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Flash Fic, October 11, 2024

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Jim woke to the sound of knocking. He stared up at the ceiling for a moment, trying to get his bearings. Distantly he heard the shower running and realized Spock had risen and went to shower.

He blinked, about to doze off again thinking he must have been dreaming. Then he heard the knocking again.

With a frown, Jim sat up, swung his legs out of bed and stood.

“Hey Spock? I think there’s someone at the door.”

But Spock didn’t respond.

Jim looked around for his clothes but couldn’t immediately find them, so he picked up a discarded bathrobe of Spock’s and left the bedroom to go to the door.

He had just finished tying it around his waist when he opened the apartment door.

Standing there looking as shell-shocked as him were Spock’s parents.

“Uh.” Jim shut the door in their faces. “Shit, shit, shit.”

He hurried back to the bedroom and over to the bathroom door. Fortunately it was unlocked and he burst through it.

“Spock! Spock!”

“Jim?” The shower curtain moved and Spock’s head appeared.  “What is wrong?”

“Gad, your-your parents are here.”

“They are here?” Spock turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, reaching for a towel.

“Yes. And, uh.” Jim ran his hand through his hair. “I think, I mean, I just…”

“Jim, calm down. I am certain they are all right. My mother is likely making tea in the kitchen as we speak. Tell them I will be right out.”

“I sort of closed the door in their faces.”

“You…”

“I know. I panicked. I’m not dressed. My hair is messed and—”

Spock gazed at him. “And you have what I believe you would call hickeys just below your neck on your chest.”

“Shit.”

“I suggest you get in the shower,” Spock told him. “I will dress quickly and let them in.”

“Are you sure?”

Spock nodded and gently pushed him toward the shower. “I will make you coffee.”

“I’m going to need it.”      

Flash Fic, October 02, 2024

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Jim had just selected a plate of Salisbury steak and mashed potatoes at the Academy cafeteria and was headed to a table when Bones scooted up to him to join him.

“Did you see that?”

“See what?”

Bone smirked. “Seems like Spock is back from his field trip. And he’s cozying up with Cadet Uhura.”

Jim followed his gaze to see Spock indeed at a table in the cafeteria with Uhura seated beside them.

He laughed. “So?”

Jim found them a seat at a small table fairly close to the cafeteria line. After all he might be still hungry and want something more.

As Bones sat across from him, took that opportunity to eyeball his friend’s plate to see what he’d selected for lunch. Generally Bones was one of those eat your veggies kind of guy, being a doctor after all, so Jim found he rarely picked food off the other man’s plate. Still he was curious.

“At least you covered those vegetables in cheese sauce,” Jim commented. “It saved them.”

“You should eat more veggies, young man,” Bones said, waving his fork at Jim.  “You’re not worried?”

Jim cut off a piece of Salisbury steak. “About?”

“Spock and Uhura. They look a bit cozy.”

Jim laughed and shook his head. “Some people say that about us.”

“What?”

“You and me, Bonesy. That we look a little…close.”

Bones pulled back and grimaced. “That’s gross.”

“Hey!”

“I don’t mean it like that. I mean you’re like my brother from another mother. I don’t think of you like that.”

“Same. And that’s my point. What makes you think those two are any different?”

“Well. I guess you have a point. And being a Vulcan I suppose he wouldn’t be wining and dining you and her at the same time. Or I don’t think so anyway.”

“Not likely, yeah. I think they met at the chess club, too.”

“She plays chess?”

“Why wouldn’t she?”

His friend shrugged. “Just thought that chess club was for dweebs like you and Spock.”

Jim rolled his eyes.

Bones chuckled. “What do you suppose her chess name is?”

“TooStuckUp?” Jim joked. “I’m totally kidding. I only met her once, I don’t really know her.”

“If she really is a close friend of Spock’s you’ll probably have to get to know her.”

“True. And same with you and Spock.”

“Grr.” Bones looked up. “Speak of the devil.”

“Jim. Doctor.”

Jim grinned. “Hiya! You’re back.”

“Indeed. I arrived back from the excursion an hour ago. I was having lunch when I noticed you over here with Doctor McCoy. Do you have other courses for the day?”

“Yep. One more after I finish here. You?”

“I am done for the day but will be taking advisory appointments at my office for an hour. If you are available after your class, perhaps you might meet me at my apartment.”

“Of course, I will. See you in a bit.”

Spock nodded at Bones. “Doctor.”

Bones scowled. “Professor.”

Jim shook his head and smiled as Spock walked away, leaving the cafeteria with Uhura who had waited for him by the exit door.

“Play nice.”

“I’m always nice. Weird she didn’t come with him to say hi.”

“Nah, I’m not bothered by it.”

“Since when did you get so mellow?” Bones demanded.

“I’m maturing.”

“In a pig’s eye.”

Flash Fic, May 03, 2024

Here’s the next part

“Hey,” Jim called after the Vulcan boy who was now running away from him at a rapid pace. “Are you following me?”

