Luna's stay of only a one or two weeks turned into a month. Bones eventually stopped hating Jim. It was hard to continue to hate him when they lived in the same apartment and they were each other's only friends. Besides Luna. If that's what you could even call Luna anymore.
The two had barely any contact with her. She made sure to get her clothes when they were both in class, and if they did see her on campus, she would wave and they would engage in small talk. Neither of the three wanted to ask the big questions of how she was doing and when she was going to come back home. To Jim, the small talk was the weirdest part of it all. This was someone he once told everything to, and now they couldn't carry a conversation over a minute long.
Tonight, though, both Jim and Bones were feeling especially shitty, so they went out for a drink instead of having beers at the apartment. Unfortunately, Luna had the same idea. So, Jim and Bones were on one end of the bar, and Luna and her friend Rachel from her flight classes, were on the other end, none of them knowing they were in the same vicinity. Jim and Bones sat at the bar while Luna and Rachel were dancing.
"This band sucks." Jim commented, not even turned around to look at them. He was just looking at his drink in thought. He wasn't drunk, but he was getting tipsy.
On the other end of the bar, Luna and Rachel were jumping up and down to the beat. "This band rocks!" Rachel claimed. Luna just nodded to her. She thought they were terrible so she downed another shot. She wasn't quite sure how many that was, but she knew one thing, she was drunk. She had to be drunk to be able to dance to this band.
Jim rolled his eyes at the repeated guitar part before looking to Bones who was sitting right next to him on his phone. "Oh, you're on your phone." Jim commented. "Not even paying attention to me."
Bones slowly picked up his head to look at him, sure Jim was talking to him, but not wanting it to look like he was ignoring him. "I'm sorry, are you talking to me?"
Jim rolled his eyes, knowing his friend better than that. "If you want to go Bones, go."
Bones sighed as he looked him up and down. "Who's gonna make sure your drunken ass gets home?"
Jim leaned forward, his tipsiness taking in full affect as he gave him a warm smile and clapped him on the back. "I'm a big boy, Bones. I can take care of myself."
Bones rolled his eyes as he pulled his drink to his lips. "Barely." He quickly downed the rest of his drink as Jim just gave him an evil stare. When he was done he let out an "ah" before looking back to Jim. "You sure you're gonna be alright?"
"Yeah," Jim spoke as he clapped his back again, pushing him towards the exit. "Get out of here."
"See you at home." Bones called over his shoulder before turning around to look at him, realizing this would be the first time he left him truly alone since the breakup. "And don't do anything stupid."
Jim waved him off before downing his next drink. Jim wanted to do what he hadn't done in a long time. He wanted to get drunk and have a sloppy one night stand he wouldn't remember in a few days. He had pined for Luna for so long. He didn't have anything in between. Not any one night stands in three years. And once they were in a relationship, he barely even looked at other girls. But now, he noticed every girl that walked by, thinking about what he could do to each of them. He didn't have to worry about Luna anymore, and he was just now feeling that.
Luna was already very drunk and she was starting to get slutty. She was dancing with every single guy who asked, pressing her body to theirs as close as possible, and she loved every second of it. When Rachel looked over at her, she was beginning to get worried. She had never seen Luna like this before. Hell, no one had ever seen Luna like this before. This was the drunkest she had ever been. She was one dare away from dancing on the bar.
As she bounced up and down, she made the mistake of looking over at the bar. Her movement stopped. She might have been drunk, but she knew what she saw. Jim was leaning against the bar in a seductive pose, a drink in one hand and the other hand rubbing the arm of some girl she had never seen before. She knew exactly what he was doing. Hell, that's how he picked her up. Luna, though, was drunk enough to do something about it. She polished off her drink before stumbling in the direction of the bar.
Jim smiled down at the girl's necklace. "That's beautiful." He commented as his eyes took their time moving back to her face. "You said that was your mother's?" She nodded excitedly at the fact that he remembered while moving so her boobs would be more exposed. "Fantastic."
Jim didn't expect Luna to go crashing into his back, gripping onto his arm. "Fancy meeting you here." She slurred. Jim didn't think it was possible to slur that combination of words, but somehow Luna did it.
"Luna," Jim gasped, trying to help her standup right. "What are you doing here?"
