Wow, well, okay then, so I'm still alive, just super busy in my first year of college.
Apologies for the extremely rare and sporadic updates, but I gotta say, I don't think I've ever been this genuinely happy with my life before so... yea. I'll try and fix this whole updating schedule from now on and hopefully have some new fanfics for your guys soon!
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Rachel :)
Chapter 45
"Remind me why we're doing this again?"
Jim looked up at the Vulcan's wry remark, only to find the man giving him a bemused look.
"So I'll be ready" He replied simply.
Spock dodged a fist aiming for his head.
"Ready for...?"
The blonde rolled his eyes and jumped back just in time to avoid a blow to the ribs.
"Ready for the bad guys, obviously".
His boyfriend suddenly stilled, frowning, "Jim... We have already discussed this. You are not coming with us to-"
"-to fight Khan, yea, I know" He pouted, relishing in how the Vulcan's dark eyes immediately latched onto his lips, "But Khan ain't the only bad guy out there, and when the next guy rolls around, I want to be ready".
"And you couldn't have waited until after I returned from this mission?"
"That's exactly my point!" He snapped, managing to land a particularly vicious swipe to the man's legs, "What if you don't come back?"
Sighing, Spock spun around on the ground and kicked the blonde's legs out from under him.
"Jim, T'hy'la, I will come back... I give you my word".
Collapsing down next to him, the boy narrowed his eyes and pointed a finger accusingly, "You can't promise that".
"... Maybe not" He admitted, "But I can swear that returning alive and able is at the top of my priority list".
"And if it comes down to you or Pike?"
Walnut brown eyes carefully scanned the otherwise empty gym.
"... Then I'll cross that bridge when I get to it".
Letting out a heavy breath, Jim scowled, "I still want to come with you".
Spock turned back to him, smiling faintly, "I know".
"I'm the most powerful mutant in this building".
He crept forward, gently taking hold of his shirt collar, "I know".
"I'm your best shot of defeating this guy".
And with one firm tug, he had the blonde sprawled inelegantly across his chest, "I know".
Sitting up, Jim straddled the Vulcan beneath him, not quite unhappy with their new position but at the same time-
"You're just trying to distract me" He accused.
Leaning back on his elbows, the mutant stretched up to place a chaste kiss on the younger's mouth.
"I know that too... Is it working?"
Jim paused, "... No".
He playfully nipped at his boyfriend's lower lip.
"And now?"
"Still no".
A not-so-chaste kiss and then-
"What about now?"
He grinned cheekily, "Nope".
With a growl, Spock lurched forward, spinning them around until he was the one on top, strong hands pinning Jim's wrists to floor beneath him.
"How about now?"
The blonde writhed under the intense gaze and low, sultry voice.
"... Okay. Now we're getting somewhere".
"And by somewhere, I hope that means the Starship?"
Spock immediately tensed, but Jim merely grinned, neck straining back as far as it could go in order to give the doctor a salacious however upside-down grin.
"Hey Bonsey".
The man sighed, before stepping into the room and shutting the door behind him and didn't that just do wonders for the blonde's racing heart?
Slowly strolling towards them, he took in the rather suggestive sight and Spock's deep brown eyes, darkened in a way that only Jim could manage to cause.
"Weren't you two meant to be sparring?"
"It takes two to tango, Bones... Or, rather, three, in our case".
Rubbing the bridge of his nose, McCoy sighed once more, before collapsing on the gym mats next to them, "I take it this was why you were so eager to fight, then?"
"Not at all" Jim replied innocently, lying still even as the Vulcan sat up, "This is merely... a positive side effect".
He didn't believe him for one second.
"Sure, kid".
Pouting, the boy turned back to Spock with wide eyes, reaching up with one tanned hand to gently tug at the tip of a delicate ear, "I honestly didn't set any of this up. You believe me, don't you pointy?"
A low rumble emerged from deep within the man's chest, and he possessively reached forwards once more to claim the blonde's mouth with a passionate kiss.
