Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Star Trek or Harry Potter. They belong to J.J Abrams, Gene Roddenberry and J.K Rowling.

Warnings: Slash (male/male pairings), threesome, AU, violence, language, angst, character deaths, psychological/anxiety disorders, sexual situations, etc.

Pairings: Spock/Harry/Kirk, hints of Sulu/Chekov and Scotty/Uhura

67. Date

Harry shifted nervously as he observed his lovers' reactions. Both seemed stunned into silence and it embarrassed him honestly which caused him to fidget. He didn't think he looked that great, just a casual pair of dark slacks along with a deep blue button up shirt. Jim had explained that they had were going to a nice, but low profile place in order to avoid crowds and nosy patrons. So there was no need to dress up fancy in an uncomfortable suit, but apparently he still felt he overdressed if their reactions were anything to go by.

"Is it too much?" he questioned.

Jim shook his head quickly, "You look stunning Harry. I mean you always do, but more so now with the way you're dressed."

"Affirmative, you are aesthetically pleasing. Or perhaps as humans would say, you are "breath taking" Harry," Spock assured unable to draw his eyes away. Discomfited and a bit flattered, Harry cleared his throat, "We should probably get going."

"Yeah, you're right. Now remember Teddy, no wild parties while we're gone but if you do decide to have one just remember to clean up the evidence before we get back," Jim ordered playfully. Harry sighed while Spock was not impressed, his eyebrow giving the slightest twitch. Teddy didn't seem bothered merely smiling, "Okay Papa!"

"That's my boy!" He ruffled Teddy's currently white and purple hair before turning to his lovers, leading them out the door. When they got to the car, Harry expressed his displeasure, "Sometimes I can't believe you. You're a horrible role model."

Jim pouted, "I was just joking Harry. Teddy's a smart kid, he knows what's right and what's wrong. He had you to raise him right? He's got a good head on his shoulders."

"While I do not encourage Jim's less than appropriate behavior around Teddy, he is correct in his observations. Teddy is an intelligent child who holds firm understanding in what actions are proper and improper," Spock broke in. Harry nibbled on his lip wondering if maybe he was just being silly and perhaps overprotective. He knew that Jim had been joking and that Teddy was sharp enough to not take what the blond said seriously. He could only conclude that his anxiety toward their date was riling him up. It had been quite a while since Harry had even gone on a date, let alone with someone that he was truly serious about. So it was understandable that he was a bit nervous.

"You're right, I'm sorry Jim," Harry apologized.

"Don't worry about it. This is about us having a nice night out relaxing and spending time together."

"Indeed."

Harry nodded but said nothing more on the matter opting to gaze out the window. It wasn't long before they arrived at the restaurant, a modest place from the looks of it. It was casual inside with some music playing in the background and while it was a tad bit noisy it wasn't overwhelming, the crowd being of a moderate size. The three barely waited a few moments before they were escorted and seated in a private area away from the more rowdy customers. The menu provided had an array of dishes from various cultures located on Earth as well as space.

"There's a lot to choose from," Harry stated having a difficult time deciding what to order. Spock seemed content with his decision as he set aside his menu while Jim idly flipped through his own. A waiter arrived explaining a few of the specials, the soup of the day and suggesting a variety of alcoholic drinks. When they requested a few more minutes, the waiter left to retrieve their drinks; water for Spock, Long Island Ice Tea for Jim and a glass of white wine for Harry.

Jim raised an eyebrow at Harry, "Never took you for much of a wine person."

"Well I don't want a soda, want something more than water but I'm not looking to smashed either so wine it was," Harry explained. Jim chuckled, "But you're British! I would have thought you would have gotten tea or something."

"Ice tea is not tea in my book," Harry huffed, "It's a crime against nature to add ice of all things to tea and I don't care how stereotypical you think that is!"

Jim laughed finding it cute how Harry's cheeks seemed to puff out slightly when he ranted and how his accent became more prominent. Usually you could tell Harry was British by his speech and mannerisms, but when he became more volatile it was more obvious which made him endearing in the blonde's eyes. But his time of admiring one of his lovers came to an end when the waiter returned with their drinks and their orders were placed.

"I hope Teddy's okay," Harry mused thoughtfully unable to contain his worry.

"Teddy is a intelligent child for his age group and has most likely found a means to keep himself occupied," Spock reassured. Jim nodded in agreement, "Yeah he's probably watching TV or he could be reading one of the magical books he brought with him. He'll be fine Harry, don't worry so much."

Said wizard sighed, "You're right, I know he's fine but I can't help worrying over him. He's still young and I don't like thinking about what could happen to him. I've just been paranoid since… well since my past."

