I posted the first chapter of The Matchmaker
New work alert, I have posted the first chapter of a requested Starfleet Academy story, The Space in My Bed.
I am excited about this story. And am already working on a second chapter to post this week also.
Also, coming up this week, I hope, crossing my fingers a HUGE amount, the conclusion of Bitter Frost. Which means that once I am finished with chapter 2 of the fic, I will be exclusively concentrating on finishing Bitter Frost before anything else.
That is my new strategy. If I want to post something new, a WIP, not a one-shot, then I must conclude something else. So there you have it.
The condo was dark and silent.
Spock realized he was clenching his fists and he forced himself to release them.
He glanced toward the rain-splattered windows overlooking the city, trying to use the little bit of light coming in to see if the condo was truly empty.
Then he heard just the slightest snuffle and he could breathe again.
Spock set aside his traveler’s bag and moved forward in the darkness. Turning on the lights might be preferable but first Spock had to be sure the brightness would not be unwelcome.
He stepped toward the windows lining the one wall of the front room.
He’d never meant to be so long.
He’d struggled between rushing up the stairs and taking the lift. The lift might be a little faster if he timed it right and so he rushed over to that. His heart pounded hard in his side.
As long as the apartment was not empty, Spock could handle anything else. Had handled it ever since the first time they’d met with him.
Spock ran down the corridor toward the door. He waved his hand over the entry lock.
Please. Please do not be empty. Please be there. Waiting.
The door opened and Spock walked in.
Spock was much later getting back than he had intended. Meeting with the elders had taken longer than anticipated and then one of them had suggested a meal and before Spock gave it very much thought, he was agreeing.
Vulcans could be quite the talkers when they had like-minded sorts around them and the dinner had taken hours at a vegetarian restaurant much farther away than Spock had realized.
By the time the hover taxi pulled up in front of the condo building, the rain was coming down hard and twilight had come and gone. Spock was very anxious.
So I started a new story, Nine Lives, which will no doubt fill those who think I shouldn’t write anything new with the proper outrage. But I wanted to have something a little fun to write for myself, though there will be elements of angst. It’s still me. Honestly it’s another idea that sort of became more than I intended when I first thought about it while lying awake at night.
I still intend to update All I Ever Wanted this week. Not sure if I will get to Unbonded until next week. I also hope to finish my ongoing 100 words story PDQ.
On the personal front I bought a new coffeemaker. There was nothing wrong with my Keuring, honestly, but this one is a Hamilton Beach coffeemaker that can brew a carafe of coffee or a k-cup, both. I loved that idea. I’ve been eyeing it for a bit and finally broke down and got it from QVC because I could spread the payments out between 3 months. I just received it last night. Now I can make pots of coffees for us or for guests or whatever or just a single couple if it’s only me. Plus I’ll probably use less k-cups, which are bad for the environment.
Went and saw A Quiet Place last night. Pretty damn disturbing to be honest. I don’t know which of you has heard about this movie but it is intense and not good for the faint of heart. I heard there is going to be a sequel and I think I may have to skip that.
The last few days have been cool here and yesterday, on May 01, we had some rain. It was shocking. Funny thing is it’s supposed to be 85 Friday. Thus is the enigma of California.
Speaking of Friday I have a follow-up Doctor’s appointment I do not want to go to. Sigh. And he wants me to have some tests. Ordinary tests for those my age but still. I hate tests and doctors. I haven’t made any of those appointments yet so I will have to lie a bit Friday and say I did and then I will make them later.
Don’t even ask me when I last went to the dentist. You don’t want to know! LOL.
I managed to get When it Began finished this past week. Since I started a new fic, Unbonded, I thought I needed to get something done. Only fair. Unbonded was another one that I thought of as a short one-shot and it started building in my head and I decided to make it a new one.
On the update next list is For the First Time in My Life I was Happy, Where My Demons Hide, Who’s the Daddy, and You are the Light Who’s Leading Me. Those are the ones that I haven’t updated since April. Hopefully I can get an update up for each of them before I go on my trip and will be incommunicado.
This is up one day early because I plan to be pretty busy tomorrow with laundry in the morning and family thing in the afternoon.
