Star Trek: Love in Pieces Ch5
lol late on posting ch5 on here. Currently trying to finish writing ch 6. gotta check my evil notes which seem to be growing longer gah to see whats in ch7. Hopefully work slows down soon cause man its sapping my time to write and making me tired.
Chapter 5: Conflict
Claws inched closer to his face as Spock used all his strength to keep the Sersian at bay. The brute was twice his size and almost as strong as any Vulcan. He could smell the creature’s fetid breath and a look of disgust shown in his dark brown eyes. A shout caught Spock’s attention and a sudden flaring of the bond made him falter. He could feel the Captain behind him and a few emotions leaked through his shields. The Captain was radiating panic, fear, but most of all courage. Spock wondered at why the Captain was behind him until sudden pain almost tore down his shields. He heard the crack of bone and the Captain’s sudden cry which was chocked off. Agony rippled through the bond and he could feel the human dying by degrees.
A green mist began to obscure everything and everyone around him. Spock barely noticed when the Sersian he battled was overpowering him. He didn’t notice when a razor sharp claw scratched his face or the toothy grin that appeared on reptilian features. All he felt was such intense anger that someone had dared to damage his bond mate. The careful Vulcan logic the he had cultivated for years suddenly shattered in an instance and he emotions roared to the surface. With a sudden savage twist, the Sersian howled in agony as his arms were ripped out of its sockets. Dark brown eyes blazed in ferocity, as Spock grabbed the creatures by the neck and with Vulcan strength flung it away from him. Whirling around on his heels, Spock let out an enraged cry and sunk his nails into the Sersian wrist that held Jim. Pulling the arm down, he heard bone crack and watched as it broke through blue flesh. The Sersian howled in agony and his arm dripped blackish blood onto the floor.
Spock caught Jim as he fell and pulled him closer to his body. He could feel the Captain gasping for breath and he glared at the Sersian. Holding the Captain tightly against his side, Spock raised his foot and with all the force he could muster slammed it into the Sersian’s chest. The creature cried out as bones broke and he sailed into the air. Spock ignored the pained cries as the Sersian fell into a fleeing crowd of people nearby. All he cared about was his bond mate’s pain and the urge to protect him. Spock cradled the Captain in his arms and gently touched his face. He could feel the spark that was Jim flickering in his mind and not even thinking descended into a meld with the human. Gently he circled the flickering form and surrounded it with his own. He gently fed it with his own strength and watched it glow brighter. There two selves enter twined and Spock let out a gasp. It was like finding something you were searching for all your life and yet so afraid to take it. A sudden presence outside the meld made Spock growl and gently as he could he extracted himself from Jim. A weapon was pressed against the back of his head and he froze.
“Don’t move,” a gravelly voiced said from behind Spock. “if you do your friend over there will suffer the consequences.”
A Sersian had an arm around McCoy’s neck and a phaser against his head. The Doctor looked at Spock in apology as he was dragged closer to them. Spock weighed the odds against them and found the chances of escaping very low. With the phasers pointed at the both of them and the Captain unconscious there was no chance of escape. The phaser was nudged against Spock’s skull again and he tensed.
“Get up Vulcan man and move away from the human.”
Spock tightened his arms around the Captain but knew had to let him go. To resist could prove fatal or worse. The Vulcan raised his head and looked at the Doctor. Blues eyes met dark brown and something passed between them. Laying the Captain on the ground Spock gently smoothed the Captain’s golden hair back from his forehead and gave a slight nod.
McCoy had been waiting until the creature relaxed a fraction and the cue from Spock. The phaser was not against his skull anymore and he said a prayer. Slamming his skull back he felt it connect with the Sersian head with a loud crack. A sudden shout almost deafened him but he ignored it. With a sharp elbow to the chest he broke free and dropped to the ground. He heard another cry and felt something whoosh over his head. Scrambling on all fours, he turned around and smiled. The Sersian were sprawled on top of each other and unconscious.
“That Doctor was a dangerous gamble.”
A laugh escaped McCoy. “It wasn’t like we had much of a choice Spock.” The doctor shrugged. “It was either risk it all or be captured by the goon squad.”
“Indeed.”
McCoy quickly bent over Jim and carefully examined him. A grimace crossed his face. Sighing he looked at Spock. “The good news is that his wounds aren’t fatal.”
“And the bad news?”
“One of his arms is broken and the other is badly bruised. I am a little worried about his neck since he is having a hard time trying to breath.”
The fighting was growing more intense around them as the Sersian guards were gaining the upper hand against the invaders. It wasn’t a good place for them to be and both officers knew it.
“Is it alright to move the Captain?”
McCoy smiled grimly. “No but we have no choice. “
The Captain was lifted with care as the two officers worked as a team. McCoy took the lead trying to find them a safe route out while Spock carried the Captain. Luck seemed to be on there side as Ambassador Perloian suddenly appeared.
