fic: It's Not Kansas
Title: It's Not Kansas
Fandoms: Heroes//Star Trek XI
Pairings/Characters: Elle Bishop/Jim Kirk, Spock/McCoy, Sylar
Rating: R
Warnings/Spoilers: Um, minor electricity play? (Is there a warning for that?) No spoilers for Star Trek and if you've seen Volume 3 of Heroes, you're good to go.
Summary: When Hiro teleports Elle, she didn't think she'd wind up in space.
A/N: Ever get one of those ideas that won't leave you alone? Yeah, that's how this story was born. I wasn't going to write it but I was convinced otherwise. It was supposed to be an attempt at PWP but...yeah. Thanks to my ever awesome beta, dragynflies. :D
Originally Posted: 1/6/2010 ( here)
"Well, this certainly isn't Kansas and Toto's gone missing." Elle looks around, her eyes blinking as the brightness of her surroundings hit her. She struggles to think about what just happened. She had been holding onto Sandra Bennet when a small Asian man popped into the living room and then he and Sylar disappeared. A few seconds later, the man came back and now, she's here. Wherever here is.
She walks around, ignoring the strange looks she's getting. She finally finds herself in a room with windows. Walking up to a window, she gasps at what she sees.
"No way. I'm in space?!" she whispers.
---
She's not sure how long she stands there, watching the stars and maybe even galaxies whiz by quickly. It all seems surreal. Elle's so engrossed in the view that she doesn't notice somebody else coming into the room and stepping next to her.
"Enjoying the view?"
She whirls around, her hand up and ready to aim. "Who are you?"
"I'm Jim Kirk and you're on my ship."
Elle lowers her hand slowly. "Your ship? A space ship?"
"The best there is," he boasts. "Who are you and how did you get on here?"
"You really wouldn't believe me if I told you how I got on here. But maybe you'll believe my name is Elle."
"Try me. We see a lot up here."
"Okay, well...I suppose I got sent here by someone. By the way, what year is this?"
"Stardate 2260.25"
"Star...what? You know what, nevermind," Elle shakes her head. "All I really needed to know was that it's not 2009."
"So you're from the past?"
"You're a genius, did you know that?" Elle snarks.
"Hey, now..."
"Forget it. So what do you do on this thing?"
He grins. "I'm the captain."
"Well captain, want to show a girl around?"
---
Jim takes pride in showing Elle around his spaceship. They're walking around one of the many hallways. Jim's talking about something excitedly but Elle catches sight of two people in what appears to be a heated argument. As heated as an argument could get when one person is waving his arms around and his face in a scowl while the other had a placid look on his face and his hands are clasped behind his back.
"So what's the deal with those two over there?" Elle interrupts and points over Jim's shoulder. "Tall, dark, and handsome and tall, pale, and pointy eared. They look like they're about two steps away from going at it against the wall."
Jim turns around and looks at who she's pointing at and chuckles. "Tall, pale, and pointy eared would be my First Officer, Spock. The other would is my best friend and CMO, Leonard McCoy. But I call him Bones. And I don't know what their deal is but they could both probably benefit from getting some."
"From the looks of it, they want some from the other. What does CMO stand for?"
"Chief Medical Officer."
"Oh. So he's a doctor?"
"Yeah."
"Great, so he can fix my leg then." Elle marches over, wincing with each step. "Hey you."
"What?"
"I need you to fix my leg and then you can go back to eye fucking this guy."
"Excuse me? Who the hell are you?"
Jim could see the outburst forming underneath the CMO's skin that's just itching to get out. He hurriedly goes over and places a hand on his CMO's arm. "Hey Bones, it's okay. Just fix her leg and I'll explain later." He looks down at Elle so he misses the glare sent his way from McCoy. "He's a great doctor and his bark is worse than his bite."
"I've handled worse," Elle grins. She hooks an arm around the doctor's arm. "Come on, handsome. I'd like to get this bullet hole fixed."
Jim watches Elle walk away, arm in arm with his best friend and misses Spock walking up next to him.
"Fascinating."
"What is, Spock?"
