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March 2025

Flash Fic, March 28, 2025

The day was going pretty good, Jim thought, and he was in a good mood. He should have known, but in truth he was entirely gobsmacked when Uhura chased him down.

“Captain, is it true?”

“Is what true, Lieutenant?”

She grabbed his arm and brought him over to the side of the corridor.

Spock got married?”

His heart dropped into his stomach and it was all he could do to maintain composure. “Excuse me?”

“On New Vulcan. You didn’t hear?”

Spock had taken a leave on New Vulcan as he’d been informed Sarek was ill. He’d been gone just over three weeks and Jim had been expecting him to return to the Enterprise in a week.

“Got married,” he repeated faintly.

“Yes. To a Vulcan woman. At Sarek’s insistence I understand.” She huffed. “I thought he’d given that all up when he decided to stay with us but now—”

Just before Spock left, he’d kissed Jim for the first time. They’d kissed a lot before he left, with the promise of more to come.

“Where did you hear this?” Jim forced himself to ask. “Was it a reliable source?”

Uhura pursed her lips. “Very reliable.” She glanced away for a moment, then back to him. “I was monitoring communications to Starfleet, and the Federation, sir, and—”

“Wait. You were listening in on classified communications””

She looked embarrassed. “They weren’t exactly classified. I’d been wondering how it was going there since we hadn’t heard anything and I became concerned.” She lowered her voice. “I thought for sure that the two of you…”

He straightened. “That’s really none of your concern, Lieutenant.”

“Maybe. But you’re my friends, my family and…I don’t know what to think.”

Jim nodded. “All right. What exactly did you hear?”

“That Sarek wanted to officially report his son’s marriage.”

“And?”

She shook her head. “There was nothing else.”

“How do you know it was to a Vulcan woman?”

“Spock told me the council, which Sarek was now a member of, was still pressuring him about marrying a Vulcan and procreating to help the population. Sarek said he could remain on the Enterprise even after bonding as his Vulcan mate probably wouldn’t require him other than their appointed time.”

“Ponn Far.”

“Yes,” she agreed softly. “Spock wasn’t entirely sure he would experience it. We discussed it at length back when we…well, when we considered bonding.”

Through it all Jim wasn’t sure how he managed not to choke on his own heart break, but he found himself nodding again.

“I guess we wait for Spock to learn what happened.”

“Yes, sir. Captain…Jim…I’m…”

He patted her shoulder. “I’ll be okay, Nyota. Return to duty.”

“Yes, sir.”

And for the next week Jim did his best to forget about the whole thing. If Spock had gotten married, well, Jim would move on. He had no intention of maintaining a relationship with Spock, even if Spock only had to go to his wife during “his time”.

Jim made sure he wasn’t available when Spock returned to the Enterprise because he just couldn’t deal with it yet, but he should have known Spock would come straight to his quarters.

Jim sighed and called enter after the computer told him it was Spock.

He forced a smile. “Welcome back, Mister Spock. I hear congratulations are in order.”

Spock tilted his head. “Congratulations, Captain?”

“Yeah. You got married on New Vulcan? Uhura overhead something about reporting it to Starfleet.”

Spock shook his head.

“You didn’t get married to a Vulcan woman to produce babies?”

“I did not.” Spock took a few steps forward. “Jim, it was my belief we are engaged in a romantic relationship of our own. Albeit only just started when I left.”

“Well…yeah.”

“Why would I then marry someone else?”

Jim was starting to feel a lot better but he was still confused. “But what did Uhura overhear then?”

Spock seemed thoughtful and then he took Jim’s hand. “I believe Nyota might have overheard my father speaking about Sybok.”

“Who?”

“My half-brother. He survived the destruction of Vulcan and though my father was estranged with him, we cannot afford such estrangements. Sybok bonded with a Vulcan woman while we were both there to see my father during his illness.”

Jim blew out a relieved breath. “Oh. Well. Oh. How is your dad?”

“He is recovering.”

“I’m glad to hear. And sorry I jumped to conclusions.”

Spock pulled him into an embrace and Jim relaxed against him. “I missed you.”

Jim smiled. “Yeah? I missed you too.”

Spock pulled back and looked into Jim’s eyes. “I did not get married on New Vulcan. However, perhaps it is time I told you about T’hy’la.”

“T’hy’la?”

“You might wish to sit down.”  

Flash Fic, March 21, 2025

I still have plans for a more involved Friday flash but I’m going away this weekend and I also need to update My Tears Will Wash Me Away so you are going to get a quicky simple one this week!

“We’re not here to meet one of your ex-lovers are we?” Bones asked with a mix of amusement and sarcasm that was pure Bones classic.

Jim shot him a look, mostly because Spock stood next to him and the Vulcan had visibly stiffened at the doctor’s words. Their…whatever…was new still. Like brand spanking new (and there had been spanking involved actually). So he guessed Bones could be forgiven for his faux pas.