“This way Doctor McCoy, Commander Spock.” Perloian shouted excitedly.
Quickly they followed him through the chaos and down several hallways. They were finally led into a room were many Sersian council members were taking refugee. Armed guards patrolled the area and for now they were safe. Perloian led the way to were there leader Thonirion was sitting. Thonirion looked a bit bruised and had torn clothing but appeared alright.
The Captain was gently laid on the ground and McCoy set to work. He wasn’t happy what the medical Tricorder showed him or the way the Captain was breathing. Using a hypo on Jim, McCoy looked up at Spock.
“We need to get him back to the Enterprise Spock. I can’t treat these injuries down here.”
Spock nodded. “Then we must return to our establishment. The communicators are there.”
“I will send some of the guards with you.” Thonirion looked down in sorrow at the Captain. “Hopefully when the situation down here isn’t most dire we will be able to talk again.”
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Pain. Jim let out a moan as his old friend pain rose up to greet him. Sometimes he wondered if pain liked to follow him around like a puppy. He must have been in one hell of a fight with something big. It was always the big guys who threw the hardest hits which of course left him feeling like hell. A hiss of a hypospray had him opening tired eyes and staring directly at an angry face. Uh oh Bones looked pissed so he must have done something that had not pleased the Doctor. If looks could kill he would be a dead man.
Licking dry lips he tried to speak. “How bad is it?”
“Bad enough for me to start up drinking.” McCoy wrote down some readings on a PADD and pushed a few buttons on the machine overhead. “Did you have to take someone on bigger then you Jim or is it a macho complex?”
Jim tried to laugh but coughed instead. His throat was so dry and in agony. Just what the hell had happened?”
“I wouldn’t try to talk or laugh if I were you.” McCoy glared down at Jim. The Captain squirmed at the heated look. “Your throat was almost crushed which caused some swelling. And your arm was fractured with pieces of bone everywhere and that was not a fun time to clean up.”
Jim tried to look apologetic but failed. “I am sorry Bones. Now could you please tell me what happened? I can’t really remember since my mind is a bit fuzzy.”
McCoy grinned evilly. “That would be the hypospray I gave you. Can’t have you trying to get out of Sickbay before I say so.”
An angry retort was cut off by a sleepy yawn. Jim tried to stay away but was soon unconscious. A gleeful grin crossed McCoy’s face and he could here Nurse Chapel chuckling nearby.
“That was most devious Doctor.”
“Well it’s the only way to keep our foolish Captain in bed Spock.” McCoy wrote down a few more things on the PADD before handing it to Nurse Chapel. He turned and looked at Spock. “It was either drug him or watch him try to overdo things when he was injured. How is the situation below?”
Spock clasped his hands behind his back. “It appears that the Sersian council has gained the upper hand and subdued the attackers. Although they are not forthcoming on why this incident occurred.”
“Secretive bastards.”
“I have to concur.” Spock walked over to the Captain. The human was sleeping and appeared to be in no pain. “Starfleet is sending the U.S.S Epsilon with an Ambassador on board to take over this situation.”
“What then why send us?”
“Perhaps at the time the situation was peaceful. Now it has gotten out of hand and they fear that the treaty will not happen.” Spock gave a slight shrug. “We have been given permission for shore leave.”
McCoy threw his hands up. “First they say no then they say yes. It’s enough to drive a man crazy.”
Spock watched as McCoy stalked away to his office in annoyance. A slight smile appeared on the Vulcan’s face. He regarded the Captain for a moment and gently brushed back the golden hair that curled on the human’s forehead. His finger tips brushed against the Captain skin and Spock felt a small spark. Jerking his hand back sharply he took a deep breath. The bond was calling to him but he ignored it. Striding out of sickbay, it was time to set a course for New Vulcan. The crew would get a chance for shore leave and there the bond could be broken. He couldn’t help but be perplexed as to why he had touched the Captain again without any justification. It was as if he needed to reassure himself that the Captain was alright by touching him. His human side was delighted by the touch but his Vulcan side was confused. After his duties were over he would go to his quarters and mediate. It was logical that he could purge theses feelings or so he hoped.
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TBC
Chapter 5: Conflict
Claws inched closer to his face as Spock used all his strength to keep the Sersian at bay. The brute was twice his size and almost as strong as any Vulcan. He could smell the creature’s fetid breath and a look of disgust shown in his dark brown eyes. A shout caught Spock’s attention and a sudden flaring of the bond made him falter. He could feel the Captain behind him and a few emotions leaked through his shields. The Captain was radiating panic, fear, but most of all courage. Spock wondered at why the Captain was behind him until sudden pain almost tore down his shields. He heard the crack of bone and the Captain’s sudden cry which was chocked off. Agony rippled through the bond and he could feel the human dying by degrees.
