Private Communications

[kirk_george]

To: T'Lan,
I know this is weird, but I'm back to life. Mind if I drop by to visit you? I might bring one of my sons if that's okay?

Lt. George Kirk, USS Enterprise (formerly Kelvin)

To: Jim kirktastic
Hey kiddo. What say we get together, tear up the town? Haven't seen you a lot recently. Go visit an old shipmate of mine?

Dad

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[kirk_george]

George covered up a yawn as he walked into the lobby early. It wasn't like he was sleeping after all. He wondered if T'Lan would tell Jim any of the myriad horrible stories that she knew about him. Telling things just to embarrass him would be illogical, right? Although there was passing on history so that others would not repeat his mistakes. Maybe he should have just brought Chris.

But he wanted to bring Jim, show Jim off, and maybe remind Jim that there was a lot more to the Kelvin than the explosion at the end. Seemed like a lot of folks forgot there was four years and some odd months and days before that happened that they'd lived and worked together and had adventures, just like Jim was leading them into. Well, hopefully not just like but along similar, less embarrassing lines.

He hoped he'd covered up the under-eye circles and baggage otherwise he knew he'd be hearing it from T'Lan. He wagered it'd be one perfectly cutting remark, as she was so good at.

[kirktastic]

Not that Jim was doing much better himself. He wasn't sleeping well, or eating well... just how he dealt with his own stress. Keep it clear out of everything else, let his body take the pressure. His body knew it well, after all.

Jim brought a bagel with him, thinking his father probably didn't eat. It was a good cover story, anyway. Once he spotted George, he walked over and gave a smile. "Hey, Dad." He offered over the napkin covered bagel. "Brought you part of our breakfast."

[kirk_george]

George looked his son over intently. "Do you need to borrow some concealer? I've got some for emergency situations. Chris gets upset when my undereye circles get dark. I'm sure Bones is just as big a worry-wart." Not that Chris knew he had concealer. He'd actually had to buy his own now that Winona was no longer part of their lives, rather than filching hers.

He took the bagel. "Everything bagel, excellent. I brought coffee for us both." He indicated the coffee mugs. "Sit down while I eat? I wasn't sure what you like in your coffee." George himself just drank it black. Hated it anyway but it was a good boost for his system to think it had energy.

[kirktastic]

Jim raised an eyebrow. "I don't wear makeup." Well, not unless it was a bet.

The coffee, not so much real food, actually sounded good. He nodded and took up the mug, not really caring. It was bitter and strong and that was fine for his attitude so far that morning. "Thanks. I'll need the boost."

[kirk_george]

"When the other choice is folks worrying, a little makeup is a small price to pay. How's the Enterprise's modifications and repairs going?" George tore the bagel into bit-sized pieces before starting to eat each piece. He alternated sips of coffee and bites of the bagels. The coffee was brewed dark as the devil's soul, with plenty of kick to it.

[kirktastic]

"Going well, far as I know. She'll be up and ready and at full working order pretty damn soon." Jim was grateful for it. He pulled a small face at the coffee, but drank some of it anyway.

[kirk_george]

"Any interesting repairs or is it just the Starfleet's endless fiddling?" George questioned curiously. Seemed like Starfleet was forever jacking around with the Kelvin's systems, and a time or two even going so far as to mess with his communications settings, defaulting them to where he had to spend an entire shift fixing them back to his own defaults. He never penalized his communications folks when they had to take the time to do that. After all, everyone was an individual, however much he had a sneaky suspicion that Starfleet would have preferred them to be mold-perfect. "T'Lan used to spend a week or two bitching after they fucked with the Kelvin's systems depending on how much they screwed things up. Well, the Vulcan equivalent of bitching."

[kirktastic]

"Sickbay's been moved. I dunno what Pike was thinking if it was his choice to do it but it was in one of the worst places possible. Too exposed to an attack. It's safe and secure in the center of the saucer now." Jim seemed pleased with that change.

"I didn't know the Vulcans had an equivalent -- oh wait, yes I did." His lips quirked.

[kirk_george]

"That's good. I'll let him know you're reorganizing his baby," George teased. Honestly it was a good idea. He didn't want to wind up getting injured and then blown up. That would just stink. "We're starting to figure out wedding details."

"It involves more blank-faced than usual and mutters about 'highly illogical' not that I could disagree...never let anyone change the defaults on the communications station."

[kirktastic]

"Not his baby anymore," couldn't help it, he was doing a whole new list of things to Pike's baby. The shields were completely redone, sickbay was moved, transporters fixed up, and a few little other additions including one he couldn't wait to show Bones.

Wait -- whut? "Wedding details? So you're going forward with Pike?"

[kirk_george]

"Even when it's not your baby, if you made her it's always your baby," George said firmly. He was just hoping he'd be able to find stuff when they got back. "Did you warn sickbay it was being moved so they could pack up all their stuff? Are we going to be able to find sickbay? What else did you change?"

"Yeah, we're going through with it. Why not? We're still compatible, and somewhat even more. Even if she isn't here it shouldn't fuck up our happiness."

[kirktastic]

"Everyone was taken care of. It'll be just like it was before with more space, safer, and new direction signs put up around the ship." Jim chuckled a little.

But the mention of his mom took the smile off his face. It wasn't sitting easy with him, how his Mom had up and left. Again. "...I'm glad. I am."

[kirk_george]

"Space is good. Do you have a dedicated bed yet?" George questioned curiously. "Or is there just a dedicated wing for the obnoxious Kirk-family. Is it right near the transport stations?"

"We're wondering, well, at least I was wondering if you'd be the officiant. It looks like we're going to get married while on the Enterprise. Starfleet law does follow old Earth maritime Terran law that Captains are allowed to perform marriages."

[kirktastic]

Jim snorted at his father's teasing. But George's asking... he blinked at that, kind of surprised. Just hadn't expected it. "Me? ...Are you sure?" Jim tried to figure out fast if that was weird or not, that he would be marrying his father to his father-like figure.

[kirk_george]

"Well, who else?" George asked, smiling. "I'd ask your brother but he's no longer a Captain. And we want this to be an intimate affair."

"Besides, I'd be honored for you to do it for us. I'm thinking about asking your brother and Bones to be my best men."

[kirktastic]

"I thought you could only have one best man?" Jim tried to think back on what little he knew about weddings. "Of course I'll do it if you want me to." Meaning he had to study up on it. "...We talking a ship wide thing or... on the planet before we leave or what?"