Ok so thank you for the reviews, they help a lot! I love them a so much. This chapter will get kinda smutty, but...well, you'll see.

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When Spock opened his eyes, he was on Vulcan. The planet he grew up on. His mother was talking to the elders, and looked at him lovingly. He saw his home, flourishing and full of life.

"M-mother!" He said, unable to hide his joy. She reached an arm out to him, and he stumbled forward, and everything began to melt away. He watched his world and everyone he knew, melt away. He felt the heartbreak all over again, the pain of losing everything again, and he didn't know what to do.

"Mother! No!" He cried out, trying to grab her hand, but he only got air. His mother slowly faded away along with everything else, and he was standing by himself in a large white room.

"How did you like that Mr. Spock? I made it myself." A gnarled voice from behind glass asked him, and he turned calmly around to face it.

"It is...different.." Spock said, composure looked around, and he was in a small glass chamber like the one he and Jim had kept Spock imprisoned in, but there was a chair in the middle of the room.

"You're damn right it is. I know what you fear. I know what makes your flesh crawl and stomach drop. I know what will make your heart break, even more so than it already has from my first demonstration there. I will break you, Mr. Spock. " Equewik told him, but Spock did nothing. He stood there, focusing his mind on his composure. He began trying to meditate, but something was stopping him.

"I know what you're like Spock. Do you really think I'd let you meditate? Do I look that stupid to you?" The monster asked, and Spock's eyebrows raised.

"The question is not if you look intelligent, but if your brain can comprehend things of an IQ level higher than that of a common house pet." Spock taunted, and Equewik's eyes darkened.

"We shall see who makes remarks like that after I am finished with you. Shall we begin?" Equewik asked Spock, who in turn, did not answer.

"Excellent. I'd take a seat, were I you Mr. Spock." He said, but Spock stayed standing, looking away.

"Suit yourself." Equewik grumbled. Some buttons were pushed and then it got very dark, and Spock blinked a few times to try to readjust his eyes.

"Now... lets see what scares you the most?" Equewik's voice echoed all through the room. There was a small flicker, and a light began to shine in the middle of the room. The light began to grow, Spock could begin to see people he knew, the red and yellow and blue shirts of the Enterprise. He looked around the room and the screen moved with him. He noticed something that bothered him though, Kirk wasn't there and a lot of the crew looked very uneasy, almost depressed.

"Commander Sulu? Where is the Captain?" Spock asked, and when Sulu looked up at him, and a look of pure anguish was in his.

"Please don't joke Spock." Sulu told him, and Spock's eyebrows raised.

"Whatever do you mean commander? I am not joking." Spock said, his voice confused and lost.

"Ey well then yer a right twisted git." Scotty said.

"Spock, Kirks been dead for two months..." Uhura said sadly.

"W-what? Dead? Why? How?" Spock asked, his voice quivering.

"Don't you remember? Khan? Jim died to save the ship. The radiation killed him...you...you watched him die. Don't you remember?" Uhura asked, and Spock's already pale face paled more and his heart sank.

"He...died...but..No! No I remember we saved him!" Spock began to get frantic, which was very unlike him.

"No... Spock he didn't make it...Bones killed himself from grief..." She began to cry, and Spock could once again feel the tear on his cheek.

"No...NOO!" He cried out, and then the screen went black.

"So, a soft spot for our captain, hey Mr. Spock?" Spock heard the voice echo around him once again. But Spock did not respond.

" Well then, how about your greatest fantasy?" The voice said, and once again, the small light in the distance grew larger. Spock looked around and saw that he was in his own sleeping quarters. He could see that he was wearing his pyjamas. He stood up, and sat down at his chess table and began to play. It wasn't much after that, that the doorbell rang. He looked up, eyebrows raised. He walked over and answered the door.

"Hello ...captain.." He said as the door opened to reveal Jim's smiling face.

"How many times have I told you to call me Jim?" He said as Spock invited him inside. He plopped down on the couch and Spock smirked.

"Now Spock, I do actually have a reason for coming here." Jim said, had face becoming more serious.

"And what would that be Cap-Jim?"

" I need to talk to you about...well.. Something." He said, standing up, and walked over to Spock. He could feel his own heart begin to race.

"Spock...I.. I love you. I'm sorry but it's true. I just..needed you to know.." Jim said, lowering his eyes. Spock's breath caught in his throat as he tried to register what he had just heard.

"But Jim... All the times you flirted with women? And the amount of women you've apparently slept with..?" Spock asked, and Jim laughed.

"A cover up. I've been trying to hide this part of myself for much to long from our crew, or more a less, from star fleet...but I'm done Hiding. I needed you to know." Jim said, his eyes hopefully looking Into Spock's. Spock brought his face painfully close to Jim's, and could feel his captains warm breath on his neck and face. He licked his lips, breathing hard, and gently placed his lips on Jim's, who began to deepen the kiss. Spock began to tentatively wrap his arms around Jim's neck, pulling his Captain even closer to himself.

"Jesus Spock you taste delicious..." Jim said as he broke the kiss, breathing heavily. Spock could feel the heat in his face and groin growing, as his green blood flowed heavily. Jim cupped Spock's bottom and Spock could only moan lightly at the sensation.

"Jim.. I..I believe I love you as well..." Spock said, his dark eyes meeting Jim's crystal blue ones.

"Then show me Spock..." Jim said in a husky voice that made Spock grow harder.

"Captain..." He muttered as he pulled Jim into his bedroom, slowly removing his clothing and throwing it onto the ground. Jim began to trace Spock's marble like chest with his warm fingers which made Spock's skin crawl with anticipation as they kissed heatedly.

"Your turn..." Spock said as he slid his hands under Jim's shirt, and managing to pull it off of his head. He began to pull his captains pants off, and then his boxers, revealing a very excited Jim. He stood and removed his last remaining garments, and began to kiss and nip at Jim's body.

"Christ Spock, you're killing me..." Jim moaned and Spock began to nip Jim's bellybutton.

"Oh Christ just... Spock please..." Jim whimpered.

"STOP!" Spock cried out, and the image of him and Jim grew larger, and then disappeared. Spock had broken into a sweat and was panting.

"Get. Out. Of. My. Head." He growled. Equewik laughed, and the eerie noise echoed in the room around him.

"I'm not doing this, you are. You're showing my everything."

Spock shook his head in disgust. All of the meditation and hard work was going to waste.

"You are so weak Spock. It's amazing Khan didn't kill you." Equewik laughed, pushing Spock's already thinning temper.

"Spock, stay calm ok? I believe you would say it is "illogical" to be this worked up. Just stay calm, and don't get into your own head." Jim's soft voice echoed in Spock's head. He immediately calmed, and he kept the soothing voice in his head. He began his mediation as he sat in the room, ignoring the yelling voice, echoing around him. Instead his focused his mind on Jim. He felt out of character, but it kept him at a calmness level that protected his mind. He knew Jim would help him, even if it was only in this way

I'm sorry if Spock seemed out of character with Jim, but that was his fantasy so he wasn't in his usual...personality per-say. I hope that's ok.. ( ^ω^ )

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