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Flash Fic, June 29, 2020

“Spock! Please. Bones…you have to…”

The voice was distant, far away. And it sounded tinny, hollow.

“It’s all my fault, Bones. You have to save him.”

“Jim I’m doing the best I can. There’s a lot of damage—”

The pain was excruciating. Almost too much to bear. In fact, perhaps…

“God, Bones. I love him so much. Please.”

Love.

Yes. He loved Jim. Jim loved him.

“It’s my fault. I was distracted by this stupid Sam thing and I wasn’t paying attention and he stepped in and saved me. Bones…”

The sounds, the voice, faded as he went into a trance.

“He’s coming around. Jim!”

It was almost impossible to come out of the trance and for a moment, Spock wondered if Leonard or someone would have to strike him. He didn’t think Jim would.

But then with extreme effort, he forced his eyes opened and gasped for breath.

“Spock!”

Jim was there, hovering directly over him, his face pale, his blue eyes huge in his face.

“Jim,” he whispered.

He saw that Jim was crying, and was alarmed, but then Jim leaned down to kiss his lips and Spock tasted his salty tears.

Jim pulled back just a little. “I’m sorry. I’m just so happy you’re okay.”

“I am not sorry,” Spock told him. “I love you as well.”

Jim sucked in a breath. “You heard me?”

“Yes, ashaya.”

“Spock, I’m so sorry you got hurt because of me. I was…”

“It was not your fault. I simply moved too slowly. And if I prevented your death, as I suspect I did, then none of it matters.”

“It matters to me.”

Spock took the hand that Jim offered. “We can discuss all that later and everything else between us. And what is going on with your brother.”

“Yeah, I…” Jim blew out a breath. “It’s nothing compared to this. To you. But yes, I am sure you’re tired and need sleep.”

“Jim! What are you doing? Stop crawling into Spock’s bed with him! Jim!”

Spock simply pulled Jim close and Jim wrapped his arms around Spock, careful not to place them anywhere that might injure Spock.

Spock met the doctor’s eyes, who rolled them, and then sighed.

“Fine. Nobody listens to me.”

He turned down the light and Spock fell asleep in Jim’s arms.  

This concludes this series that began on June 22, 2020

Flash Fic, June 26, 2020

“You have been very preoccupied of late,” Spock ventured to say over a chess game with his captain.

Jim looked up from the chessboard. He was looking at Spock, but there was a definite sort of distracted, vacant look in his blue eyes that rather unnerved Spock.

Over the last few days he had been considering confessing the dept of his regard for Jim, but his captain’s recent behavior did not encourage such a conversation.

Logically, Spock doubted that he was the cause of Jim’s off behavior. But he could not be one hundred percent certain either.

Whatever or whoever the cause was, Spock was concerned.

Jim smiled but it turned into a sort of grimace as he picked up and then put down his chess piece. Then he leaned back and sighed.

“Sorry, Spock, not really into chess right now.”

“I can see that. If you would like to discuss whatever is occupying your thoughts, I am more than happy to listen.”

The smile he got this time was a little more genuine but also more distant. “Nah, it’s-it’s nothing. Um. How are you, anyway?”

“Me, Captain?”

“Yeah. You know with Uhura. The-the breakup.” Jim scrunched up his face and then shook his head. “That did happen right?”

“Yes. We are no longer in a relationship. So far, there has been no difficulties for either of us.”

Jim nodded, but Spock got the distinct impression Jim wasn’t even listening to him.

“Good. I’m uh I’m going to go back to my quarters. I’m sorry, Spock. I know I’m being weird. I’m just…I have a lot on my mind right now.”

“Jim…”

He smiled again, shook his head, and headed for the door to exit Spock’s quarters.

And he was gone like that before Spock could say more.

Spock closed his eyes and sighed.  

Random Thoughts

The flashes for July are proving to be a huge challenge. Counting all Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays that’s 14 of them. I still have 5 to go. Yikes.

Then yesterday I got a new idea for a new song fic which I have started. I haven’t gotten super far but I have decided not to post any chapters until it’s all done. Then I will post chapters.

I am itching to do another Five Times Plus One fic again soon too.

Oh and I want to write an anon fic!