"This unknown Terran female. She is quite outspoken and she seems to have no censor to her words. What is this eye fucking she speaks of? It is highly illogical, not to mention quite impossible that eyes can engage in coitus."
Jim bursts out laughing and his laugh echoes in the hallway. Various crewmen wandering around the halls stop and look over at their captain.
"Jim, I do not see what is so humorous."
"No, I don't suppose you would."
---
"So what's the deal with you and pointy ears?"
"There's no deal."
"Of course there's a deal. Maybe you're just afraid to admit it, Dr...McCoy, right?"
"Yes, that's my name."
"Cool. So how long have you been into the guy...alien...whatever?"
He nearly drops his medical tricorder. "I am not into him!"
"Doth protest too much," Elle smirks. "Look, it's not a shameful thing to like a guy. Alien. Whatever. And hey, this guy is pretty cute. You could do worse. And I think he's into you too." Elle's about to say more when she feels a prick near her neck and she falls unconscious.
---
"Geez Bones, hypo happy?"
"She was talking too much."
"Yeah, I'm sure that's it."
Leonard ignores Jim's sarcasm. "Where is she from? The tricorder showed her injury as a result of a bullet from the twenty-first century! Is she from that time period? Because how the hell did she wind up here?"
"All very good questions, Bones. And all that will be answered eventually."
The doctor folds his arms over his chest. "You know something, don't you?"
"What makes you say that?"
"The shit eating grin you have plastered on your face."
---
When Elle wakes up a little bit later, she finds Jim sitting in a chair with his feet resting on her bed.
"Don't you have important things to do?"
"I'm a captain. I can delegate duties," he grins.
"Your friend got really annoyed when I started asking about his sex life."
"Yeah...he filled me in on the details while you were out. I probably should have mentioned that he's kind of a private person," Jim shrugs nonchalantly. "But enough about him, what about you?"
"What about me?"
"I don't know anything about you except that you randomly appeared on my ship with blood dripping down your leg,h and you seem to have a hot body underneath that oversized shirt."
"Why do I get the feeling that part of why you're hitting on me is because of all the people on this ship, you've already either hit on them or hit that?"
"Don't sell yourself short. You're pretty hot, you know."
"So I've been told by a few guys back home. And the non answer actually does answer my question. But don't worry, it doesn't bother me if that's what you're thinking." Elle sits back, a wide smile on her face. "Tell me, what kind of stuff do you see out here? Besides aliens. People with super powers?"
"Do you want to see people with super powers?"
Elle laughs. "Oh, I don't need to see others with them. I've got one of my own." She opens her palm and Jim can see the ball of electricity forming. "Not scared are you?"
"What? No...no, not at all." His blue eyes widen as he watches her generate this electricity out of nowhere. "How...um, are you sure you're human?"
"Oh yeah, I'm definitely human. Just maybe a freak of nature but definitely human."
Jim stares at her while ideas form in his head. Ideas that might land him in Sickbay later on and Bones chewing his ass out for doing another dumb thing. But this is too tempting.
"So have you...done anything with those powers on anyone?"
Elle catches his drift and gives him a knowing look. "Only on other people with powers. People I knew that couldn't get hurt from it...at least, not permanently hurt." She runs her hand up Jim's arm, little sparks jumping from her fingers to his skin. "But if you're into it..."
---
The door barely swooshes shut before Jim hits the bed with Elle on top of him. In between frantic kisses, shirts are almost torn off and tossed onto the floor. Elle pushes Jim flat against the bed as she straddles him, her palms pressing down onto his bare chest.
"You think you'll want a safe word?" she teases.
"I think I'll be okay," he smirks as he grips her waist, firmly holding her in place on top of him.
Elle bends over and leaves a trail of light and yet tantalizing kisses along his jawline. "If you're sure," she whispers in his ear. Her hands slide down his chest and along the way, little blue sparks skip from her finger tips to Jim's skin. It feels a little like static electricity, not entirely unpleasant. Her hands briefly stop at the waistband of his pants to undo them and she slides his pants down, along with his boxer briefs.
"Is that all you can do?"
"You haven't seen anything yet."