A heavy silence settled upon them at the mention of Harry's past and the young doctor resisted the urge to smack his head on the table. He hadn't meant to bring it up, it just came out and now he felt guilty. It was suppose to be a special evening for them and he had to speak about the one subject that could ruin any mood. Sometimes Harry wondered if his mouth was connected to his brain or if he was born without a filter. Since it seemed like he tended to say whatever was on his mind without thinking about the consequences.

Harry was taken back when Jim suddenly leaned over and nipped at his neck before pulling away smiling as if nothing happened. Flushing and reaching up to place a hand over the attacked area, he questioned, "What the bloody hell was that?"

"My playful marking of you," Jim replied cockily. Scandalized and flabbergasted, Harry gapped openly at the blond before squeaking when he felt more teeth violate the other side of his neck. And it was stunning to realize that Spock seemed to have been the culprit as he calmly sat back, his features impassive as always. Yet his eyes seemed to be burning as they gazed darkly at Harry, liquid chocolate filled with playfulness and a hint of lust. The young doctor was sure he was inventing a new shade of red since he face felt so harm.

"You're both out of your bleeding minds!" Harry hissed. Jim shrugged smiling, "Got you out of your funk right? You were starting to look like you killed a really cute puppy or something so I decided to do something about it. Spock acted on his own which was amusing and incredibly sexy."

"You both are going to be the death of me one of these days," Harry muttered embarrassed wondering if anyone had seen. He discreetly glanced around a bit relieved when he realized they weren't being gawked at, at least not at the moment. Yet he would never admit that the stunt had certainly lightened the mood and dispersed the dark clouds that had been hanging over them seconds before. So he couldn't be too mad at them, rather he was grateful.

From there conversation became casual and comfortable as they spoke of various topics ranging from the Enterprise to plans for the rest of their vacation. Jim suggested finding out information from the front desk to see what sort of attractions they had; aquariums, zoos, museums, fairs or any other activities a kid could enjoy. They were interrupted only a few times by the waiter who brought them their food or refreshed their drinks and by Scotty. The engineer had sent Jim an email on his phone to inform him of the progress of the ship and ensuring that he would provide the captain with regular updates.

"I swear that man loves the Enterprise as much as you do if not more," Harry sighed.

"Well she is our Lady. We have to take good care of her."

"Still it's rather disturbingly obsessive of you both." Jim merely grinned cheekily.

Once dinner was done and the bill was split between them at Harry's insistence, they left but didn't walk to their car right away. Rather they decided to explore the small shops nearby since it wasn't too late in the evening. The street they walked along was fairly busy but not overcrowded as various people from all walks of life made their way along, stepping in and out of stores either admiring or purchasing the goods in the windows.

Harry smiled his features relaxed as he took in the bustle around them, pausing occasionally to inspect something that caught his eye. His arm was linked with Spock's while the Vulcan occupied his other hand with holding Jim's. They kept him pressed close between them in order to play buffer to the crowd around them, not wanting someone to accidentally brush against Spock and cause him discomfort. And while he didn't voice it, it was obvious to Jim and Harry that their lover appreciated sentiment.

"It's nice out tonight," Jim commented as they turned away from another window display. Spock nodded, "Yes it is pleasing."

"Perfect weather, not too cold and not too warm. Just comfortable," Harry sighed, content with their walk and the ease that hung around them. Despite his misgivings and nerves, he had to admit that this had turned out to be a nice date. It wasn't fancy by any means, but Harry didn't mind. He was never one for anything to extravagant anyway and preferred more well thought out gifts. Leaning against Spock's shoulder, he softly inhaled the Vulcan's scent; something dry, spicy and earthy. It was pleasant and soothing further adding to his relaxed stated.

"You are pleased," Spock observed as they came to stop in front of a quaint little book store. The people inside didn't spare them a glance, too indulged in their books or conversations to pay them much mind. Harry hummed smiling slightly, but said nothing. Jim shifted so that he could see the youngest male, grinning lightly in a pleased fashion. Leaning closer the blond placed as kiss on Harry's forehead questioning, "Are you happy?"

"Mmmm, I am. Thank you for taking me out. I've had a rather lovely time," Harry replied honestly conveying his gratitude.

"It is illogical to thank us, but never the less we are pleased that you are satisfied with the results of our outing."

Jim rolled his eyes lightheartedly while Harry chuckled quietly before leaning up to give Spock a kiss as well. It had been a lovely night, much more than any of them anticipated and it was something they could treasure for years to come. But for now they were content to bask in the moment and indulge in the time that was given to them.

And finally! It took sixty-seven chapters, but these guys finally went on a real date that didn't consist of having lunch together in their room or something like that! Yay! Though I'd celebrate today cause I got a new tattoo and cause I actually have a good lead on Look to the Stars. So yay updates! But now I'm really tired so I'm going to bed. Review! Thanks!

~Seth

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