed into a firm line and he looked slightly troubled before he nodded.

"They wan'ed you cap'n" Jims stepps faltered slightly but he nodded. So they had been hailed and now the Cardasians were declaring war on the federation and firing on an innocent planet. Jim knew what he had to do but he was sure that NO one was going to like it.

"Go back to engineering Scotty, take care of your men and I will see if we can stop this mayhem. They fired on New Vulcan for Christ sake!" Scotty nodded and with a salute he was dashing off in the direction of engineering.

Jim was quick to enter the turbo lift and as he did so the ship shook again rocking Jim with it. Jim hurriedly pressed the button to reach the bridge and was greeted with chaos. The bridge was obviously damaged, lights out in certain parts and consoles smoking, a pipe nearest to him was spewing smoke in his direction and Jim ducked around it. Sulu was in the captains chair, barking out orders, and everyone was franticly trying to stop the Cardasians from inflicting more damage on the planet or the ship, Jim couldn't decided which one, he assumed both. Sulu looked up and spotted Jim his eyes blew wide and he stood, his mind obviously automatically coming to a conclusion.

"Spock?"

"Medbay…Uhura! Hail the ship, tell them I want to speak with their captain and to cease fire on the planet." Uhura was staring at him with the same stunned silence as the rest of the bridge crew but when she nodded everyone flew back into action.

"They stopped firing captain. We are being hailed." Jim strolled over to the woman and easily passed a fussing Soval over to her. He knew it would be very hard to negotiate with Cardasians while holding a screaming child; he had to look intimidating right? Jim strolled over to the captains chair and leaned back in it, one leg stick out slightly, and tried to look as calm as possible. He knew, though, that his eyes were burning with rage. These men had hurt innocent people and they were going to pay for it.

"Bring them up Uhura." The young woman nodded, gently bouncing Soval to keep him silent, easily pressed a few buttons and then a grinning Cardasian appeared on the view screen. His grin faltered slightly when he saw how relaxed Jim seemed to be.

"Captain James T. Kirk, you finally make an appearance. What lovely colors your uniform is." The man practically snarled at Jim and the blond had to keep himself from snarling back at the comment. He hated the joy this man seemed to have with seeing Jim covered in Spock's blood.

"Who are you and Why have you fired upon my ship and this planet? You should not BE here let alone harming an already wounded race." The man shrugged at this.

"Oh, straight to business, well I guess you could say they were simply caught in the cross fire James. We were looking for you, but you were safe and sound down on the planet, so we knew if we fired there you would be beamed back up." Jim was stunned slightly at this. It was a logical and smart tactic but it was also incredibly stupid, and he still hadn't received a name.

"Well I am glad to know that I am so popular but if I had, had the chance to be informed of the situation then I would have beamed up. Why you didn't just beam me off the planet yourself is beyond me captain..?" The Cardasian seemed slightly stunned but the look was soon replaced with a sneer.

"Captain Danar, and aren't you a cocky James." The man was back to snarling and Jim officially decided that he absolutely hated it when people snarled like that.

"So nice of you to notice, it took me a long time to perfect this level of awesome cockiness" Jim had on his oh so familiar shit eating grin and it only had that snarl spreading on the man's face. At that moment Soval started wailing, deciding he did NOT like his spot in Uhura's arms. Jim knew he had to say something to distract the now grinning man.

"What else do you want; I was told that you wanted me so here I am. What do I have to give you to keep from harming the Vulcan's any further?" Captain Danar grinned wider.

"Well that is simple James; we want you on our ship. You can choose if it is willingly or not. Why don't you bring the child to, we hadn't thought the rumors were true but our employers will be so much more… grateful, if we bring it back too." Jim damn near growled at that and he shook his head.

"No, I will come to your ship willingly and do what you ask but I will not being the child in harm's way." The Cardasian shrugged as if he didn't really care.

"Either way James you will end up on my ship. Lower your shields and beam aboard. ALONE. Or we will be forced to fire upon the planet again. You have ten minutes." The man's eyes danced with glee and then the view screen went black. Jim took a few seconds to calm himself before he turned and faced his awaiting crew.

"Lower the shields in exactly five minutes, Sulu you have the Com." Sulu stood.

"Captain, you can't be serious, they are going to kill you." Jim shook his head.

"No they won't. If they just wanted to kill me they would have blown the ship up. They want me alive and I will give them what they want." Sulu stared at Jim and Uhura stepped forward at that, a still wailing Soval in her arms and Jim walked over to her, leaning down and kissing his son on his forehead. The infant quieted down to sniffles and as Jim stood straight Uhura looked him in the eyes.