"Then show me what you got," Jim taunts. In a quick fluid motion, he flips Elle onto her back as he looms over her, reversing their positions. His hands reach out and pin hers flat against the bed, his fingers intertwining with hers. He ducks his head and kisses her down her neck, past the hollow between her breasts, and stopping just short of her belly button. When Jim lifts his head to look back up at Elle, he can see the heat in her eyes. A second later, he feels tremendous heat on his palms, almost a burning sensation. It's enough to make him release his hands from hers.
Elle gives him a mischievous grin as she reaches up and grabs his chin to yank his face down to hers. Her lips meet his in a searing kiss and as Jim goes to deepen the kiss, he feels like his mouth is being shocked and pulls away, slightly wincing in pain.
"You want more?"
"Always," he answers.
---
Breathy moans and grunts fill the room. Elle's legs are wrapped around Jim's hips, helping drive him further into her. Each thrust leaves her gasping and clutching slightly singed bedsheets even tighter in her fists. She's close. So close.
Jim's face is flushed and he grips her hips tightly. He knows they're both near orgasm and when Elle lifts her hips up and changes the angle slightly, she comes first. She can't control herself and electricity shoots from her hands, burning the sheets she's clutching. Wayward bolts hit Jim in different places, eliciting yelps from him coupled with a groan as Elle's orgasm causes her to clench around him, setting off his own orgasm.
He collapses next to her on the bed. They lie there, a tangle of limbs, and breathing hard.
"Bones is gonna wonder where these burn marks came from."
"At least he can fix them."
---
Elle's random appearance on the ship is never reported to Starfleet Command despite Spock's early insistence. But Spock changes his mind after one rather unfortunate incident.
Elle was walking through the halls, not sure if she really had a destination in mind. On a whim, she decided to go to Sickbay to see if she could bug Leonard. She found it too easy to push the CMO's buttons and she enjoyed how prominent his Southern accent seemed to be the more riled up he got.
When she got to Sickbay, she found it empty but she heard noises coming from Leonard's office. When she got close to it, she found that the door had not been shut all the way and she slowly pushed it open.
Leonard was leaning against his desk, one hand gripping the edge of it while the other was grasping the hair on Spock's head. Leonard's head was tilted back and his pants were down around his ankles. Spock was down on his knees in front of the doctor.
Elle bit her lip to keep from laughing and she quietly edged back out of the area. Once free of Sickbay, she quickly went to the bridge to find Jim and whispered to him what she found.
"Well, it's about time," Jim had said once she finished what she saw. "And some leverage."
After that, Spock no longer insisted her appearance needing to reported, stating that it was improbable that Starfleet Command would know more than they would about what to do with her. Therefore, it would be logical to keep her on the Enterprise where some of the best scientists and engineers could perhaps find a way for her to get back to her own time.
Elle and Jim had kept silent while Spock had rationalized keeping Elle on board. The two had previously made an agreement she was to stay on the Enterprise regardless of what orders might come through.
---
It's been several weeks since Elle's arrival. It's no secret that she and Jim are sleeping together though while the rest of the crew assumes they're in a relationship, both Elle and Jim know otherwise. Technically, Elle supposes she's still with Sylar though at this point, it's extremely long distance but they never agreed to be exclusive.
She sometimes wonders about Sylar. Wonders about where he got teleported too. She's sure he's alive though...unless there was another eclipse and powers got taken away again. But she doesn't think about that part much. Mostly, she just wants to think he might miss her. Even if she doesn't quite miss him. She's having too much fun here. Mostly due to Jim Kirk.
One morning, Elle's in bed, wanting to delay getting up as long as possible. Jim had left to start his shift awhile ago and Elle had mumbled a sleepy "later" to him. She's staring up at the ceiling, trying to figure out what she should do when the door swooshes open. Her lips curl up into a smile.
"Can't go a few hours...," the words die on her lips as she sits up and sees who it is in front of her.
"Do you know how hard it was to track you? Luckily, Hiro Nakamura's current medical state makes it quite easy to get some answers out of him." A slow humorless smile grows across his face as he stares at her. “Miss me?”
"...what are you doing here?" Elle manages to get out though her brain is screaming, “SYLAR!”
