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Cosmic Love (Prologue) April 05, 2021

“James Kirk.”

Jim looked up shyly from the borrowed PADD he had been looking through. He wiped his sweaty palms on his slacks and rose. “I’m James Kirk.”

A guard kind of scowled at him as he surveyed a list he carried with him. “Your parent has come to claim you. Dock 4.”

“My mom?”

The guard shrugged. “No clue, kid. Be on your way.”

Jim walked trepidatiously up to the counter where he’d obtained the borrowed PADD. He handed it back to the lady who took it without comment.

Pulling up his hooded sweatshirt, which had been given him by the volunteers at the space station he and the other children had been taken to when they’d been evacuated from Tarsus IV, to cover his head, Jim shuffled over to Dock 4.

He had a ball of dread in his stomach that it would be Frank, his stepfather picking him up.

As he made his way in the direction of the dock, he noticed another one of the kids from the Tarsus Preparatory School standing alone by himself. He was older than Jim by a few years and Vulcan.

All of the students who attended the school had been evacuated as far as Jim knew. The planet was experiencing a dangerous famine and the headmaster of the school decided to send the kids back to their home planets. Jim didn’t know what else had happened since because there was a news block coming from the planet itself.

All the kids had been taken to this space station where they waited until a parent or guardian could collect them. Some students had already been picked up. Jim was among the last, he guessed, and so was the Vulcan. Spock, he remembered.

“Uh. Hi.”

The Vulcan looked up from the paper book he held in his hands. There was no sign of recognition in his dark eyes as he gazed back blankly at Jim.

“Jim Kirk. The school. We weren’t…you know…in the same year. I think you attended the school longer than I did too.”

When there was no reply, Jim shifted a little, then bit his lip.

“You still waiting for your parents? Spock, right?”

“That is correct to both questions.”

Jim noticed Spock looked a bit blurry. He grimaced, then removed his glasses to wipe them on his shirt. “Sorry, my glasses keep fogging up.”

“It is the moist hot air of this space station.”

“Yeah.” He licked his dry lips and then stuck his glasses back on. “Anyway, I should go as I guess my parent is here. Not sure what to expect.”

Spock did not reply to that, so Jim figured he was certainly not very chatty.

“Could be my mom or my stepdad,” Jim continued. “Hope it’s not him. When will your folks be here?”

“I do not have folks,” Spock said stiffly. “I am expecting my father later this afternoon. He is an ambassador.”

“Ahh.” Jim nodded. “Okay. Well, see you around then, Spock.”

“That is doubtful.”

And that made Jim laugh. Not that it was particularly funny. And he supposed to a Vulcan it wasn’t rude at all, but to Jim? Yeah, okay.  

“Right,” he agreed. “Good travels home, Spock. And sorry we never got to know each other at school.”

He expected no answer to this, so he made to turn around and head to Dock 4 to go home with whomever had arrived.

“Live Long and Prosper, Jim Kirk.”

Jim looked back, smiled, and nodded, and continued on his way.

To Jim’s everlasting relief, Frank did not stand waiting. It was his mother, Winona Kirk.

“There you are! That man left an hour ago to tell you I was waiting here.” She shook her head as she opened her arms to him. Jim went to her and allowed her to wrap him in her embrace. “How are you, sweetie?”

“Okay,” he whispered. “Ready to go home.”

“I bet. We have a long shuttle ride home though. Want to eat something first?”

“No, I just want to go home.” Jim pulled back and looked at her.

She yanked down his hoodie. “I can barely see you. What? Are you in disguise? You’re so gaunt. Are you sure?”

“Yeah. Mom? Uh. Frank?”

She hooked her arm with his and drew him forward. “Kicked him to the curb.”

Jim tried not to smile too much, but damn, he felt good.

“For good?”

“Yeah, I think so. His idea of sending you to that school was terrible. And Sam never has come back.”

Jim sighed. “Yeah. Have you heard from him?”

She shook her head sadly. “Looks like it’s just you and me, Jim.” She stopped and turned to him. She tucked a longish strand of hair behind his ear. “Let’s get you something to eat, okay?”

“Sure, okay,” Jim agreed. And as she led him toward the food court, he spotted a rather severe looking older Vulcan headed in the direction they’d come from. Jim would bed that was Spock’s father. He looked kind of mean to Jim, but he hoped he was wrong.

March 23, 2021 Flash Fic

“Spock and I had sex.”

Leonard stared at his best friend across the table in the mess room. He had just taken a bite of food, which he didn’t thank Jim for one bit. He swallowed painfully.

“When?”

Jim lowered his voice, thankfully. “Yesterday morning. Um. Yesterday afternoon. Last night. This morning. This afternoon. And, well, about an hour ago.”