"Getting drunk." She emphasized the "k", Jim taking in what she had on. She wasn't just trying to get drunk. Not wearing that.
"I can see that." He commented as she almost fell over again.
"I'm sorry," Luna looked back over at the woman he was trying to woo, offended by her presence. She didn't have anything relevant to input. "Who is this?"
Luna looked the tall, lanky blonde up and down before moving forward, sticking out her hand and giving her the best fake smile. "Luna McCoy, his ex-girlfriend and almost baby mama."
"Oh my god." Jim whispered before taking a large drink.
The blonde took her hand and shook it, but she was obviously disgusted by the drunk girl. "Really?" She spoke as she continued with their handshake. "A blonde?" She let go of her hand and shrugged a little as she moved to the bar to order her own drink. "I thought you had more of a thing for brunettes, but that's cool."
The blonde's mouth dropped, but Jim leaned forward, grabbing Luna by her shoulders so the bartender wouldn't serve her anything else. "Okay, I think you're cut off for the night." He got a good look at her, his mouth dropping slightly at how dazed she looked. "Maybe for the rest of your life."
"So," Luna spoke as she looked around the area. "Where's your partner in crime?"
"Who? Bones?"
"Yeah." Luna spoke obviously. "My dad."
"You're friends with her father?" The blonde asked.
Jim turned to her, opening up his mouth to defend himself, but Luna jumped in. "Duh, keep up. I know you're a blonde, but damn."
"Luna." Jim spoke in a warning tone.
"It's fine, Jim." The blonde said as Luna mimicked her. "I see you have this…situation to take care of."
"Oh, honey," Luna spoke, getting up from her chair.
Jim had been around both Luna and Bones long enough to know this was a southern thing. Like when Jim asked Bones if ninety-five was divisible by three. And when Jim bet Luna that he could out drink her. It wasn't a compliment. "Please don't say, 'oh, honey'." Jim pleaded.
"I am not a situation, okay? I'm the number one priority, you're a situation."
The blonde's mouth dropped, and then she looked to Jim was trying to hid behind his drink. "You're gonna let her talk to me like that."
Luna moved to stand right in front of her with a menacing face. "You look like a daddy long legs, bitch!"
"Alright, see you, Kate." Jim spoke, grabbing Luna's shoulders and pulling her away.
"It's Christine!" She called after him.
"Whatever." Jim spoke while waving his hand back at her.
When the two were at a safe enough distance so "the daddy long legs" wouldn't follow, Jim looked back to her. He wanted to be mad, but he couldn't stop his laugh. "'You look like a daddy long legs, bitch.'" Luna began to laugh. She didn't realize how funny that was until Jim repeated it. "I think that's the best thing you've ever said."
"She was so tall." Luna laughed out as they two leaned into each other, laughing so hard tears were starting to develop in their eyes.
Once their laughing had finally calmed down, Jim looked to her seriously. He couldn't leave her. He wasn't going to let her do anything stupid while she was this inebriated, but he couldn't let whoever she was with think she was lost. Jim leaned in to talk into her ear over the music. "Who did you come here with?"
"Rachel!" Luna screamed back.
Jim sighed. Rachel was always the wild one. "Come on," Jim spoke as he threw her arms around his shoulders. "Let's get you out of here."
"Buy me dinner first." She joked.
"Yeah," Jim spoke as he looked to her while pulling her through the club. "I'll buy you a dinner of bread."
When Jim finally found Rachel in the crowd, she looked to Jim and then to Luna. "What happened to her?"
"You tell me." Jim spoke in an exasperated voice. "What did she drink?"
She gave him an apologetic look before answering. "Tequila."
"Of course." Jim scoffed before looking back to her. She was wearing a goofy smile Jim had to roll his eyes to. "I'm taking her home; do you have a ride?"
Rachel looked around at the company she was around before shrugging. "If I can't drive, I'll take a cab." He gave her a look, not totally believing she was going to take a cab. "I promise, Jim."
"He's so thoughtful." Luna boasted before moving some of the strands of his hair back.
Jim rolled his eyes again before looking back to Rachel. "Okay, goodnight. Be safe."
"I already promised, what more do you want from me?" Rachel asked while throwing her hands in the air.
"Call me when you leave." Jim told her with a commanding point. Luna smiled when she looked at him. He really would have been a great dad. "You," Jim spoke while turning back to Luna, making her straighten up, almost falling over because of that. "I'm taking you home."