"To get you back."
Fandoms: Heroes//Star Trek XI
Pairings/Characters: Elle Bishop/Jim Kirk, Spock/McCoy, Sylar
Rating: R
Warnings/Spoilers: Um, minor electricity play? (Is there a warning for that?) No spoilers for Star Trek and if you've seen Volume 3 of Heroes, you're good to go.
Summary: When Hiro teleports Elle, she didn't think she'd wind up in space.
A/N: Ever get one of those ideas that won't leave you alone? Yeah, that's how this story was born. I wasn't going to write it but I was convinced otherwise. It was supposed to be an attempt at PWP but...yeah. Thanks to my ever awesome beta, dragynflies. :D
Originally Posted: 1/6/2010 ( here)
"Well, this certainly isn't Kansas and Toto's gone missing." Elle looks around, her eyes blinking as the brightness of her surroundings hit her. She struggles to think about what just happened. She had been holding onto Sandra Bennet when a small Asian man popped into the living room and then he and Sylar disappeared. A few seconds later, the man came back and now, she's here. Wherever here is.
She walks around, ignoring the strange looks she's getting. She finally finds herself in a room with windows. Walking up to a window, she gasps at what she sees.
"No way. I'm in space?!" she whispers.
---
She's not sure how long she stands there, watching the stars and maybe even galaxies whiz by quickly. It all seems surreal. Elle's so engrossed in the view that she doesn't notice somebody else coming into the room and stepping next to her.
"Enjoying the view?"
She whirls around, her hand up and ready to aim. "Who are you?"
"I'm Jim Kirk and you're on my ship."
Elle lowers her hand slowly. "Your ship? A space ship?"
"The best there is," he boasts. "Who are you and how did you get on here?"
"You really wouldn't believe me if I told you how I got on here. But maybe you'll believe my name is Elle."
"Try me. We see a lot up here."
"Okay, well...I suppose I got sent here by someone. By the way, what year is this?"
"Stardate 2260.25"
"Star...what? You know what, nevermind," Elle shakes her head. "All I really needed to know was that it's not 2009."
"So you're from the past?"
"You're a genius, did you know that?" Elle snarks.
"Hey, now..."
"Forget it. So what do you do on this thing?"
He grins. "I'm the captain."
"Well captain, want to show a girl around?"
---
Jim takes pride in showing Elle around his spaceship. They're walking around one of the many hallways. Jim's talking about something excitedly but Elle catches sight of two people in what appears to be a heated argument. As heated as an argument could get when one person is waving his arms around and his face in a scowl while the other had a placid look on his face and his hands are clasped behind his back.
"So what's the deal with those two over there?" Elle interrupts and points over Jim's shoulder. "Tall, dark, and handsome and tall, pale, and pointy eared. They look like they're about two steps away from going at it against the wall."
Jim turns around and looks at who she's pointing at and chuckles. "Tall, pale, and pointy eared would be my First Officer, Spock. The other would is my best friend and CMO, Leonard McCoy. But I call him Bones. And I don't know what their deal is but they could both probably benefit from getting some."
"From the looks of it, they want some from the other. What does CMO stand for?"
"Chief Medical Officer."
"Oh. So he's a doctor?"
"Yeah."
"Great, so he can fix my leg then." Elle marches over, wincing with each step. "Hey you."
"What?"
"I need you to fix my leg and then you can go back to eye fucking this guy."
"Excuse me? Who the hell are you?"
Jim could see the outburst forming underneath the CMO's skin that's just itching to get out. He hurriedly goes over and places a hand on his CMO's arm. "Hey Bones, it's okay. Just fix her leg and I'll explain later." He looks down at Elle so he misses the glare sent his way from McCoy. "He's a great doctor and his bark is worse than his bite."
"I've handled worse," Elle grins. She hooks an arm around the doctor's arm. "Come on, handsome. I'd like to get this bullet hole fixed."
Jim watches Elle walk away, arm in arm with his best friend and misses Spock walking up next to him.
"Fascinating."
"What is, Spock?"