No,” he stressed. “Geez, despite rumors to the contrary I don’t have a lover in every port. Or, er, planet.”

Spock’s look was chilly but he said nothing.

They were on shore leave and naturally Spock hadn’t wanted to come along in the first place. But given what was really going on, Jim had insisted. He didn’t reveal any information to either Spock or Bones in case Jim was left disappointed again.

Which honestly was what he expected.

Still at the appointed time, as they stood there outside the seaside restaurant, Jim held his breath, his heart pounding in his chest. He was feeling a little sick.

“Captain?” Spock questioned.

Because even though the night before Spock had been fully engaged in Jim exploration he couldn’t quite give in to calling Jim by his name even on shore leave. It was still something Spock struggled with.

When five minutes had passed and still nothing, Jim began to give into the disappointment that had just been under the surface. He opened his mouth to apologize to his two friends when…

“Jim!”

Suddenly his mom launched into his arms and following right behind her was a big giant of a man who Jim recognized as his older brother. He managed to squeeze both their mom and Jim into a giant bear hug. Tears sprang to Jim’s eyes but he was pretty sure some of that was from having the breath squeezed out of him.

“I can’t breathe,” Jim finally croaked and Sam let go. Jim smiled at his mom and brother and then turned to Spock and Bones.

“Family, meet my other family.” And then he grabbed Spock’s arm and pulled him closer. “This is my…Spock.”

His mom grinned. “So you’re his Spock!”

Sam laughed and the sound of it filled Jim with warmth. It was going to be okay.  

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Flash Fic, March 14, 2025

This isn’t really what I wanted to post for this week but time got away from me and I didn’t have time to devote to the flash I intended to write, so you get this one. It’s sort of a mix of POVs which I don’t like to do in the same scene but eh, it is what it is. It also ended up being a bit longer than I thought it would.

Uhura didn’t often come to this part of the observation deck. At least not anymore. It was nicknamed “The Crying Room” because it seemed the location most chose to come when they were feeling particularly down. You had to be an officer to have access to this area and it had some of the best views of the stars and also many private areas for reflection.

When her relationship with Spock was ending, she’d come there but she’d moved on from those days. She no longer felt sorry for what was not meant to be and looked forward to the future.

She wasn’t even sure what brought her there this particular night. Intuition of some kind, maybe? Whatever. She had only been there a few short moments looking out at the vastness of space when she heard someone crying.

They weren’t far away and she turned to leave, feeling as though she was intruding on the person’s grief, but something in the way it sounded reminded her of who it might be and that was strange. She wouldn’t have expected to find him here these days. Maybe once, but now…

“Captain?”

Uhura approached the corner area where she knew there was a small alcove with a cushioned bench, like one of the old-fashioned fainting couches in long ago history. It was secluded and she guessed many didn’t even know it was there. There was one small round window that looked out to space, like a ship’s porthole.   

“Captain?”

He was huddled in the bench, legs pulled up tight to his chest, arms wrapped around those legs.

“Jim? Are you all right?”

He shook his head but didn’t speak.

She was torn about what to do. He seemed so distraught she didn’t think it would be good to leave him like this.

“What happened?” she asked after a moment.

He wiped his eyes. “I’ve just had a really bad day.”

Not too far away was a chair that she could bring over so she did so and sat close by him..

“Like what? Tell me,” she urged gently. She wanted to contact Spock but first she needed to know how bad the situation was.

He didn’t answer at first and she thought he might not and she was prepared to get Spock anyway.

“I woke up after a nightmare with a really bad headache. Bones stabbed me with a hypo in the neck when I told him. And they always hurt, but I don’t know maybe he got it in a weird spot, because it really hurt. And then I was notified Wilkins didn’t make it.”

“Wilkins?”

“Security guard injured during the mission yesterday.”

“Oh,” she said softly.

“Then Komack contacted me. He’s sending us to a sector that’s known to be hostile and dangerous. I argued about it, got reprimanded for arguing and told to go anyway. That’s likely going to cost us more casualties. Lots of crew members injured or worse. And why? Because bureaucrats say so. People signed up to explore new words and civilizations not to get murdered by maniacal alien forces.”

Uhura didn’t respond to that. Everyone knew it was possible but Jim knew that just like she did.

“Spock and I had a big fight.”

Oh.

“How big? Like not talking for a few days or break up big?”

He closed his eyes.

“Listen, it can’t be that bad. Spock loves you. Like a crazy amount.”

He blew out a long breath. “Then my mom contacted me. Sam…he’s dying. There was an accident on Deneva where he’s been living. He’s not expected to survive. I haven’t…you know…he’s still my brother.”

“You really have had a bad day,” Uhura agreed. “I’ll be right back. Don’t move.”

If he heard her, he didn’t acknowledge it.

She slipped out of the room and pulled out her communicator. “Uhura to Spock.”