“Jim, you can’t just run after children and scream at them,” Bones told them as they walked along the quad area at the Academy.

Jim ran his hand through his hair in frustration. “I know but…you saw him, right?”

“I saw a Vulcan kid, yeah. I don’t know for sure he’s following you specifically. He seems young though. Wonder why he has no supervision.”

Jim snorted. “They probably don’t think they need it. All that independence stuff.”

Bones smirked. “Well, you’d know I guess. With all your experience with Vulcans and all.”

“One Vulcan and it was a disaster. Or I guess it was.”

Bones waved his hand over the automatic door that led into their dorm room and it opened.

“Did you ever think to actually confront Spock to find out what you did wrong?”

“What makes you think it was something I did?”

“Because I know you. Anyway, try a little communication. He may tell you the old, ‘it’s not you it’s me thing’ and then you’ll know for sure it is you.” Bones chuckled. “But it might give you closure if you ask.”

“Who said I need closure?”

Bones sighed. “Whatever, kid. You’re seeing Vulcan spooks wherever you go, but if you think you’re okay who am I to tell you different?” Jim scowled and went into his dorm.

Flash Fic, April 26, 2024

Continuing

The thing was, from the first moment he’d spied Spock across the campus of Starfleet Academy, Jim wanted him. He’d done all he could to pursue the Vulcan, probably making an idiot of himself at least a dozen times.

Bones had assured him that he had.

But in the end it paid off and he had two dates with Spock. One was just for dinner and a movie. They’d had a great time. Or Jim thought so. Spock had agreed to see him again.

The second time, they’d had sex in Jim’s dorm. Luckly Bones was out. It had been great. Amazing. Jim was sure it was the start of something more serious. He wanted it to be.

After they were finished, Spock had hastily dressed, told Jim he really needed to go, something about someone waiting for him, he didn’t really know who or even exactly what Spock had said. But he scrambled out of Jim’s dorm like his ass was on fire, muttering that he’d contact Jim.

He hadn’t.

When Jim messaged him, he’d received no response.

Jim spotted him across the campus and knew Spock had seen him on approach. Spock had turned and gone in the other direction. It had seemed deliberate.

He told Bones all about it and Bones agreed. Spock wanted nothing more to do with Jim.

Jim had been sad and disappointed but he wasn’t about to wallow in self-pity. Spock wanted nothing more to do with him, so be it.

He’d been ghosted. Probably fair. He’d likely ghosted others.

But he simply had no idea why a Vulcan child would stare at him and even seem to be following him. Likely that was his imagination.

Right?

Flash Fic, April 24, 2024

Another installment!

“That Vulcan kid is staring at me again.”

Bones frowned as he stabbed at his PADD like he wanted to kill it. “What Vulcan kid?”

“Well. How should I know? I told you about it.”

Bones eyed him. “You did? What? You have another Vulcan stalker?”

“Spock wasn’t stalker,” Jim protested. “Far from it.” Jim felt his face heat.

“Yeah, yeah. He ghosted you after you slept together.”

“Be quiet. It wasn’t like that.”

Bones snorted. “It was exactly like that. Who’s this kid?”

“How should I know? He seems familiar but I don’t know him. It’s not like I know a bunch of Vulcans. Only the one.”

“Who ran like hell as soon as he was done with you,” Bones said, undiplomatically. “Eh. I’d ignore the kid. Probably just nosey, like most children. He’ll get bored eventually and start staring at someone else.”

Jim sighed. ”Yeah you’re probably right. And now I really need to get to class. See you later, Bones.”

“Mm hmm.” Bones was already back to trying to kill his PADD.

Flash Fic April 19, 2024

New continuing story, updated at my whim

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“What about that one, Father?”

Spock looked up from his study of their lunch bill when his son, Sanok, spoke.

Fortunately, Sanok wasn’t pointing at anyone inappropriately, but because he was not, he was not sure who or what his son was pointing at.

They were seated in the outdoor patio area of a café not far from Starfleet Academy where Spock taught after graduating with top honors. He was waiting for a ship assignment eventually, but for the moment he was satisfied with teaching as it allowed him time to spend with his son.

Sanok would not be allowed on the starship and would then be transferred to the care of Spock’s parents until his assignment had been concluded. Sanok’s mother had died in a lab explosion when the boy was only two. He was now six.

“That one?”

“At five o’clock on the right.”

Spock looked and nearly groaned out loud in a very unVulcan like way.

“Not this again.”

“You have expressed that your preference in a future mate should be male. Given that Grandfather chose a Human mate in Grandmother, it stands to reason that you may also have this peculiarity. It might explain the failure of your marriage to my late mother.”

Spock couldn’t exactly deny that the Human male Sanok had pointed out was indeed an extremely attractive man. One Spock was familiar with.

He could not tell Sanok how or why.

“He appears to be a cadet based on his uniform, so you would have a career interest in common.”

Since Sanok wouldn’t be able to be with Spock, he had decided it was his job to find his father a mate and companion.