"This unknown Terran female. She is quite outspoken and she seems to have no censor to her words. What is this eye fucking she speaks of? It is highly illogical, not to mention quite impossible that eyes can engage in coitus."
Jim bursts out laughing and his laugh echoes in the hallway. Various crewmen wandering around the halls stop and look over at their captain.
"Jim, I do not see what is so humorous."
"No, I don't suppose you would."
---
"So what's the deal with you and pointy ears?"
"There's no deal."
"Of course there's a deal. Maybe you're just afraid to admit it, Dr...McCoy, right?"
"Yes, that's my name."
"Cool. So how long have you been into the guy...alien...whatever?"
He nearly drops his medical tricorder. "I am not into him!"
"Doth protest too much," Elle smirks. "Look, it's not a shameful thing to like a guy. Alien. Whatever. And hey, this guy is pretty cute. You could do worse. And I think he's into you too." Elle's about to say more when she feels a prick near her neck and she falls unconscious.
---
"Geez Bones, hypo happy?"
"She was talking too much."
"Yeah, I'm sure that's it."
Leonard ignores Jim's sarcasm. "Where is she from? The tricorder showed her injury as a result of a bullet from the twenty-first century! Is she from that time period? Because how the hell did she wind up here?"
"All very good questions, Bones. And all that will be answered eventually."
The doctor folds his arms over his chest. "You know something, don't you?"
"What makes you say that?"
"The shit eating grin you have plastered on your face."
---
When Elle wakes up a little bit later, she finds Jim sitting in a chair with his feet resting on her bed.
"Don't you have important things to do?"
"I'm a captain. I can delegate duties," he grins.
"Your friend got really annoyed when I started asking about his sex life."
"Yeah...he filled me in on the details while you were out. I probably should have mentioned that he's kind of a private person," Jim shrugs nonchalantly. "But enough about him, what about you?"
"What about me?"
"I don't know anything about you except that you randomly appeared on my ship with blood dripping down your leg,h and you seem to have a hot body underneath that oversized shirt."
"Why do I get the feeling that part of why you're hitting on me is because of all the people on this ship, you've already either hit on them or hit that?"
"Don't sell yourself short. You're pretty hot, you know."
"So I've been told by a few guys back home. And the non answer actually does answer my question. But don't worry, it doesn't bother me if that's what you're thinking." Elle sits back, a wide smile on her face. "Tell me, what kind of stuff do you see out here? Besides aliens. People with super powers?"
"Do you want to see people with super powers?"
Elle laughs. "Oh, I don't need to see others with them. I've got one of my own." She opens her palm and Jim can see the ball of electricity forming. "Not scared are you?"
"What? No...no, not at all." His blue eyes widen as he watches her generate this electricity out of nowhere. "How...um, are you sure you're human?"
"Oh yeah, I'm definitely human. Just maybe a freak of nature but definitely human."
Jim stares at her while ideas form in his head. Ideas that might land him in Sickbay later on and Bones chewing his ass out for doing another dumb thing. But this is too tempting.
"So have you...done anything with those powers on anyone?"
Elle catches his drift and gives him a knowing look. "Only on other people with powers. People I knew that couldn't get hurt from it...at least, not permanently hurt." She runs her hand up Jim's arm, little sparks jumping from her fingers to his skin. "But if you're into it..."
---
The door barely swooshes shut before Jim hits the bed with Elle on top of him. In between frantic kisses, shirts are almost torn off and tossed onto the floor. Elle pushes Jim flat against the bed as she straddles him, her palms pressing down onto his bare chest.
"You think you'll want a safe word?" she teases.
"I think I'll be okay," he smirks as he grips her waist, firmly holding her in place on top of him.
Elle bends over and leaves a trail of light and yet tantalizing kisses along his jawline. "If you're sure," she whispers in his ear. Her hands slide down his chest and along the way, little blue sparks skip from her finger tips to Jim's skin. It feels a little like static electricity, not entirely unpleasant. Her hands briefly stop at the waistband of his pants to undo them and she slides his pants down, along with his boxer briefs.
"Is that all you can do?"
"You haven't seen anything yet."
