A/N: It's late! It's not even funny how late it is! And I am SOOOOOOOOOOO SORRY! But, it also took me forever to get out, so that explains some of it's lateness. Anywho, tell me what you think! And, I was thinking of doing a little epilogue thing, just to cover that Jane's actually okay. Reviews welcome!
Jane didn't wake up to any interruptions. She sat up, drowsily looking around, noticing that Jim's side of his bed looked rather un-slept-in. He probably slept in Spock's quarters. Stretching, she rolled over onto her male counterpart's side of the bed, enjoying not sharing a bed on her vacation. About five minutes later, she finally got up out of bed.
An hour and a half later, Jane found herself on her way to the mess hall. Five minutes after sitting down with her breakfast, the blonde looked around for any of the senior crew to keep her company. However, she didn't find anyone and made a mental note to swing by Sickbay to bug Bones and ask him what was going on.
That came sooner rather than later. Immediately finishing her breakfast, Jane had gotten up, disposed of her trash and made her way to Sickbay. "Alright, Bones. What's going on?"
"You decided to sleep in," the CMO replied, not looking up from what he was doing. "Plus, for some bizarre reasoning, Jim decided to let you sleep in." Here he glanced up to look at Jane with her arms crossed. "You feelin' okay?
Jane sat down across from Bones, effectively distracting him from whatever it was he was doing. "What if I can't go home? I mean, I wasn't exactly sent here to do anything. Besides, I've just been lazing around and keeping everyone company. Wasn't the girl Spock sent to get Jim and Spock together?"
Bones rolled his eyes. "Kid, calm down. You've gotta stop comparing yourself to her. You two came from two different realities, remember? Maybe you've got different mumbo jumbo going on from your reality. Personally, I believe Miss Spock knew more than she was tellin', but that's just me." He frowned, taking in how nervous Jane actually was. "Tell you what. You can stay here and bug me until I get off shift."
The blonde perked up at that prospect. "Really?"
Bones nodded, before sighing. "What have I just gotten myself into?"
Five hours later, Bones was ready to pull his hair out. "Go sit over there and be quiet." The CMO pointed to a random corner as he looked over an ensign from Engineering who'd managed to injure himself.
"You were the one who told me I could spend your shift bugging you," Jane reminded him. Glancing up, she bounced out of the chair where she'd been messing with the stuff on Bones's desk. "Alright, shift's over! Time to go do fun stuff!"
The CMO sighed before slowly getting ready to go. "I can't believe I let Jim talk me into this," he muttered under his breath.
Jane frowned at him, her hands on her hips. "Come on, Bones! I've been sitting around for five hours doing absolutely nothing!"
Bones glared at her. "Calm down otherwise I'm going to start working overtime just to get you to shut up." He joined her as they left Sickbay and made their way to one of the turbo lifts. "Jim owes me big time after today."
She was out of the turbo lift the second the doors opened, nearly bouncing down the halls even though she had no idea where they were going. Rolling his eyes, Bones began to follow her. "Rec Room Six, kid!" he yelled down the hall, fully aware that the blonde had probably not even heard him. A slight grin crossed his face as he shook his head. Well, it'd certainly be a surprise.
Jane smiled at what she saw when the doors opened. The rest of the senior crew, including Chekov, greeted her with a shout. Of course, Jim already had a beer in his hand when he went over to Jane. "So? What d'you think? We've been - well, when I say we, I mean me - been working on it all day," he added. "I got up kinda early to set up. The girl Spock didn't get this so we figured we should give you a party." Jim smiled a little, putting his hands out in a little 'ta-da' gesture. "Did I do good?"
"Yeah," Jane answered with a grin. "You did good for a country-hick." She rubbed her hands together. "Now, there's alcohol here, right?"
Jim leaned against his bedroom doorway as Jane packed away the clothes she'd replicated on her stay. "You're really goin' home, huh?"
Jane grinned. "Yeah. Besides, I'm probably still on vacation in my reality. Risa's nice this time of year. You should take Spock there sometime," she added offhandedly.
He scoffed. "Please. I'd never get him to do that." After a moment, a grin crossed his face. "What about your Spock? Would he agree to go down to Risa with you? Or did he already?"
"I have the same problem with my Spock as you do yours," Jane replied. "I can't pull him out of his work, unless I order him to take a break, which is apparently 'illogical'." She grinned again. "But I did ask him to come down with me this time. He refused of course. Wanna know his excuse?" Jim nodded. "He wanted to know who'd be in charge if he wasn't."
Jim scoffed again. "C'mon. Spock knows that Sulu's a good captain when he takes over."
"That's what I said!" Jane paused, turning to look at Jim. "We never really compared crew did we?"
"Nah," he answered, waving a hand. "It wouldn't have been fair. Plus, it would've made you all nostalgic. You done packing?" Jane nodded. "Well then," Jim said, putting a hand out. "In case you don't wanna do this in front of other people, it was an honor to meet you, Captain."
Jane shook his hand. "The same to you, Captain."
The two of them spent the walk to the transporter room talking about quirks their crew had and shared. "And then Chekov has that list of how many security officers have died!" Jane laughed as they walked into the transporter room. Jim chuckled, doing a good job of masking how he was a little sensitive on the dead officers thing. However, it wasn't good enough. She grimaced. "Sorry, Jim. It hurts me too, but the red shirt thing kinda helps me get past it."
Spock raised an eyebrow at the two of them, only hearing a tiny snippet of their conversation (there is a thing called selective hearing). "Are you prepared to leave, Captain?"
Jane smiled, nodding. "I'm a little homesick so I think it's time to go." She held her hand up in the Vulcan greeting. "You have no idea how weird this trip was. But all the same, live long and prosper, Mister Spock."
The Vulcan nodded, returning the gesture. "Live long and prosper, Captain Kirk."
She nodded again, glancing around the room before stepping up to the transporter pads. "So, Jim. I heard Spock sings," Jane said casually, a mischievous grin on her face. She waited until Jim's jaw dropped and Spock kind of gave her this stare before laughing. "Have fun, boys!" With that, Scotty took that opportunity to transport Jane T. Kirk back home.
