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Changes
Jim eased himself down into his office chair with a sigh. He’d been on his feet most of the morning, one of those annoying days when it seemed he didn’t get to sit still for five minutes before something else required his attention. As uneventful as the past few weeks had been, so far it had been one of those days ( Read more... ) -
Internal Communications
To: USS Enterprise - All ( Read more... ) -
Cards on the table [Enterprise, post-Risa]
Everything had been perfect, or as perfect as possible under the circumstances. Their wedding and honeymoon had been memorable. Jim felt a fleeting sense of sadness when their time on Risa drew to a close, even though he was happy to be back on board. He loved being captain of this ship, but spending time alone with Bones had been just what they ( Read more... ) -
Give me what you alone can give [wedding]
It all came down to this.
The weeks of planning and waiting were over. No more messages from Guinan, who had taken over the bulk of the planning for today but still had cornered them with the strangest questions whenever he and Bones had made an appearance in the lounge. (Jim still wasn’t sure what was the difference between “tuxedo” and “ ( Read more... ) -
Picking up the threads [back on board; Jim is losing his mind OR SO HE THINKS]
There was a certain rhythm to their days on board. The routine of waking, working, eating, and sleeping... all of the million little details that made up a single day that had become so comfortable and familiar over the first months in space. Whether they were slow days or busy, good or bad, there was always that edge; that zest added by the fact ( Read more... ) -
Working off some stress
Jim didn’t know exactly what he expected to find, but he was restless and tired of thinking and talking and trying to understand everything that had been thrown at him so far here in Asgard. He needed to just shut all of it out for a while. To clear his head ( Read more... ) -
An open heart on a darkened stage [Jim/Bones]
Jim stared at the door for a long time after Blake and his... brother had left. His father. George Kirk… or Thor, as it appeared. A fucking god.
It wasn't possible. It shouldn't be possible. And yet ( Read more... ) -
Nothing to worry about [Jim/Bones]
It began as nothing serious. Just a lingering headache and some slight congestion, more annoying than anything else. He ignored it for the first couple of days, telling himself the fatigue was from his long hours, from the nights of fitful sleep, mostly spent awake worrying. Worrying about Bones. Worrying about Spock. Worrying about everything and ( Read more... ) -
Too much, too little, too late
Captain, there’s a security breach on deck…
Captain Kirk, you’re needed in Security… in Medical… in Engineering… in the shuttle bay…The first inkling that something was terribly wrong had been in the ship’s readings on the bridge, disturbances reported here and there, increasing in magnitude. He and Sulu had exchanged puzzled looks, and barely a ( Read more... )
