Jim opened his eyes slowly. It kind of hurt to do so. He stared up at the ceiling.

Shit, the Medbay.

He didn’t remember how…


Jim turned his head to see Spock standing beside the bed. Wearing a gold shirt. And a yeoman handed Spock a PADD.

“Need your review, Captain.”

“I will look at it later,” Spock replied. “Leave it for me.”

Jim frowned.

Spock approached. “Jim, I am relieved.”


Spock put his hands on Jim’s face, leaned down and kissed him thoroughly. “Adun, I am glad you are awake. Doctor? My husband is awake.”