"Jim…" she spoke softly and Jim shook his head, he had to do this, he didn't care how badly the Vulcan's had hurt him, he couldn't let them die, he only wished they knew what he was doing for them.

"No, this has to end here. They fired on the planet for no reason. I will not put the entirety of the Vulcan race in danger. You have three minutes till you will lower the shields." The bridge gasped as there captain stood before them, set to go to his death, covered in green Vulcan blood with tiny cuts on his exposed skin. His hair was covered in dust from when the building had come down around him and they all knew they could not stop him, could not stop this hero, from saving yet another world.

"McCoy to Kirk, I know what's going on Jim… Don't do it Jim. We can find another way kid, please just don't DO it." Jim walked back over to stand in front of the captain's chair and glanced at Chekov. The boy knew what he had to do and even though he was hesitant he nodded. Everything was silent for what seemed like eternity and then Jim spoke.

"Bones… Tell Spock not to let them do it…. T-Tell him to take care of Soval." One moment of weakness, jims voice wavered, and then Chekov turned back to his station and, with out even a glance back and knowing what would happen, lowered the shields. Then in a second … Jim was gone, vanishing in a swirl of light and atoms.

(A/N: You all probably hate this but you should be happy, I was pretty tempted to have this as the end of the chapter… but I didn't.)

It was sudden, one moment he was telling Jim that he had been wrong and then the next Scotty was yelling through the calm and say they needed to be beamed back. The building shook and Spock new that the planet was being fired on, the tremor rocked the building again and Jim was looking at Spock, his blue eyes swimming with fear, and the Vulcan reacted.

One moment he was standing and the next He was covering Jim and Soval with his body as the building started coming down around them. The child cried and Spock felt pain slice through him as debris cut into his back. Suddenly he was tingling all over but it wasn't fast enough and a large piece of the ceiling fell down on him and sliced into his side.

Spock grunted at the impact and then there was the smooth, almost glass like, pad under his fingers. Spock breathed deeply at the onslaught of pain and he hung his head to gain control. His arms were shaking and he could the very life draining from him. Spock heard his name and slowly he came back to himself, raising his head and staring at the man beneath him.

The Vulcan had heard Jim say his name in so many ways, in anger, in irritation, in joy and finally as Spock was buried deep inside the blond and making him repeat it like a prayer. Spock had never thought, never dreamed or WANTED, to hear his name spoken with such desperation, with so many EMOTIONS. Spock felt the blood slowly start to drip down his chin and as he watched Jim the blood collected. Slowly, like in one of nightmares Spock would never admit that he had, a drop fell from his chin and splattered on the floor right next to Jims blown wide, bright blue, eyes.

Spock felt his arms shake and then they gave, just barely giving himself enough momentum to tilt himself so that he landed beside Jim instead of on top of him. His hands closed into fists and his eyes closed tight to stave off the pain that was assaulting him. Someone, Spock realized it was Jim, was yelling his name and the Vulcan could do nothing to calm his captain. Suddenly a hand was pushing and pulling and then PRESSING, Spock nearly lost it at that, Pressing onto his largest wound and trying to stop him from bleeding out.

The Vulcan could do nothing to stop the pain, he could do nothing to ease Jim who was speaking without knowing it, repeating the word 'No' like it could stop the bleeding on it's own. Scotty was yelling into his Com. for McCoy and Soval, the poor child, was screaming and crying and trying to figure out why one of his bonds was HURTING. Spock wanted nothing more than to calm the child, to calm JIM, show them that he would be okay but he could not.

His wounds were bleeding heavily and he was quickly losing strength. Suddenly there was another hand that was pressing and Spock twitched at this and coughed as his body tried to expel the blood that was slowly filling his lungs. He knew where the Rock had hit and it had broken several of his ribs which had then punctured his lungs. One wound was right above his heart and was the one that was currently bleeding so profusely.

Suddenly the hands were gone and Spock nearly sighed in relief but it was with held as he felt more hands and then he was being moved. At that moment Spock let himself slip into unconsciousness, preferring the darkness of his own mind then the pain his body was feeling.

A/N: Alright I am sorry now for the length, and where I left the story at, but the next chapter is hella long and will probably take awhile to write. It is going to be from both the crews point of view while they try to help there captain and Jims. I will warn all you readers now that the next chapter is the reason that this is rated so highly. Sure it took a hell of a long time to reach it but… It is the reason that this is rated M and not the mild T that it has been. Now PLEASE Review! Reviews are the reason I keep writing and you get longer, better, and more frequent updates when you review! Don't forget I am open to ANY suggestions.