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100 Words Continuation, April 01, 2018

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He wanted Spock to be happy above all else and if helping Vulcans to reestablish the species was the way to make Spock happy then it was wrong of Jim to do anything to prevent that.

It was up to him as both Spock’s friend and commanding officer to ensure that Spock’s needs in that regard took priority over Jim’s own personal needs.

He erased what he typed out and re-typed out,

We need to talk. My quarters at your convenience.

This time he did hit send.

And now the only thing he could do was to wait.

100 Words Continuation, 03/30/2018

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Part of him thought he should not hit send. He said what he said and it was true, whether his feelings were unwelcome to Spock or not.

On the other hand, if Spock thought his declaration was something they could not get past, he might ask for a transfer, or worse, go through with his idea to leave Starfleet and go to New Vulcan.

Ambassador Spock’s death had been hard on Spock in a time he’d already felt torn and under the stress of contributing directly to the Vulcan cause.

But was Jim being selfish in keeping him here?

100 Words Continuation, 03/25/2018

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“Better that than to lose Spock altogether, Bones. Look I appreciate you coming but I need to deal with this on my own and preferably alone, okay?”

Bones didn’t look at all happy about it, but he gave a sharp nod and headed for the exit. “If you need anything—”

Jim attempted a smile. “Yeah. I know. Thanks.”

After Bones left, Jim went to his terminal and decided to send his message through that instead of his PADD. He stared at it for a long time before finally typing a brief message.

I’m sorry. Never mind. Forget it.

100 Words Continuation 03/23/18

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“Still—” 

“I can’t face him. And maybe that makes me a coward, I guess it does. But right now I’m too emotionally invested in all this,” Jim admitted. “So I’m going to message him.”

“Message him what?”

Jim ran a hand through his hair in frustration. “I don’t know. That I’m sorry. Maybe that it was a bad joke that didn’t come off well. And that he should forget it and we can just go on as we have been.”

Bones blew out a breath. “And how is that, Jim? Barely even friends? Things are more distant than ever.”

100 Words Continuation March 16

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“Salvage what? You didn’t do anything wrong. Having feelings for someone is not against Starfleet regulations no matter what that robot might say.”

 

“Bones, come on, that’s not fair. He was in a relationship with Uhura for years so he knows it’s not against regulations. He just doesn’t feel the same way I do. And well.” Jim sighed and leaned his head back against his sofa. “I have to accept that. And hope he doesn’t ask for a transfer or something.”

 

“Think he will?”

 

“I don’t know. He almost left to New Vulcan already. Maybe he will this time.”

100 Words Continuation March 09

“How?” Bones asked, not unsympathetically.

Jim turned from his friend’s gaze. “I told Spock.”

“Told him what?”

He sighed. “That I loved him.”

“Oh.” Bones’ voice was soft, tentative. Like he was waiting for the other shoe to drop. Jim supposed he was.

“And it went about as well as you could imagine.” Jim shrugged. “He looked at me as though I was some science experiment he couldn’t quite figure out. Like he did when I told him I’d miss him when I thought we were being separated.”

“Jim—”

“Now I have to find a way to salvage this.”

100 Words Continuation, March 02, 2018

Jim did not feel like seeing anyone.

“Computer, identify visitor.”

“Leonard McCoy, Chief Medical Officer.”

He groaned. Just what he needed. He wanted to ignore Bones, but an ignored Bones was an even crankier Bones.

“Open.”

“Jim—“Bones started as soon as the door swished open to allow his entry.

Jim held up his hands. “Don’t start. Not in the mood.”

“You do look like hell, Jim. What’s wrong?”

“I’m an idiot.”

Bones smirked. “Yes that I know.”

“Shut up.” Jim smiled in spite of the fact he really didn’t feel like smiling.

“Let me guess. Spock?”

“No. Me.”

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