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Flash Fic May 18, 2020

“Father, I have returned home with the human, James Kirk,” Spock said to Sarek, who he had found in his study. “Which room am I to place him?”

Sarek shook his head. “He will not be staying here.”

“But I advised him that he would be.”

“You have advised incorrectly, Spock. James Kirk will be cared for by another family in Kir.”

“No.”

“It has already been arranged.”

“Then unarranged it. I have advised him that he would and could stay with us.”

“Spock…”

“Father, considering what he has been through, he cannot withstand such a disappointment. And I gave him my word. Surely you would not dispute that.”

Sarek sighed. “You are making this quite difficult. And your behavior is illogical. The family in Kir will be expecting him.”

“A small matter for you to explain. I will give him the room two doors down from mine and across from Michael.”

Sarek turned around. “Very well. You are dismissed.” Dismissed, perhaps. But victorious.

Flash Fic, May 15, 2020

Spock sat before the terminal in the captain’s quarters. In the corner by the closet, Jim was pulling off his command tunic and undershirt, and reaching into the drawer for a T-Shirt.

“Hey, babe?”

And that still took some getting used to. It was not unpleasant. Not at all. But the casual way Jim used an endearment for him was…exhilarating in a way he wouldn’t have imagined.

Curious.

It did not matter whether Jim called him babe, baby, honey, sweetheart, or whatever silly thing he came up with, Spock liked it. And he found that he liked it, craved it even, was completely and utterly illogical.

“Yes, Jim?”

“You think the crew knows about us?”

Spock paused before he answered, choosing instead to watch as Jim struggled into his T-Shirt, admiring the exposed chest and abdomen of his lover.

“Spock?” Now Jim smirked at him, clearly noticing Spock’s admiration.

“You refer to their obvious observation of us earlier in the mess room?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Yes, I suspect that at least some of them have surmised we are together.”

“Does that bother you?”

“Not in the least. Does it you?”

“Nah. I mean they were going to find out eventually. I’m not going to want it to be a secret.” Jim came over to the desk and looked down at what Spock was doing. “Reports?”

“They are past due.”

Jim sighed. “I know. But you shouldn’t have to do them for me. I can do them if you want to move.”

“I don’t mind attending to them, ashayam. Go ahead and have your video conference with your mother. I will work on these.”

“Yeah?”

“Of course.”

“Ashayam? That’s new. What is it?”

“It is…babe.”

Flash Fic May 13, 2020

“I think we should place bets.”

Scotty eyed Ensign Marker. “On what, laddie?”

“When the captain and the commander are gonna get together.”

The captain and commander were currently standing next to each other at the replicators. There wasn’t an inch to spare between them.

Sulu grinned. “I’m in. And I say it’s gonna be forever. They’ve been dancing around each other for a over a year. Over two.”

“You saying they aren’t into each other?” Davers asked.

“No, they are. I’m just saying they won’t admit it anytime soon.”

“You in, Mr. Scott?” Marker asked.

“I’ve got better things to do then to involve myself with such nonsense. If they are or aren’t, it’s none o’ my business.”

“Jaylah?” Sulu directed at her.

“No, it is not necessary.”

“Oh? Good for you, lassie, not involving yourself in games.”

Sulu frowned. “Wait, why is it not necessary?”

Jaylah shrugged. “They are together, Commander Spock and James T.”

“What?” Marker demanded. “How do you know?”

“I have seen them.”

Seen them?”

“Outside the door. Kissing with their hands and with their lips.”

“Damn it, that would have been easy money!”

“Hey, what’s going on?”

They all looked up startled into the smiling face of their captain. Next to them was their first officer looking blandly at them, as yet again, there was not an inch between them.

Scotty cleared his throat. “Nothing, Captain. We were all about to finish up and head back to our stations.”

The captain’s smile widened. “Probably a good idea.”

They all scrambled up out of their chairs and grabbed their trays to discard them.

Spock shared a look and a shrug with the captain as they headed out of the mess towatd the bridge.

So I am…

Thinking out loud. No not the song. Although now that I mention it, you never know when that will become a song fic.

Nine Lives is coming to an end soon. By mid to late summer, surely. And I’ve been promising for a while to continue the story I started in Hello Darkness, My Old Friend, part one of the T’hy’la Chronicles. So I am thinking when Nine Lives is complete, that’s where I’m headed. Likewise, it won’t be much longer for Cadet Ashayam and that leads me to my next story after, Best Friends, in the How I Met My T’hy’la series.

That’s where my thoughts are going. Not sure when I will get to them, but they are coming.

I have a million stories I could write, we all know that. The one from here where Spock marries Uhura and Jim is suddenly very much in Carol Marcus’ orbit again. A full story with Vanik, the match-making child.

First I have to finish the Bang story. Has to be basically finished by the end of this month and then posted in June. I will get my posting date next week I believe. I had been matched with an artist but that’s all I have now. I think I can tell you the title now (pish even if I can’t I’m going to) and it is “The Closer I Get to You”

The closer I get to you
The more you make me see
By giving me all you got
Your love has captured me

Anyway there you have it. I’ll post more as I know it.