Next to them, Bones sighed for the umpteenth time that minute and lent back until he was lying down next to the younger mutant, staring up at the white ceiling above him as illicit sounds tumbled out of the boy's mouth to his left.
Less than two minutes later, however, a rather disgruntled Vulcan was shoved over to his other side as a warm body with two inquisitive bright eyes latched onto him instead.
Smiling shyly, with flushed cheeks and bruised lips, Jim looked positively delectable.
And based on the way the hazel orbs danced with mischief, the brat knew it too.
Casually linking his arms around the boy's waist, he smirked up at him.
"How kind of you to drop by".
"Well, I couldn't just leave you lying here".
"Looked like I was feeling down, was I?"
"Hmm, yes, but I think some time slouching about might fix that".
Next to them, Spock groaned.
"Enough with the lying down puns already".
Blinking innocently, Jim stared at him for a few seconds, before turning back to Bones, "... He has a terrible sense of humour".
"And so would you if he'd led you on like that only to toss you to side when someone else walked in. You even had him purring, for god's sake!"
The blonde frowned, "But it wasn't for someone else. It was for you, and I haven't seen you all day".
"Yes, but I'm still going to be here tomorrow, whereas the hobgoblin is being shipped out today".
Jim glared.
McCoy raised a solitary eyebrow.
The boy finally sighed, propping himself up on his elbows to look over at the rather miserable Vulcan.
"... Hey Spock?"
He got a non-committal hum in return.
"... You wanna continue making out?"
Brown eyes sharply turned to him, large and dark and want and-
Bones smirked, "I'm going to take that as a yes".
Their time together was rather unfortunately cut short only an hour later with a call from Pike and the three simple words, "Time to go".
Standing in front of the Starship that would bring them to the abandoned base in the countryside, Jim was latched onto Spock and refusing to let go.
"I don't want you to go".
Long fingers lovingly threaded through blonde hair.
"I don't want to go either".
Wide mournful eyes stared up at him.
"Then don't go. Stay".
"You know I can't do that, Jim".
"Then take me with you!"
Bones carefully unwrapped the boys tight hold around the Vulcan's waist, and pulled him back into a secure embrace.
"He'll be fine, kid".
"You don't know that".
"... Maybe not. But from what I do know? Spock is one hell of a fighter. It's gonna take a lot more than a few pissed off mutants to bring him down".
The blonde said nothing, but found his eyes drifting towards the Starship as the other mutants got on.
The other mutants and one very-much-not mutant.
Glaring, he narrowed his eyes at the human.
"Well if I can't go, then how come she's allowed to?!"
"Because your mother is the only one who can identify the mutants planning the attack" Spock replied patiently, having already been through this a dozen times with the teen, "We need her there to make sure that we're not fighting back against innocent civilians".
He opened his mouth to argue further, but before he could, a hand clapped down on the Vulcan's shoulder.
Pike gave a strained smile, "Are you ready to go?"
"Yes sir".
Turning to face his boyfriends, Spock gave them both a quick kiss and a promise to be home by the weekend, before turning and making his way towards the ship.
Pike, however, remained where he was, looking suddenly and unrepairingly old.
"Jim... He'll come back. Alive".
The blonde looked up at him mistrustfully, Bones hands tighteningly warningly on his shoulders.
"Be sure to it that he does, professor, or I might not be held accountable for my actions".
With a sharp nod, the headmaster turned, only to pause and glance back at the academy behind them.
"Professor?" McCoy asked confused, but the man merely shook his head in response, "Oh, never mind, doctor. I merely thought that Mr. Mitchell was going to accompany us, but... well. It seems I must have been mistaken... I'll see you boys soon. This shouldn't take any longer than two or three days, and if all goes according to plan, then we should be back by this evening... Until then".
"Until then" Bones echoed quietly, watching as he made his way towards the Starship, eyes immediately latching onto Spock as he appeared by a window facing them.
"... He'll be okay" his boyfriend said suddenly, "We all will. We'll be okay".
And as the Starship rose and flew further and further away, a cool dread settled in the base of McCoy's stomach, and he distantly wondered just which of them, exactly, was Jim trying to convince.