And…there is still Granted to get to. And well everything else. I need to clone myself! ha ha

Someone on Tumblr has been posting some of the planet from TOS I thought that was cool Not sure which episode had Planet ! and I am too lazy to look it up!

Flash Fic, June 24, 2020

“To what do I owe this unexpected thrill?” McCoy asked, predictably, sarcastically. “You sick?”

“Negative.” Spock was already rethinking this. It was…at the very least, ill timed. And definitely ill-advised.

“Spock?”

“Nyota and I ended our relationship.”

“Again? What was it this time? You aren’t leaving again, are you?” McCoy downed the glass of whiskey he held. “Not that it matters to me or anything. But Jim.”

“Is drinking in the med bay a wise choice, doctor?”

McCoy rolled his eyes.

“I am not leaving. We decided to end our relationship mutually. We no longer find fullfillment.”

McCoy snorted. “Sounds like she said that.” He shook his head. “I have familiarity with divorces.”

“We were not married.”

“And that right there is probably why she broke up with you, Spock. You’ve been together for a while and never got to that point. Ever wonder why?”

Of course he did, but he was not prepared to speak with McCoy about that. And certainly not now.

“Thank you for your time, doctor.”

“Well, but why’d you come here? What did you want?”

“I had a headache and wondered if you had something that would not turn my stomach.”

“I’ve got a shot but…”

Spock nodded and backed away. “I will pass and work through it.”

He returned to his quarters, stopped briefly before Jim’s, but then continued to his own door.

Sort of JuneWalk With Me (and some updates, too)

The Closer I Get to You, my Thy’la Bang story is live, but most of you know it. I hope you like it.

I end June flashes with a continuing story that began Monday.

I have six more flashes for July to write, it’s a big month! And I am soooo excited to have you read those. July 01 is for Jamie’s birthday and July 03 is for Independence Day (a bit of a twist on that) but the rest…stay tuned.

I visited with my sister this past Saturday and took some pictures of her her flowers in her backyard so it’s not QUITE a walk with me but I hope you enjoy.

Flash Fic, June 22, 2020

He hadn’t meant to spy on them. Really.

But he’d been in the area, walking, because he wasn’t sleepy, wasn’t hungry, and was still mulling over a difficult conversation with his mother over Sam.

He’d heard the hushed voices and was about to reveal he was there when he realized it was Spock and Uhura. Instead of saying, “Hey, I’m here,” like he absolutely should have, he’d found himself crouching down so they wouldn’t see him.

“Spock, it’s not a matter of not caring about you anymore. I do. I always will. But you and I are at different places now.”

“What places, Nyota?”

Uhura sighed. She had her hands on his chest, whether to hold him or push him away, Jim couldn’t tell.

“You’re in love with someone else, Spock. And you have been for, I don’t know, years. And I’ve tried to ignore and hoped it would go away, but it never does. It only gets worse, and I’ve been fooling myself that you would choose me.”

“I have chosen you, Nyota.”

Her hand grasped his shirt at the side. “Not here. Not ever. Or for a very long time. I’m not really sure I ever came first for you and certainly not since he came around.”

“Nyota, I…”

“Spock, this isn’t to hurt you. I care so much about you. But we’re not even having sex anymore and I think we both know why. We haven’t been in love since…” She took a deep breath.”Since our days at the Academy. Search yourself, Spock, you know what I’m saying is true. And if you’re as smart as I think you are, you’ll tell him.”

“He does…” And then Spock’s words faded as he had lowered his voice and they walked away a bit from Jim’s location.

He craned to see where they had gone and was in time to witness Uhura kiss Spock’s lips softly, her fingers grazing his cheek. She then pulled away.

“I’ll see you,” she said then and turned and walked out of the observation area.

Spock waited a few minutes more and then followed her.

Jim rose from his hiding spot, approached the window, and looked out.

It appeared Spock and Uhura had broken up. He had no real time to think much about it though.

Sam was in trouble. And Jim had to decide whether to help him.

Coming June 22, 2020

The Closer I Get to You (with images on the blog supplied by J)

Release Date on AO3: June 22, 2020

Relationships: AOS Kirk/Spock, TOS Kirk/SPock

Summary:  After Kirk and Spock from the Kelvin Universe get together, they are engaged in a mission that requires them to time travel to save the life of a Starfleet Commodore. But their traveling doesn’t quite go as planned and they end up traveling not just to another time, but another universe, where they meet their TOS counterparts. Jim assumes their counterparts are a couple, just like he and Spock are, but he is surprised to learn from TOS Kirk and Spock that they are not. Before he and Spock head back to their own universe/timeline, he sets out to change the relationship of their counterparts, or as Spock would say, violate the Prime Directive.    

