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

91. Together

Jim lay quietly as he stared at the ceiling, his hand lazily stroking along Harry's bare hip while the wizard lightly dozed on his chest. Spock was nestled against his side just softly breathing into his hair as he remained awake as well, lost in his own thoughts. Sometimes their life seemed so surreal, as if everything they had seen or gone through was almost a dream. Days felt like they stretched on and their few years in space felt almost like a lifetime. Yet they knew it was real, that all their struggles, the pain and sorrow, the love and passion; it was all reality.

"I'm happy," Jim murmured, "For the first time in a long time… I feel whole."

"As do I T'hy'la," Spock replied back planting a kiss on his captain's forehead.

"And it's all because of him."

"Indeed." Spock reached over the blond and gently touched Harry's cheek, brushing away strands of hair and sweat. His face was still flushed from their love making but he looked peaceful, the frowns of worry and fear gone from his features. It was refreshing. Taking the hand that was resting on his stomach, Jim played with Harry's fingers smiling gently, basking in the fond amusement he felt in his bond with his lovers.

"'m trying to sleep," Harry murmured but didn't pull his hand away. Rather he snuggled closer, lips brushing lightly at Jim's chest in a chaste kiss. Jim grinned faintly, "Sorry babe, you're too pretty to resist."

"I ought to hit you, but I'm too relaxed right now," Harry stated.

"It is gratifying to see you relaxed Harry as you are often under a great deal of stress which is detrimental to your health," Spock said still continuing to toy with the wizard's hair. Leaning into the caress Harry sighed, "It's the price of being a doctor. You're always stressed and worried over work."

"Still you should take more days off if work begins to overwhelm you," Jim remarked. Harry chuckled, "I just did today."

"Yeah but that's cause it was our anniversary."

"And it was a rather nice anniversary; good food, an entertaining movie and some alone time with you both. I couldn't have asked for better."

"We're pleased that you are content," Spock commented. Jim hummed in agreement bringing Harry's hand to his lips and kissing his fingers holding in a grin when he felt Spock shift next to him. Rolling his eyes on the blonde's teasing, Harry yawned, "What would please me more is some sleep. We have Alpha shift tomorrow after all."

"Ugh, paperwork," Jim groaned making a face. Harry giggled while Spock merely raised an eyebrow in amusement. But after a moment they calmed down as the hour drew late settling themselves more comfortably in bed. Curling together Jim ordered the dim lights to shut off completely setting the room in darkness. Closing his eyes he felt Spock relax and still completely next to him while Harry drifted off, his breathing becoming quieter. Content the blond took a deep, calming breath before he began to slip away. This is how he always wanted it to be, the three of them living side by side as they explored all that life had to offer them; together.

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~Seth