“Yes, I know him.”

“You do?” Sanok asked, his tone becoming eager. “Then it will be unnecessary to arrange an accidental first meeting.”

“Completely unnecessary,” Spock agreed. “Now we should be on our way.”

“What is his name?” Sanok asked as he dutifully rose from his seat at the table.  

“James Kirk.”

Flash Fic, April 11, 2024

“Hey Bones.”

McCoy looked up from a PADD he was scrutinizing.

“What are you doing?”

“Doctor stuff.”

Jim smiled faintly. “About time. Anything I need to know?”

“Nah. What’s up, Jim?” McCoy put his PADD in a nearby drawer. “You here for a reason or just showing up to annoy me?”

“I have a reason. Getting to annoy you is just an extra benefit.”

“Mmm. Coffee?”

He made his way to the replicator so Jim followed him.

“Yeah. Extra cream.”

“I know,” Bones grumbled.

“Do you know why Spock and Uhura broke up?”

“Probably seemed logical.” He handed the coffee to Jim and then made himself one. “Not really sure how she put up with him that long. I know before it was when he was going to go to the colony.”

“Right. This time, I guess, he confessed or whatever that he had feelings for someone else.”

McCoy took a swallow of coffee. “Is that right? He has feelings?”

“Bones.”

Bones shrugged. “Can’t help but wonder. They were together, what, a hundred years, and he never did fully commit.”

Jim frowned. “Maybe she didn’t either. It doesn’t have to be all Spock’s fault.”

“I suppose. Do you have a point, Jim, or did you just come here to gossip?”

Jim’s gaze narrowed. “About as much point as you do when you show up uninvited to the bridge.”

His friend smirked. “Touche. All right. Continue.”

“He said it was a he.”

“What was a he?”

“The one he has feelings for.”

Bones got a strange look then. Well, stranger then Bones usually looked, which was strange.

“Did he now? How interesting.”

Jim nodded. “I thought so.” He sipped his own coffee.  “Any ideas who? HE wouldn’t tell me. Said I could figure it out.”

“And you haven’t?”

“No. It’s driving me a bit crazy,” Jim admitted. “So? No ideas?”

“Well, I do have an idea, but I’m afraid I have to get back to work.”

“Huh? What?”

“I’m running a sickbay here, Jim.”

“I have to agree with Spock. Figure it out.”

Jim huffed. “Fine. You’re as annoying as he is.”

“I’m sure.” Bones grinned and padded Jim’s arm. “Good luck.”

The Replacement, Part 5

I might have snuck in a cliffy

Jim’s gaze flew to his. “What exactly are you imagining you’re saying?”

Spock glanced around the observation deck. “I am not certain this is the place for this kind of conversation. Any moment someone else could come and…may we adjourn to either my quarters or yours?”

“Spock—”

“Please.” Spock straightened. “I ask that I am given the chance you gave my counterpart from that universe.”

Jim looked heavenward, but then nodded. “Yours then. I can leave then if necessary.”

Spock tried not to let that sharp comment sting but it was difficult. Still he took some relief in Jim’s ready agreement.

They didn’t speak as they left the observation deck and headed to the turbolift that would talk them to deck with officer quarters.

They bypassed the door to Jim’s and went right to Spock’s. He entered his access code and the door opened to let them inside.

Jim preceded Spock inside, but the moment the door closed he turned to face Spock, arms crossed in front of his chest in a clear defensive matter.

It did not bode well, but Spock had to try.

And he figured the best way was to lead off with…

“I love you.”

The Replacement, Part Four

“Please.”

The sound of pleading in his own voice disturbed him.

“Help me to understand. Why would you…why would you choose intimacy with him?”

“God.” Jim’s expression crumbled and for a moment, Spock feared his captain would cry. How would Spock handle such a thing if he did?

“Jim—”

“Because he wanted me.”

“There are many who want you,” Spock pointed out.

“I can’t believe I have to spell this out. He was a replacement for the one I really wanted.”

Spock took a step back. “Me?”

Jim laughed. “Yeah. Stupid, right? So incredibly stupid.”

“You never said. Never gave any indication that you thought of me in any such way.”

“Was I supposed to? You were with Uhura! For years. How exactly did you expect me to tell you? And I don’t go after someone else’s partner.”

Spock stared, taking that in. Analyzing it. “But you did precisely that with the other Spock if he was with his captain.”

This time tear drops appeared on the edge of Jim’s eyes and Spock felt instant remorse.

“Yeah, you got me there. It was a moment of weakness. The object of my every dream wanted me with so much intensity I couldn’t resist. And now I’m dealing with the fallout from that.”

“Fallout?”

“Having something for a brief time that I don’t actually have. I’m here and he’s there, back presumably with his captain. And here? I’m alone.”

And just like that, as though their conversation was over and so many things were left unsaid, Jim made to move past him.

Before he allowed himself to think, Spock reached out and grabbed Jim’s wrist to prevent him from leaving.

“You are not alone.”

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