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Stardate: March 30th, 2252

When Spock brought Julia back into the house, the first person in view was Devon Carters. Julia's heartbeat skyrocketed and she clung to Spock, desperately holding on to him for dear life.

"Jules…" Devon said, his eyes glued on the woman before him. Spock gave the man a glare and walked past him, positioning himself so that he was blocking Devon's view of his beloved wife-to-be. Devon stared as the vulcan carried Julia upstairs.

As Spock's form disappeared from view, Frank came up behind Devon and put a hand on his shoulder. Devon jumped, and turned to face Frank.

"You should never had gotten involved with her," He said, nodding up towards his step-daughter/niece. Despite having a general dislike of Winona's kids, he disliked Julia the least. She was the most like her father. Devon nodded.

"Shoulda just left her at the party…" He mumbled, sighing and putting his hands on his hips. His life had turned into a downward spiral after that Prom date, every girl in town knew what he'd done to Julia - and not one girl in town wanted to hook up a guy who took advantage of drunk girls. "She deserved it."

Frank's hand gripped Devon's shoulder tightly, and he turned to young man to face him. Frank's eyes blazed with barely withheld anger. He glared into Devon's eyes, making each word he spoke clearly understood.

"You should never have even thought about hurting her," He stated, feeling like punching the guy. "Julia is the sweetest, most resourceful, incredibly smart child I've ever seen. And if you ever - and I mean ever - hurt her or soil her name…" He leaned in to whisper in his ear. "I swear I will find you and make you pay for all the pain you've caused."

Devon shrunk away from Frank then, fearing for his life. Pulling out of Frank's grip, he started for the door. Only it opened up and hit him in the face.

"Shit!" Devon yelled, stepping away from the door, a hand going up to his nose. The one responsible for pushing the door on him was none other than Jim Kirk. With Winona right behind him.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Jim asked, pushing the door open all the way and stepping into the house. His arms were laden with groceries. Winona peeked from behind Jim and tapped his shoulder.

"Language," She said when Jim glanced back. He gave a nod to show her that he'd heard her request.

"Sorry, mom," Jim said, looking back at Devon. "What the heck are you doing here, Devon?" Devon frowned even deeper and glared back at Julia's twin brother.

"I was just leaving," he said, attempting to walk around Jim and his mother. But Jim wasn't having it. He moved to block Devon, and continued to do so until Devon looked into Jim's eyes. "What - you have a problem with me leaving?"

"I have a problem with you being in my house."

"Okay - fine," Devon said, still holding his nose to keep the blood from ruining his shirt. "I work at the mechanics shop, and I had to bring over some big machinery that he'd bought. I was going to stay for a soda, but with all that's happened - I think I'll just leave."

Nodding, Jim allowed his former schoolmate to leave. Glaring at his back, James T. Kirk wished that he could beat the guy to a pulp for what he'd done to his sister. Gently prodding his back, Winona brought him out of his daydreams and reminded him of the here and now.

But, when he stepped inside, he felt something tingling inside of him. Not anger, not danger - but the tingling that had always alerted him that his sister was near. It was a twin thing they had, and made it easy to find one another.

Dropping the groceries off in the kitchen, Jim bolted up stairs, following his feeling. And, turning into his sister's room, he found a strange sight.

Julia was laying on her old bed, covered up with a quilt, and holding the hand of a vulcan male. He stared at the vulcan for a while, trying to conceive what on Earth he was doing holding his sister's hand - but one look from Julia stopped him.

"Jim," She said, turning to look at him and trying to sit up. The vulcan held her back, glancing back at him. "Spock, he's my brother -"

"You were incapacitated when I found you," Spock replied, and as he gently pushed her back down onto her bed. "And your adrenaline rush from your flight or fight response will take its toll on you soon."

"Fight or flight?" Jim asked, coming to kneel down beside his sister. Ignoring the glare from the vulcan, he reached out and took his sister's hand. "What the hell happened Julia? Did that douche have anything to do with? Did he hurt you?" Jim's voice became frantic, and his hands shook with anger.

