Jim closed the oven door after peering at the half-baked gingerbread people. He set the time on his watch. And glanced out toward the window. Sighed. He walked over to the coatrack and only picked out a scarf, which he wrapped around his neck.
She hugged herself as Jim approached her on the ground just below the porch steps. Each hand was on her sweater-covered elbows. She got kind of quiet and melancholy around the holidays. Thinking of his dad, Jim figured.
“You okay, Mom? The gingerbread’s in the oven.”
“Sure. It’s so…silent.”
He smiled a little. “There’s never a lot of noise out here.” His smile slipped. “Unless it was Frank yelling.”
“Mm hmm.” That was all she said in acknowledgement of their mutually hated enemy. Jim supposed there wasn’t much else to say. He knew her arm still pained her when it got too cold from the bad break he’d given her. Just as she knew he had never repaired the chipped tooth he had in the back of his month from the punch he’d taken. Dark family secrets best ignored now that Frank was gone. “It’s quietest when it snows, oddly enough. Think it’ll snow this year?”
“Probably not this early. Not this year. It’s been warmer than last winter I think. Pretty much everywhere.”
He wondered again why he had come here this winter break. Why he hadn’t just stayed in San Francisco, as he had the prior year. She had asked and he had nothing else to do and nowhere else to go. Bones went to Georgia. He’d invited Jim, but Jim didn’t feel like being a nuisance, the poor unwanted friend who messed up Bones’ family plans.
His mom stiffened suddenly as Jim saw the approaching hover car lights at the same time as she did.
“Who could that be?”
They both squinted against the bright light as the hover car stopped in front of them to the left. The lights went out and the door opened, a lone figure stepping out.
And though Jim couldn’t really see him well, Jim would know him anywhere, that shape, that height. That awareness.
He moved forward and before he even thought to stop himself he threw his arms around the Vulcan. “You came.”
December 2, 2019 at 4:39 am
Gah you! Fantastic. So good. Gave me shivers and feels!
December 2, 2019 at 7:22 am
Thank you ! ❤
December 2, 2019 at 7:38 am
Bad physical memories are the worst. Constant reminders, constant unwanted companions. Physical, mental scars.
How could he not come. If TOS Spock could hear Jim needing him across 10 light years, what’s a few miles between San Francisco and Riverside for AOS Spock?
Spock will always hear when Jim needs him.
Sleep in heavenly peace.
Or stay awake in…
December 2, 2019 at 7:56 am
Yes Spock will be there for Jim, as it should be. ❤
December 2, 2019 at 3:54 pm
Love, love, love this! You have no idea, how much I needed this today! Love how Spock is able to surprise Jim and arrive. I’m wondering if he initially told Jim he couldn’t make it. I’m guessing it’s still early in their relationship.
Christmas just took a turn for the better. Jim will have a love filled Christmas time! ❤️💚
I’m feeling very, very melancholy today. It started snowing/sleeting Sunday afternoon. It was supposed to be close to 12 inches of snow and be done by around 9 PM today. But it kind of held off and snowed lightly all day and now it’s going to snow overnight until 4 AM. I have to start work at midnight. Because of the snow I’m gonna have to go in early so I could make it into work. This is my first day back from medical leave after my gallbladder surgery and I have a headcold! Ughhhh! I just want to cry!
Thanks for this lovely story! ❤️💚🖖
December 2, 2019 at 5:33 pm
I’m sorry sweetie that does suck
But glad you liked this ❤
December 2, 2019 at 8:11 pm
Sitting at work before my shift listening to the 11pm news covering the wintry weather in the area.
December 2, 2019 at 4:01 pm
So good! And loved the ending with Spock showing up!
Can’t wait for tomorrow!
December 2, 2019 at 5:33 pm
Thanks so much!