I have only one more flash to write for May. Will there be M,W and F flashes for June…stay tuned.

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Flash Fic May 11, 2020

Spock didn’t know how it had gotten to this point. How it went so horribly wrong. He should know. He should. But his ability to analyze, to think, was compromised. He hoped not irreparably.

Somewhere in his pain-wracked mind, he could recall that only the prior night, he and Jim had finally ‘stopped dancing around each other’ as Nyota had put it. They’d been…intimate. And Jim had been so gentle and loving with him.

He’d allowed himself the ill-conceived emotion of hope. Which now, under these circumstances, felt particularly foolish.

“You’re going to be okay,” came the broken whisper and it was not at all convincing. Spock tried to come up with a reassuring response of his own, but he found he lacked the energy to form even words, let alone complete sentences.

 He heard in the distance, or it seemed so very far away, the call for beam up from the Enterprise. It went unanswered and Spock knew from the desperation in the voice, he was out of time.

He had to say something. Had to get the words out, before it really was too late. No matter how much energy it might cost him.

“Get to safety,” he rasped. “Leave me.”

The palm of the hand touching his face was warm and callused. Even before the word was spoken, he knew what it would be.

“Never.”

He tried to shake his head, but thought he failed. He had no will left, only pain he could no longer control, and even that was fading, though he knew that could not be good.

His head was lifted with utmost care, then lowered into a lap. Arms came around to hold him. He was comforted that in this, his end, the one he loved was there, with him.

“Spock…I love you.”

****

“Bones?”

“He’s coming around.”    

Spock blinked, slowly, his eyelids feeling absurdly heavy. A hand on his face, warm, callused again.

The face leaning over him blurred, then came into focus, blue eyes like an oasis he’d been seeking in the desert.

“Jim,” he croaked.

A smile that lit up the room. “Yes, Spock. Yes.”

Eveningstar’s Birthday Flash

After the Events that dealt with the Melkotians (The OK Corral one where Chekov is killed but is revived at the end of the episode). Now served, AOS Style.

Despite what probably a lot of people thought, Jim actually second and third guessed himself quite a bit. And now as he stood in Spock’s quarters, this was definitely one of those times.

“Spock, come on. It wasn’t your fault.”

“Perhaps not directly, Captain. But I was convinced since it was all an illusion by the Melkotians that Mr. Chekov would be returned to us.”

Jim rubbed his chest, where the ache over the loss of the young ensign made it frankly hard to breathe. He’d thought so too. And he had begged the Melkotians even as they informed the party they’d be sent back to the Enterprise. To no avail. Chekov was gone.

If it was anyone’s fault, it was surely Jim’s.

“Hoping that they’d have the integrity and morality to return him to us is hardly worthy of any blame on your part, Spock,” he said, gently.

Spock studied him through furrowed brows. “Nor do you bear responsibility.”

“Well.” He shrugged.

“Jim.”

“As his captain, I bear some. But ultimately, I know it was the Melkotians, Spock. I accept that, because I must.” He paused taking a deep breath. “But if there is one thing that all of this has taught me is life really is…I mean…there’s so much time we waste on nothing and I…just don’t want to do that anymore.”

Spock frowned minutely. “Captain…”

“I don’t want to go another minute without telling you that you…” He paused to gather his nerve. “You mean the world to me.”

“You are quite important to me as well.”

Jim smiled. Nodded. “Yeah. I mean, that’s great, and I know. But you mean, well our friendship…and I’m really glad about that, Spock. I am. And in the past, maybe just yesterday, I would have just gone, cool, that’s great. I’m glad we’re on the same page, but you mean more to me than anyone I’ve ever known, Spock. You aren’t just my-my best friend, though you are, and my most trusted officer, you are that, too, there’s just no one I admire more than you. Your intelligence and integrity, your will power. You’re just amazing. And I get to know you and care about you and it’s just…it’s everything.” Jim bit his lip. “Are you getting this?”

“I believe that I am.”

“Yeah?”

“And it is the same for me.”

Jim laughed, shook his head. “No. I’m trying to say I’m in love with you.”

“I know.”

“And I’m not trying to make you uncomfortable or anything and I definitely don’t expect you to…what?” Jim stared dumbfounded at Spock.

Spock arched a brow. “As I said…it is the same for me.”

“Are you saying…”

“I believe I am speaking Starfleet standard.”

Jim took a step toward Spock who took a step toward him.

“Spock.”

“Jim.”

He rushed at Spock then, who seemed to rush at him. Then they were kissing, and yeah teeth clacked together, it wasn’t exactly smooth. His fault, of course, because this was Spock and oh my God.

He laughed and pulled back, touching his fingertips to Spock’s lips, which bled a little where Jim’s tooth pierced it.

“Sorry, got a little eager.”

Spock’s lips turned upward. “I am not really complaining. I have waited a long time for that. For this.”

Jim’s smile brightened. “Yeah? Me too.”

“How about I show you?”

And Spock pulled him close, lips gentle on his.  

Flash Fic, May 08, 2020

When I woke up this morning, you were gone.