"No," Julia said, shaking her head and gripping Jim's hand in hers. "He didn't do anything - it's just…" she trailed off and looked away from both of the men beside her. "Bad memories is all."

"Why the hell was he here, anyway?" Jim asked, shifting to a squat and turning to take a closer look at Spock. He was wearing a gray t-shirt and dark jeans, and his shoes were covered with horse manure, dirt, and leaves. "And who are you?"

"First of all," Julia said, letting go of both Spock's and Jim's hands and pushing herself into a sitting position. "I don't know why Devon was here, his presence was a surprise to me. And second," she nodded to Spock with a little, secret smile, "This is my fiance, Spock."

Jim blinked, and turned to look at Spock closely. Spock looked at Jim as well, both of them sizing the other up. Frowning, Jim put a finger on Spock's chest.

"You better treat my sister right," He said in a menacing tone. "Otherwise, I'll have to kill you."

"That is illogical," Spock replied, raising an eyebrow, "As I would never harm Julliana in any way."

"But aren't vulcan's known for being extremely strong?"

"That is only in comparison to a planet whose gravitation is less than that of Vulcan."

"So, that's a yes," Jim said, taking his hand back and leaning on the bed, "By Earth standards, at least."

"That is accurate."

"Then, don't accidentally harm my sister," Jim said with extra sweetness, and a large smile. Julia frowned, and kicked her brother's back with her foot. "Ow!" Jim rubbed his back and gave a glare at his sister. She glared right back.

"Stop acting like such a guy," Julia said, sticking her tongue out at him. "You're just jealous he's stronger than you."

"I am not." Jim objected, folding his arms.

"Are too."

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Am not," Jim said, and then waited till she started to talk before saying exactly when she did, "Are too - jinx! You owe me a soda now."

"That's not fair," Julia said, punching her brother on the shoulder. "My brain feels like its in a fog - how dare you take advantage of that."

"Oh, don't act so innocent," Jim objected, waving a finger at her. "You use your feminine form to get what you want, where you want."

"That is so not the same -"

"Taking advantage of men's susceptibility to succumb to your good looks," He put a finger on his chin to simulate deep thought. "I'm pretty sure that counts."

"Shut up," Julia said, sinking back down on her bed. With a weak smile, she glanced at Spock, who had been observing their interaction without comment. He looked at Julia when she glanced at him. "Sorry you had to hear all that."

"I do not see the logic in apologizing," Spock said, allowing a twitch of the lips, "I found your interaction quite amusing."

"This is the man you're going to marry?" Jim asked, barely containing his laugh. Julia picked up her pillow and tossed it weakly at Spock.

"You're supposed to be on my side," she said, as her pillow landed on Spock's lap. This caused Jim to laugh harder, and he fell off the bed and onto the floor, literally rolling in laughter. Spock's lips twitched into a smile, and he picked up the pillow and tossed it into Julia's arms.

"I do not recall there being sides," Spock said, shifting so that he leaned down and was able to plant a kiss on Julia's lips quickly. "But I can assure you, nothing could persuade me from separating from your side."

"Hhmm…" Julia said, trying to keep her eyes open at this point. She smiled up at him, meeting his eyes. "I'm glad to hear that."

"Hey!" Jim said, lifting himself up off the floor to interrupt their moment. "I hate to break up this moment - but you need your rest." When Spock didn't move, Jim put a hand on his shoulder and nodded towards the door. "Come on, we should go let my mom know you're here."

Reluctantly, Spock nodded, reaching over to give his beloved a kiss on the forehead before following Jim out into the living room area and meet with Mrs. Winona Kirk.

Hi, thanks for reading! Gee, that was a tension filled first meeting for Spock and Jim - but it should get better as Julia and Spock's wedding date gets closer. Hopefully. I hope you all enjoyed the recent chapter, please let me know what you think - and prepare for the big news to be broken to Winona Kirk about her daughter's marriage next chapter! Till then, live long and prosper!