It didn’t take long.  “Spock here.”

“Listen, Jim’s in the observation area known as the Crying Room. He’s upset.”

“We had an argument and—”

“No,” she interrupted sharply. “Whatever your issue is, get over it. He’s really upset, Spock. I guess Leonard hurt him and Wilkins didn’t make it and Komack is being Komack and—”

“Nyota—”

Spock. There was an accident and his brother isn’t expected to live.”

“I am on my way.”

Uhura wasn’t that surprised when he made it very quickly. She squeezed his arm and walked away, leaving her two commanding officers to it.

“Jim?”

Jim looked at Spock, his eyes brimming with tears. “Uhura contacted you?”

“Yes.” Spock stepped forward, scooped Jim up in his arms and moved to sit on the bench Jim had been only a moment before.

“We’re both not going to fit,” Jim protested.

Spock had to acknowledge he was right. “Will you come with me to your quarters?”

“Okay, but you’re not carrying me. I’m walking on my own.”

Spock agreed and set his captain down.

They departed the room and made their way to the turbolift in silence. Jim kept his gaze down and Spock was glad as they made their way to the captain’s quarters that they didn’t come upon anyone.

He entered Jim’s code and Jim stepped inside followed by Spock.

Spock instantly enveloped him in a tight embrace.

“I apologize for speaking in anger before.”

“Me too,” Jim mumbled against him.

“Do you want something to eat?”

“No.”

“Shower?”

Jim shook his head.

“Then let me get you ready for bed, where I will hold you and you can tell me everything.”

Spock took Jim’s hand and led him to the bed. He undressed his captain, then helped him into his pajamas, before undressing himself and putting on his preferred sleeping robe.

Then he got them both into the bed and pulled Jim close to him once more.

“I don’t like it when we fight.”

“I do not either. I was about to look for you when Nyota contacted me to apologize. I am so very sorry I contributed to your bad day, Ashaya. Your brother—”

Jim closed his eyes and pushed closer still to Spock, who tightened his grasp on him.

“I haven’t talked to him in years. Now I’ll never get the chance.”

Spock closed his eyes. “I lost a brother too.”

“You had a brother?”

“Half. My father disowned him.”

Jim looked at him. “So there’s still a chance that someday—”

Spock shook his head. “I have learned he perished on Vulcan when it was destroyed.”

“Oh.”

Spock kissed him. “Tell me about Sam.”

“Once he was my hero…” Jim began.    .  

Flash Fic, March 07, 2025

A little bit of a different scenario

Jim Kirk looked up from his PADD at the tall, thin Vulcan standing before him. He took a moment to admire how goodlooking the man was. And as much as he wanted to flirt, he was there to do a job too.

“You must be the Vulcan from the Science Academy here on the Enterprise on temporary assignment.” Jim checked the name. “Spock, is it?”

“That is correct.” And even though he was around the same height as Jim, give or take an inch, he managed to look down his nose just the same. “Lieutenant.”

“Captain Pike has given you the honorary rank of commander while you’re onboard, Mister Spock. Your quarters are with the other executive officer quarters on deck seven. The number is 7248.” He stopped and smiled. “Mine is 7249. We’re neighbors.”

“I see.”

Jim’s smile dimmed just a bit but he shrugged. “I have down here that your assignment on the Enterprise is to last one year. Is that your understanding as well, Commander?”

“Affirmative.”

Jim saw that others were lining up behind the Vulcan to get their assignments, so he marked Spock checked in.

“You’re all set to settle in.”

“Thank you, Lieutenant.”  And Spock moved off, but not before Jim saw him look back at him.

Perhaps he was more interested than it seemed.

One year later

“So, you really told your dad?” Jim asked as he pulled on his new uniform. He’d just been promoted to Lieutenant Commander.

“Indeed, Jim.”

“And the Vulcan Council?”

“They were not pleased.”

Jim smiled and reached for Spock. “And that rank is no longer honorary. And you didn’t even have to attend Starfleet Academy.”

“I completed the course work over the last year and technically graduated.”

Jim laughed. “Show off.”

“My parents are eager to meet you at the first opportunity,” Spock informed him.

“Me? Great.”

“They will like you. And it is normal to meet the parents of one’s mate.” Spock frowned. “Isn’t it the same on Earth?”

“Well, yeah. But let’s put off meeting Mom and Sam as long as we can, hmm?”

Spock shook his head. “If we do not depart now, we will be late for the captain’s morning conference.”

“Right. Just one tiny kiss then.” He leaned in and kissed Spock. He went to pull away, when Spock drew him back.

“A minute or two late is acceptable,” Spock murmured against Jim’s smiling mouth.

“Gentlemen,” Pike said a short time later. “Nice of you to join us.”

Jim spotted Uhura hiding her smile as he and Spock took their places at the conference table.

Pike nodded. “Let’s get started. Report…”

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