I can’t believe how fast my trip is coming up. I don’t even know how I will pay for it. I have a little bit of stock. I might have to sell it.
Also coming up fast are two other things in June. On June 25, my Th’y’la Bang Story is supposed to be posted. All I can say is never again. I have my reasons but I will not say here. I am very pleased with the story and excited for everyone to read it. But this is going to be my one and only year, so enjoy it.
And the other is June 26, is when I go to the Hollywood Bowl and see Queen with Adam Lambert. There are eight of us going.
That’s about all I have for now. See you around
And a pretty picture
Four years had passed after the end of their last mission.
Jim had said goodbye to all of them. Most of them stayed with the Fleet. Sulu had been promoted to captain. Uhura and Scotty stayed with the Enterprise. Jaylah was working on Yorktown now. And Bones had left Starfleet. He was retiring.
He missed them.
Jim picked up the photo he had of them just before the end of that last mission. He traced his finger over each and every one of them. They’d all been smiling. Except Spock. Jim shook his head. He lingered over Bones. And then finally his first officer.
“Spock,” Jim whispered. Spock who was on New Vulcan.
With a final roll of his eyes at himself he put the picture back down on his desk in his office.
There was a tap at his office door.
A yeoman stepped inside. “It’s time for you to leave, Admiral.”
He nodded. “All right. Just ten minutes—”
“No, sir. You don’t have ten minutes. You have to leave now or you’ll be late for the shuttle.”
“Already on the shuttle.”
Jim smiled. “Congratulations, Yeoman. You’ve thought of everything.”
She crossed her arms in front of her chest. “Apparently not since you haven’t gotten up, sir.”
“Okay, okay. Sheesh.” Jim got up and walked around the desk. He grabbed his jacket. “What’s the weather supposed to be like in Georgia?”
“Rainy, Admiral. For the next two days. But the sun is supposed to shine on Dr. McCoy’s wedding day.”
“He’ll appreciate that. Listen, I’ll contact you from the shuttle and—”
“Nope. You’re on vacation, sir.”
Jim grimaced. “When I get there then.”
“As you were, Yeoman.”
She sighed. “Yes, sir. And do try to have a good time.”
A good time. Oh, sure.
How the hell was Jim supposed to have a good time with all the work he had to do. Or really. Georgia? In the damn summer. Bones owed him for this.
He pinched the bridge of his nose. Found the message from Bones on his PADD and read it again.
I know you won’t believe me, but I’m getting married. I know. I said never. But well…It’s just a few days off. I think she didn’t want to give me a chance to change my mind! Can you come? I know most of our friends are off planet now, but, well, I’ll really like you to be there.
How could he deny that? He couldn’t.
So he was traveling to Georgia.
At least he’d get to see Bones.
“There he is! Uncle Jim!”
Joanna McCoy ran at Jim the moment he stepped off the shuttle ramp. She threw her little ten year old arms around him with such enthusiasm she knocked Jim back.
“Whoa, whoa.” Jim laughed. “Don’t run me over, Jo.”
“Yeah he’s got old bones, honey. Don’t want to break the admiral.”
Jim smirked at Bones. “Funny.” He ruffled Jo’s long brown hair. “Guess who brought a really smart little girl a present?”
“Yay!” She smiled brightly and linked her arm with his. “What is it?”
“You’ll see when we get to your house.” Jim glanced at Bones. “Where’s the missus?”
“Missus to be, thanks. Shayla’s back at the house. Fretting over the wedding.”
“Oh, no. Everything’s fine.” Bones squeezed his arm. “Jim, about Spock, look—”
“It’s fine, Bones. Kaiidth as he would say.”
Bones nodded. “Let’s go. I’m grilling hamburgers.”
Jim grinned. “Things are looking up.”
As you may or may not know I have a series on AO3 that is Star Trek fairytales. Currently this includes the now legendary, Slave as well as Trading Places, a sort of take on Prince and the Pauper, and the very sad, tragic, Every Four Years, my leap year short.
Look for the next story in the fairytale series coming to an A03 post near you. The next one will be Cinderella, staring our own Jim Kirk as Cinderella, and the Vulcany prince looking for his true love at the ball.
Here’s my sweet peasant
And the Vulcany prince (just imagine ears)
When? In the future is all I can say.