"Then show me what you got," Jim taunts. In a quick fluid motion, he flips Elle onto her back as he looms over her, reversing their positions. His hands reach out and pin hers flat against the bed, his fingers intertwining with hers. He ducks his head and kisses her down her neck, past the hollow between her breasts, and stopping just short of her belly button. When Jim lifts his head to look back up at Elle, he can see the heat in her eyes. A second later, he feels tremendous heat on his palms, almost a burning sensation. It's enough to make him release his hands from hers.
Elle gives him a mischievous grin as she reaches up and grabs his chin to yank his face down to hers. Her lips meet his in a searing kiss and as Jim goes to deepen the kiss, he feels like his mouth is being shocked and pulls away, slightly wincing in pain.
"You want more?"
"Always," he answers.
---
Breathy moans and grunts fill the room. Elle's legs are wrapped around Jim's hips, helping drive him further into her. Each thrust leaves her gasping and clutching slightly singed bedsheets even tighter in her fists. She's close. So close.
Jim's face is flushed and he grips her hips tightly. He knows they're both near orgasm and when Elle lifts her hips up and changes the angle slightly, she comes first. She can't control herself and electricity shoots from her hands, burning the sheets she's clutching. Wayward bolts hit Jim in different places, eliciting yelps from him coupled with a groan as Elle's orgasm causes her to clench around him, setting off his own orgasm.
He collapses next to her on the bed. They lie there, a tangle of limbs, and breathing hard.
"Bones is gonna wonder where these burn marks came from."
"At least he can fix them."
---
Elle's random appearance on the ship is never reported to Starfleet Command despite Spock's early insistence. But Spock changes his mind after one rather unfortunate incident.
Elle was walking through the halls, not sure if she really had a destination in mind. On a whim, she decided to go to Sickbay to see if she could bug Leonard. She found it too easy to push the CMO's buttons and she enjoyed how prominent his Southern accent seemed to be the more riled up he got.
When she got to Sickbay, she found it empty but she heard noises coming from Leonard's office. When she got close to it, she found that the door had not been shut all the way and she slowly pushed it open.
Leonard was leaning against his desk, one hand gripping the edge of it while the other was grasping the hair on Spock's head. Leonard's head was tilted back and his pants were down around his ankles. Spock was down on his knees in front of the doctor.
Elle bit her lip to keep from laughing and she quietly edged back out of the area. Once free of Sickbay, she quickly went to the bridge to find Jim and whispered to him what she found.
"Well, it's about time," Jim had said once she finished what she saw. "And some leverage."
After that, Spock no longer insisted her appearance needing to reported, stating that it was improbable that Starfleet Command would know more than they would about what to do with her. Therefore, it would be logical to keep her on the Enterprise where some of the best scientists and engineers could perhaps find a way for her to get back to her own time.
Elle and Jim had kept silent while Spock had rationalized keeping Elle on board. The two had previously made an agreement she was to stay on the Enterprise regardless of what orders might come through.
---
It's been several weeks since Elle's arrival. It's no secret that she and Jim are sleeping together though while the rest of the crew assumes they're in a relationship, both Elle and Jim know otherwise. Technically, Elle supposes she's still with Sylar though at this point, it's extremely long distance but they never agreed to be exclusive.
She sometimes wonders about Sylar. Wonders about where he got teleported too. She's sure he's alive though...unless there was another eclipse and powers got taken away again. But she doesn't think about that part much. Mostly, she just wants to think he might miss her. Even if she doesn't quite miss him. She's having too much fun here. Mostly due to Jim Kirk.
One morning, Elle's in bed, wanting to delay getting up as long as possible. Jim had left to start his shift awhile ago and Elle had mumbled a sleepy "later" to him. She's staring up at the ceiling, trying to figure out what she should do when the door swooshes open. Her lips curl up into a smile.
"Can't go a few hours...," the words die on her lips as she sits up and sees who it is in front of her.
"Do you know how hard it was to track you? Luckily, Hiro Nakamura's current medical state makes it quite easy to get some answers out of him." A slow humorless smile grows across his face as he stares at her. “Miss me?”
"...what are you doing here?" Elle manages to get out though her brain is screaming, “SYLAR!”
"To get you back."