Ok I am sorry it took me so damn long to update. But think of it as a Christmas present! It's a terrible excuse but i had some family shit happening. But I have my lovely amazing best friend Sheepdog20 who has helped me so much! Love you boo 3. Anyways, this chapter has a lot in it, including Smutt and character death... I'm sorry... ehh... I love you all.

As per usual i own none of this, just the plot.

They opened the door to the medical bay, searching. Bones was standing next to a bed, and the person laying in it was unidentifiable. Spock's official stature was back, and he walked swiftly too the bed.
He recoiled slightly when he saw the individual laying in the bed, his already white face going pale. Jim walked over slowly, afraid to see which of his crew was going to lose.
Scotty's face was drenched in sweat, his hair plastered all over his face, and his breathing was laboured.
"Oh my god... Scotty? Oh Jesus. How?" Jim asked, his stomach tying itself into hundreds of little knots.
"Aye Cap'n... When we came...came to get ye... there was a blasted...ahh...creature and he...well he got me cap'n...I'm sorry..." Scotty mumbled, sounding out of breath.
"Scotty... Don't... please don't be sorry. There's nothing you could do..." Jim whispered, tears forming in this eyes. Why Scotty? Why now? They needed him so much, Chekov wouldn't be able to do all this himself. Jim looked over at Spock, who showed no real emotion, but had his hand on Scotty's chest.
"Mister Scott, I am sorry there is nothing we can do for you..." The Vulcan said, his voice wavering slightly.
"Aye don't worry ye strict bastard. I'm just honoured to have worked with some of the best people I could have asked for." Scotty said, the gleam in his eyes fading light.
"Scotty, thank you for everything." Jim said, his already unsteady voice cracking with tears and broken sobs. He could hear Nyota crying openly, and Chekov also letting tears fall. Bones' face was set in a hard line, his jaw clenched. That was how he showed his sorrow. The Scotsman coughed hard, took a few deep, wheezy breath, and then fell silent. Uhuras sobs became louder, and Jim clenched his fists, and had to leave the room. He heard Uhura say "why wouldn't he just tell me?" as he was leaving, and also heard Spock's footsteps behind him.
His sobs echoed in the empty corridors, as he ran to him room. This was so unlike him, and he felt foolish crying like this, but losing Scotty was not something he had planned on having to deal with for a long, long time. He had lost one of his best friends. This was also the first crew member to have died under his command. It was a terrible feeling.
"Jim, please. Slow down." Spock said, but Jim's pace didn't falter. He was still running, the tears making his eyes blurry.
He pushed the elevator button, and the doors opened immediately. Spock wasn't as fast as he was, his Injuries slowed him greatly. Jim couldn't feel any pain, except the hurt in his heart.
"Jim.. Please." Spock said, his breath also heavy. He wrapped his arms around Jim and pulled them both Into the elevators open doors.
"Why him? Why? He never did anything wrong Spock!" Jim cried out in frustration. The Vulcan was running his hands through Jim's hair, comforting him as best he could.
"Because Jim, bad things happen to good people. Change had both physical an psychological effects though, and you need to stay strong. For everyone. Especially me." Spock said, kissing the captains neck and head.
"I...promise. I love you." Jim mumbled Into the soft Vulcan ear. They wrapped fingers to embrace in a Vulcan kiss, and they elevator shot up to the dorms. Although Spock wasn't very strong, he picked up the smaller man, and carried him to his room.
"Spock put me down. You're gonna hurt yourself, more than you already are." Jim complained, but the Vulcan held onto him. Jim began to to breathe hot breath onto the Vulcans neck, and nipped lightly along the edge of the shell of Spock's ear.
"Captain, If you do not want this to end in your bedroom, and more injuries to yourself, I suggest you stop..." Spock mumbled. But Kirk continued nipping and kissing the vulcans neck and face. A strangled groan was uttered from Spock's throat, causing him to speed walk Into the bedroom and drop the captain onto the bed.
"Oh Spock, your crazy for me aren't you?" Jim cooed lightly, siting up and pulling lightly on Spock's pants.
"You make thought almost impossible captain, when you act this way." Spock shuttered as Kirk ran his teeth over Spock's apparent arousal under his pants. The Vulcan bucked his hips, and grabbed Jim's head, who laughed and pulled away, pulling his shirt off.
Spock's mind was everywhere. He couldn't focus and it made him crazy. The desire flowing through him was unbearable. He began pulling off his own clothing, his member twitching like crazy.
Jim pulled the Vulcan onto him, their hot skin touching and causing friction unlike any they had felt before. The moans they released were in unison, and Kirk pushed himself up to meet his lovers lips, and their tongues and lips danced in a heated frenzy. Kirks hands found the Vulcans lean hips, and traced circles on the bones that pushed against the skin. He let his hands slide up and down the tones legs, before finally pulling at the waist, tugging down forcefully. He struggled slightly, unable to focus on both the passion from the kiss, and the heat of his own arousal. But he managed to get the pants off of the Vulcan, and relatives that Spock wasn't wearing undergarments.
He looked up and smirked when he saw the flood of green spread across the vulcans face in a heated blush. But it meant little to Kirk, as he slid down the warm body, licking, kissing and boing as he went. Spock cried out as Jim took his whole length in this mouth, his arousal twitching with delight. He began to push his hips further into Jim's mouth, moaning heartily at the heated pleasure. Jim pulled back, a popping noise came from his mouth when he let the head out of his warm cavern.
"Ahh Jim no... why.." Spock pleaded, but his captain hushed him and turned him around. He sat up on the bed, sitting only on the edge, Spock on his lap facing the same way as Jim, they both looked at a picture of the star fleet symbol. Jim turned and reached Into the drawer, and pulled out a bottle.
"How did you know..?" Spock asked.
"It's where I keep mine." Kirk replied, producing a low groan as he pumped his own member, making it slick. He kissed Spock's neck and slid his fingers around the right ring of muscles, making Spock lean forward and arch his back. Jim slid a finger in, and curled it lightly, pushing it to it's very end, and pulled it out slightly, letting another finger enter the tight ring, and began to scissor the hole.
"Mmphh... Jim... ahhh..haaa..." Spock moaned.
Jim kissed Spock's neck once more, and readied himself.
"Are you ready?" He asked breathlessly, as Spock could only nod. Jim pushed in and moaned out, grabbing the vulcans hips once more. Spock let out a slight groan.
"Please... Jim... Keep going." He begged, and Jim began to thrust at a more even pace. He reached around to grab the green throbbing member of the Vulcan, and began to pump it heartily.
"Ahh.. Jim... Jim oh...god..." Spock could hardly produce a proper sentence. He leaned his head back onto Jim's shoulder, and bit the captains neck as the hear pooled in his stomach.
"Ahh fuck Spock... dammit.." Jim moans as he loved the Vulcan in two ways at once. He let go of the green headed member to hold onto the vulcans hips for the last time that night. He lightly bit the shell of the Vulcan ear as Spock began to bounce on him, his desire threatening to take over.
"Oh Christ... Spock... I'm going to..." Jim muttered.
"Come inside me captain...ahh..." Spock said, and moaned as he felt the hot seed fill him. Jim's moans and cries sent him beyond his control, and he sent his seed over his stomach and Chest. They both breathed heavily, and Spock pulled himself off, and turned around to kiss his lover.
"I love you Spock. So much." Jim muttered, and Spock sighed.
"As I love you, Jim." He said Into the younger mans hairless chest. Jim wrapped his arms around Spock, kissed his head, not caring about the white, sticky substance smearing on both of them. They fell asleep In each other's embrace, happier than ever.