Jim guided her out of the building and outside where there was a biting cold. Luna immediately folded into herself, her outfit of a crop top and short skirt not doing much for her. "Where's your jacket?" Jim asked when he looked to her.
Luna looked around. She knew she had brought a jacket in, but she had no idea where it ended up. Jim rolled his eyes at her again before stripping off his jacket and putting it on her shoulders. She mumbled a thank you, the drinks finally starting to get to her as Jim began to walk her to his car. He was helping her into the passenger's seat when she put her hand on her stomach. "I may throw up on you."
That probably wasn't an ideal thing to hear, but that reference brought a smile to his face. "Yeah," Jim scoffed as he buckled her in. "I wouldn't feel too hot either with how many tequila shots you had."
She groaned as she put a hand to her head and Jim shut the door so he could move to the driver's seat. "I don't want to hear 'tequila' ever again."
Jim looked to her while buckling up, and constantly looked over at her during the whole drive. She kept begging for him not to take her back to Sulu's since he would be furious at her for coming back in so late, so Jim took her to the only place he knew he could. Their apartment.
Getting her through the main entrance was beginning to be a challenge with her fumbling limbs and unfocused brain, so he ended up carrying her for the rest of the way. When he got the door open, and brought her in, she looked around, a deep smile on her face. "Hellooo, apartment."
Jim rolled his eyes before bringing her to the bathroom, knowing something was coming out of somewhere, and he wasn't going to let it be on the carpet. He set her down in front of the toilet and opened it up for her before sitting down to lean against one of the walls. "Go ahead." Jim breathed out. He didn't realize how much taking care of a drunk Luna was going to wear him out. "Do your thing."
Luna began to gag, Jim scrunching his face in disgust, just wanting her to get it over with. Then, it happened, her first wave of vomit. Jim tried to look anywhere but at Luna. When she was done with her first wave, she flushed the toilet and then laid her head on the seat, her face looking to Jim, as Jim looked to her. Even if she had just thrown up and her face was a sweaty mess, she still looked stunning.
Luna was letting out deep breaths, finding herself attracted to those baby blue eyes again, her breath almost taken from her. "I'm sorry." She whispered.
Jim gave her a slight smile before shaking his head. "I don't mind."
"Not just about tonight." She groaned, her stomach still doing flips as she put her forehead to the seat. "About everything. I'm so, so sorry I was such a bitch to you."
"Hey," Jim spoke as he leaned forward to grab her arm. She looked back to him, her eyes softening. "It's water under the bridge." She sighed as she adjusted her head to get a better look at him, a small smile growing on her face. "You're still my best friend, McCoy."
She hummed as she looked at him. "And you're still mine."
Luna scoffed before looking back into the toilet bowl. "I probably would have been a shitty mother anyway." She then realized where she was, and she began to laugh at her choice of words.
Jim looked down in thought, thinking about their baby all over again. Why the hell would she think that about herself? "Why?"
Luna sighed before looking back to him. "Because I didn't have a mother. I don't know the first thing about being one, and it's not like I have anyone to call up and ask what it's like to be a mother, and if I'm doing the right thing."
Jim blinked for a moment, letting that sentence run through his head again. "That's the longest sentence I've ever heard in my life."
She looked to him, wanting to be annoyed, but she couldn't help a smile to form at that Jim Kirk charm. "I'm serious." She laughed out.
Jim looked to her, his face getting serious again. "You couldn't know what kind of mother you would be, but I think you'd be a damn good one. Especially the way you handled Demora when we were babysitting."
Luna kept looking at him, lost in drunk thought. "What did you want?" Jim's eyebrows scrunched together as his head tilted, not sure what she was asking. "Gender wise."
Jim got a sad smile on his face as he looked down, beginning to play with a loose string on his jacket. "I wanted a little girl."
Luna looked down, tears beginning to fall down her face. "I'm sorry I couldn't give that to you."
Jim looked up at her, moving closer to begin to wipe away her tears. "Hey, it's not your fault."
Luna was gasping as Jim held her face in his hands. "I think about it every day, and I don't know how to stop feeling like the whole world is crumbling down around me."