Universe: Kelvin, TOS

Rating: Mature. NO Major Warnings Apply

Flash Fic, June 19, 2020

Jim approached the café where he was meeting his new boyfriend for lunch. It was a warm sunny day and he was very much hoping he could convince his boyfriend to eat outside.

Sunglasses firmly in place, Jim stepped into the entryway for the restaurant. Of course his boyfriend was already waiting.

He smiled. “Hi Spock. Been waiting long?”

“Only ten minutes.”

“Mind if we have an outdoor table?”

“No, that is fine.”

After they were seated, Jim noticed Spock was eying him rather than the menu. Pushing away his nervousness, he smiled.

“Something wrong?”

“I do not believe so.”

“Made up your mind about your food already?”

“No.” Spock paused. “Jim. May I see your eyes.”

Jim tried laughing it off. “What? Why?”

“Jim.”

He sighed. Took off his sunglasses and waited.

“You have a black eye.”

“Yeah.”

“You have been fighting again.” The reproach was there. Oh, yes, it was.

“Geez, Spock, you make it sound like a frequent thing.”

Spock pursed his lips, picked up his menu and said, “Is it not?”

“No. I mean sure, since we’ve been seeing each other there have been three times but…” Jim put his sunglasses back on. “I’m not like that.”

Spock remained silent, continuing to look at his menu.

Jim’s heart was pounding painfully. “You-you’re rethinking this, aren’t you?”

“Lunch?” Spock murmured.

“No and you know that’s not what I mean. Us.”

Spock put down his menu. “May I inquire as to the nature of this particular latest skirmish?”

Jim bit his lip. Then winched. He’d forgotten it was slightly split. “Some guy said some stupid shit and I hit him and his friends jumped me and it went from there.”

“Stupid shit,” Spock repeated.

“Yeah.”

“About me.”

Jim nodded and looked away.

“Jim, give me your hand.”

He glanced at Spock, then put out his hand which Spock took in his.

“First, no, I am not.”

Jim frowned.

“Rethinking us.”

“Okay. Good because…”

“I do not care what they say about me.”

“Words have power.”

“Only if you allow them to, which I do not. And I would never wish for you to be put in harm’s way over thoughtless words spoken by those who are meaningless to us.”

“But—”

“I ask that next time, you simply walk away and contact me. We will discuss their words or their inferior thinking or the weather or what we plan to do later that day. Anything but engaging in violent confrontations. And if I am not available because I am instructing a class or in a meeting, I ask that you walk away anyway and wait for me.”

Jim closed his eyes, sighed, and nodded. “Okay.”

“Ashaya. Remove those glasses and look at me. I wish to see your beautiful eyes, even if they are damaged.”

Jim smiled a little and took the glasses off and set them on the table. “Are you hungry?”

“Not particularly.”

“Me either. And if I am later, we can order something to be delivered. Let’s get out of here. I just want to go home and be with you.”

Spock squeezed his hand. “I concur.”

They got up and left, telling the hostess as they left that they wouldn’t be staying. And side by side, they walked home.

Updating Updates

Okay so I have one more flash(ish) story to write for June.(No longer true, I have finished June now) I also have the first two written for July. Still if I continue with MWF flashes for July that means I have 12 to go there. So yeah.

This means no updates on AO3. Sorry. But that’s the way it must be until I get some sort of breathing room on those flashes.

I am supposed to post my T’hy’la Bang story on Monday, June 22. I have not heard from my artist in weeks even though I have emailed her. Sigh.

Anyway the story is lovely if I do say so myself so I hope you will enjoy!

I’m going to give some serious thought to whether I want to do flashes MWF in August. It’s not that I don’t love the flashes but I also have to begin preparing for 25 days of December, if I am going to do that again, and that takes a ton of writing, so…I may drop to say M and F for August, September, October, and November. We shall see where and how far along I can get on other things.

Thanks!

Mylochka’s art from one of my stories.

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