Leonard lifted his iced tea to his mouth and took a slow sip. He lowered it to the table very slowly.

“How is it you can walk?”

“I’m a little sore…yeah. Shh. Here he comes. Don’t say anything.”

“I won’t.”

March 22, 2021 Flash Fic

“Listen.” Jim moistened his lips as they got ready to leave his quarters. “Don’t, uh, don’t tell anyone about what I…you know…how I like it.”

Spock stared at him as if he’d grown two heads. “Why would I discuss either of our personal preferences with anyone?”

When put like that, Jim supposed he was being ridiculous. He had a feeling he was flushed cause his neck and face felt very warm.

“Bridge or you want to get breakfast?”

This was their first time. The newness of it all was about to do him in.

“The bridge.”

“Me too. Let’s go.”

March 16, 2021 Flash Fic

“I am done with this conversation.” Jim snapped as he got in the turbolift. Spock followed closely.

“I am not done.”

Jim almost closed the doors right in Spock’s irritating face. But someone had to be mature here and apparently, this time, it was going to be him.

He crossed his arms in front of his chest as Spock stood stiffly beside him.

“You are being unreasonable,” Spock said through clenched teeth.

Definitely a sign the Vulcan was not pleased.

“You think this is unreasonable?”

So much for maturity.

Jim stepped onto the bridge, ignoring Spock as he did so.  

March 12, 2021 Flash Fic

“You know you should talk to him.”

Jim gave Uhura the stink-eye.

She rolled her eyes right back at him. “This is your first shore leave since you two became whatever you are, right?”

He kept his arms crossed in front of his chest and stared out at the purple sea of this planet. He was doing his best to ignore her.

“Are you going to let a little fight stop you from the best shore leave you’ve ever had or are you going to man up and say you’re sorry?”

“You know he…”

“Does it matter? Say you’re sorry.”

March 11, 2021 Flash Fic

Jim opened his eyes slowly. It kind of hurt to do so. He stared up at the ceiling.

Shit, the Medbay.

He didn’t remember how…

“Captain.”

Jim turned his head to see Spock standing beside the bed. Wearing a gold shirt. And a yeoman handed Spock a PADD.

“Need your review, Captain.”

“I will look at it later,” Spock replied. “Leave it for me.”

Jim frowned.

Spock approached. “Jim, I am relieved.”

“Spock…”

Spock put his hands on Jim’s face, leaned down and kissed him thoroughly. “Adun, I am glad you are awake. Doctor? My husband is awake.”  

March 10, 2021 Flash Fic

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The small boy came out of the bathroom and walked straight into the living room.

“Did you wash your hands?” Jim asked.

“Yes, Daddy.”

Jim smiled slightly. “Let me see.”

The boy held up his hands, palms out.

“Good. Perfect. You hungry, David?”

David nodded, eagerly.

“What do you want to eat?”

David scrunched up his face in thought.

They both turned toward the door when they heard the sound of a hover car door slamming.

“Is that…?”

David turned away from Jim, food forgotten and rushed to the door just as it opened.

Jim smiled. “Welcome home, Spock.”

March 08, 2021 Flash Fic

“You’re really going to go through with this?”

Jim Kirk glanced at his friend, Leonard McCoy.

“What choice do I have, Bones?”

“I don’t know. There has to be another way, Jim. Sacrificing—”

“There isn’t.  It’s the choice I have to make. I signed up for this.”

Bones put his hand on Jim’s arm to stop him. “So did they. When they joined Starfleet. Everyone knows what could happen. What they sign up for too.”

“I’m still responsible.”

“And the rest of us? We’re just supposed to stand here like dummies?”

Jim blew out a breath. “Yes. Bye, Bones.”

March 01, 2021 Flash Fic

So for flashes this month, I’m going to do something a little different. The flashes for March will all be no more than 100 words. So, I will tell a little snippet of a tale in those 100 words or less. Here is today’s! (I used Archer’s quarters, simply because I liked his better than the teeny one in TOS…we never really see Jim’s in the AOS movies, except his closet and sink in Beyond).

Jim woke to gentle rubbing on his back and for a moment he just let the rubbing continue, eyes still closed.

“Jim, you are due on the bridge in thirty minutes.”

He groaned. “Just a few more.”

“You will be late,” came the murmur.

For a few second, Jim mulishly thought, ‘So what. I’m the captain. What will they do?’

He sighed then, opened his eyes, and turned to lie on his back to stare up at the ceiling. His heart rate picked up as he thought of all the ramifications.

“So, now we’re a thing?”

“Yes,” Spock replied.   

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