Jim was beginning to cry too, pulling her face to look eye to eye with him. "I think about it every day too, and you're not alone. I know you feel like you are, but you're not. You have me and Bones. We both know what it's like to lose someone. We've all been through it, so if you ever need to talk, we're right here." Luna sniffled as Jim rubbed some tears off of her face, giving her a little smile. "And we're not afraid to see you cry."
Luna laughed before falling into Jim's chest. He cradled her head, beginning to pet her hair. "Thank you, Jim." He smiled just a little bit while beginning to rock her. "You're a great friend."
Jim went stiff for a moment. Friend. He gulped. He thought they were getting back together. They just shared this moment where they both mourned for their baby, and they weren't getting back together? He wasn't mad, he was just…sad. He felt like a hammer had been swung into his gut, and he wanted to hold her tighter. If he didn't let her go, they could stay like this forever and that would be enough. He ended up kissing the top of her head, staying with her like that until she had to throw up again. He held her hair and rubbed her back, trying to soothe her in any way. Friends could do that, right?
When Jim woke up, his back was against the bathroom wall. He had to look around, not really sure where he was for a moment. His back was aching as he began to move. He shouldn't have slept here. He really shouldn't have slept here.
He was attempting to get on his feet, groaning as he moved to be on all fours. Once he was in that position, the door opened and moved right into his head. Jim really hated his life in that moment. "Oh good." Bones spoke. "You're up."
"Thank you for telling me." Jim scoffed as he grabbed onto the bathroom counter to pull himself up. He looked to Bones, confused. "I'm twenty-four, why does my back hurt so bad?"
"Because you slept in the bathroom." Bones spoke obviously.
Jim gave him a dirty look as he tried to stretch out his back as best as he could. "You know, I really hate you sometimes."
"Well," Bones spoke, a small smile growing on his face. "Luna's here, and she's making breakfast."
Jim straightened up, forgetting about his back pain. "Is she moving back in?"
Bones shrugged, his eyes up in thought. "She might have mentioned it." He gave him a little wink before walking out of the bathroom. Jim stood there for a moment, looking at himself in the mirror, a dopey grin on his face before throwing a fist up in the air from excitement.
He hurried out of the bathroom and moved to the bar where he already had a plate set out for him. Luna moved to him, placing eggs on the plate along with French toast. The two men looked to her, wondering how long this was going to last as she put the pan back on the stove before turning off the burner.
Jim picked up his glass of orange juice as Luna turned around to give the two a smile. Jim had the glass pressed to his lips, but he wanted to ask the question he was dying to ask. "So, what's all this for, L?"
"Well," she spoke while putting her hands on the counter, looking back and forth at the two. "This is just kind of a sorry for getting insanely drunk last night, and also completely bailing on you guys last month." Bones and Jim shared a slight look with a half grin before looking back to her. "And if you'll have me, I would like to move back in, and I'll go into the guest bedroom so you don't have to move anything around."
Both the men couldn't hide their excitement anymore, Bones getting up and going to his daughter. "You'll always have a home here." He pulled her in for a huge hug, Jim getting up so he could hug her too.
When she moved to Jim, he wrapped her in a tight hug, Luna laying her head on his chest. She could feel his heart beat, and she felt so relaxed. She knew right now wasn't the best time to get back together, though. Maybe after graduation. They just had to work on being friends again right now. She would see what was going to happen on the Enterprise because they were both getting on the Enterprise. Jim just wouldn't be assigned to it. He would be dragged onto it.
rebootfan: You're welcome for answering your questions! I hope you had a happy holidays as well!
Ziggy55: It's fine your review is long! I LOVE long reviews! I would rather you go in depth and tell me what you like and didn't like so I can work on it. And yes! I love father/daughter relationships. My dad and I are really close so I tend to write more "daddy's girl" type characters (aka Luna). I usually prefer confizzled, but confuzzled is awesome too!
Love. Fiction. 2016: I'm sorry your review response got cut off in the last chapter. I think it was a spacing issue so that's when I put all the spaces in your URL this time. Thank you so much for the read, love!
Alright, the next chapter is going to be the movie! I'm so excited that we're here now! I got so excited the other night I started scribbling down scenes from Into Darkness (that's my favorite one in the reboot series so I'm gonna be pumped when we get to that one). I hope you all liked this chapter (I love writing drunken characters), remember to review!