I guess I thought that this time you would stay. But as I opened my eyes there was a dent in the pillow where your head used to lie. I reached over and touched the spot where only last night you had fallen asleep after we loved each other. There was no warmth there. You had left long ago.

I turned to lie on my back, staring at the ceiling and wondering what I had done to send you away this time. Did I say too much? Was I too needy? I tried to hold back but then…I could not. Not really.

Is that why you left?

A noise within the apartment catches my attention, and I turned my head to look at the open door. It is the sound of pans clanging together.

Scrambling out of bed, I pull on my robe, slip my feet into the slippers at the edge of the bed, and leave the bedroom.

The scent of waffles and orange tea waft over me. Your back is to me, but I would know it anywhere. A thousand miles away and I would know those shoulders. That hair.

You turn then and smile.

My heart begins to race in my side.

You are here.

Jim.”

Flash Fic 05/07/2020

Surprise! Wasn’t really going to do a Mother’s Day post because I have Eveninstar’s birthday fic scheduled that day. But decided, we could all use a little extra Spirk and though it’s a few days early, here it is…

Jim knew didn’t understand at all his desire to visit Spock’s mother with him. At first, he had flat out vocalized his opposition. Although perhaps opposition wasn’t entirely accurate.

“My mother has never expressed an interest or desire in celebrating any such occasion.”

“I’m guessing she wouldn’t be blatant about it, Spock.”

“She accepted life on Vulcan and all that comes with it when she chose to marry my father.”

“Yeah. I know. But I think this will be nice.”

Spock didn’t sigh, but it was an almost thing.

Since they had plans to visit Vulcan and Spock’s parents anyway, Jim had decided this would be a very good time for it.

So, he had carefully packed for it, including wrapped presents for Spock’s mother. He was aware his bondmate thought it all completely illogical and the consideration of it even without merit.

But Jim was having none of it.

Sarek and Amanda greeted them in their home. Sarek, stoically, of course, Amanda les so.

After they were settled into the room where they would be staying for the next couple of weeks, Jim went into his suitcase for the presents he had brought.

Spock looked over his shoulder. “You wasted the effort, Jim.”

He smiled. “We’ll see.”

They made their way back out to the living room area where they were going to sit and have refreshments and “get caught up” as Amanda put it.

Amanda was seated in what she had earlier told Jim was her favorite chair. She smiled when he and Spock came out and joined them.

“Oh. What do you have there, Jim?” she asked, her curiosity showing.

“Well. Actually, Amanda, they’re for you.”

“For me?”

“Since my own mother has passed on, I thought it would be appropriate and nice to honor you for Mother’s Day.”

Her eyes widened slightly. “It is Mother’s Day, isn’t it? How lovely.”

Jim handed the two wrapped packages to her.

Amanda laughed. “I can’t remember the last time I had presents.”

Jim noticed the stiffening in Spock’s shoulders and Sarek’s pursed lips. He ignored both of them and sat by Amanda to watch her open the gifts.

The first was a simple box of chocolates, but she seemed very pleased and glanced at her husband.

“You stay away from my chocolates, husband.”

Sarek humphed which made her laugh.

Then she opened the second and took out a cloisonné bangle bracelet. She gasped. “Oh, Jim, it’s just beautiful.”

He smiled and glanced toward Spock. “It’s from both of us, of course.”

She smiled, sharing a look with him. “Of course. Thank you both so much. This was an absolute wonderful surprise. I feel incredibly spoiled.

Later…

As they prepared for bed.

“Jim?”

“Yes, Spock?”

“You were, perhaps, right and I was, perhaps, wrong.” “It’s okay, Spock, it does happen once in a while.”  

Flash Fic, May 06, 2020

It was a bad day. Everything had gone wrong from the moment Jim woke up late and realized he’d missed his first class. One he’d been scheduled to have a test in. He’d messaged his instructor and been told there was no makeup and his missing it was considered a fail.

Jim had been considering dropping the course anyway, so he guessed now he would for sure.

Then his bike had a flat tire and he’d had to take the bus where a girl wearing combat boots kept touching him with her feet.

At lunch he got in a fight with his best friend, Bones.

Then after studying at the Academy’s library for hours, he missed the last bus home. He was going to have to walk several long blocks to his apartment in the rain.

Without a coat.

“Life sucks and then you die,” he muttered sulkily as he passed a tea shop.

“Cadet Kirk.”

Jim stopped in his tracks and turned toward the voice. He should have known by the shiver that went up his spine.

“Professor Spock.”

Spock, a Vulcan and incredibly sexy at that, glanced past him to the rainy street. “Would you care to join me for tea?”

“I’m…not much of a tea sort.”

“They do have a limited selection of other beverages that might be to your liking.” Spock paused. “And then, perhaps, you would like a ride home?”

As Jim stood there looking at Spock, he figured it out. Jim knew interest when he saw it. Even from a Vulcan.

He smiled. “Yeah. I’d love to join you. And I’d love to accept a ride.”

As he followed Spock inside, Jim realized that maybe this day wasn’t all that bad after all.

“What made you ask me for tea?” Jim asked.

“I wanted you to realize life doesn’t have to suck.”

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