A green mist began to obscure everything and everyone around him. Spock barely noticed when the Sersian he battled was overpowering him. He didn’t notice when a razor sharp claw scratched his face or the toothy grin that appeared on reptilian features. All he felt was such intense anger that someone had dared to damage his bond mate. The careful Vulcan logic the he had cultivated for years suddenly shattered in an instance and he emotions roared to the surface. With a sudden savage twist, the Sersian howled in agony as his arms were ripped out of its sockets. Dark brown eyes blazed in ferocity, as Spock grabbed the creatures by the neck and with Vulcan strength flung it away from him. Whirling around on his heels, Spock let out an enraged cry and sunk his nails into the Sersian wrist that held Jim. Pulling the arm down, he heard bone crack and watched as it broke through blue flesh. The Sersian howled in agony and his arm dripped blackish blood onto the floor.
Spock caught Jim as he fell and pulled him closer to his body. He could feel the Captain gasping for breath and he glared at the Sersian. Holding the Captain tightly against his side, Spock raised his foot and with all the force he could muster slammed it into the Sersian’s chest. The creature cried out as bones broke and he sailed into the air. Spock ignored the pained cries as the Sersian fell into a fleeing crowd of people nearby. All he cared about was his bond mate’s pain and the urge to protect him. Spock cradled the Captain in his arms and gently touched his face. He could feel the spark that was Jim flickering in his mind and not even thinking descended into a meld with the human. Gently he circled the flickering form and surrounded it with his own. He gently fed it with his own strength and watched it glow brighter. There two selves enter twined and Spock let out a gasp. It was like finding something you were searching for all your life and yet so afraid to take it. A sudden presence outside the meld made Spock growl and gently as he could he extracted himself from Jim. A weapon was pressed against the back of his head and he froze.
“Don’t move,” a gravelly voiced said from behind Spock. “if you do your friend over there will suffer the consequences.”
A Sersian had an arm around McCoy’s neck and a phaser against his head. The Doctor looked at Spock in apology as he was dragged closer to them. Spock weighed the odds against them and found the chances of escaping very low. With the phasers pointed at the both of them and the Captain unconscious there was no chance of escape. The phaser was nudged against Spock’s skull again and he tensed.
“Get up Vulcan man and move away from the human.”
Spock tightened his arms around the Captain but knew had to let him go. To resist could prove fatal or worse. The Vulcan raised his head and looked at the Doctor. Blues eyes met dark brown and something passed between them. Laying the Captain on the ground Spock gently smoothed the Captain’s golden hair back from his forehead and gave a slight nod.
McCoy had been waiting until the creature relaxed a fraction and the cue from Spock. The phaser was not against his skull anymore and he said a prayer. Slamming his skull back he felt it connect with the Sersian head with a loud crack. A sudden shout almost deafened him but he ignored it. With a sharp elbow to the chest he broke free and dropped to the ground. He heard another cry and felt something whoosh over his head. Scrambling on all fours, he turned around and smiled. The Sersian were sprawled on top of each other and unconscious.
“That Doctor was a dangerous gamble.”
A laugh escaped McCoy. “It wasn’t like we had much of a choice Spock.” The doctor shrugged. “It was either risk it all or be captured by the goon squad.”
“Indeed.”
McCoy quickly bent over Jim and carefully examined him. A grimace crossed his face. Sighing he looked at Spock. “The good news is that his wounds aren’t fatal.”
“And the bad news?”
“One of his arms is broken and the other is badly bruised. I am a little worried about his neck since he is having a hard time trying to breath.”
The fighting was growing more intense around them as the Sersian guards were gaining the upper hand against the invaders. It wasn’t a good place for them to be and both officers knew it.
“Is it alright to move the Captain?”
McCoy smiled grimly. “No but we have no choice. “
The Captain was lifted with care as the two officers worked as a team. McCoy took the lead trying to find them a safe route out while Spock carried the Captain. Luck seemed to be on there side as Ambassador Perloian suddenly appeared.
“This way Doctor McCoy, Commander Spock.” Perloian shouted excitedly.
Quickly they followed him through the chaos and down several hallways. They were finally led into a room were many Sersian council members were taking refugee. Armed guards patrolled the area and for now they were safe. Perloian led the way to were there leader Thonirion was sitting. Thonirion looked a bit bruised and had torn clothing but appeared alright.
The Captain was gently laid on the ground and McCoy set to work. He wasn’t happy what the medical Tricorder showed him or the way the Captain was breathing. Using a hypo on Jim, McCoy looked up at Spock.
“We need to get him back to the Enterprise Spock. I can’t treat these injuries down here.”
Spock nodded. “Then we must return to our establishment. The communicators are there.”
“I will send some of the guards with you.” Thonirion looked down in sorrow at the Captain. “Hopefully when the situation down here isn’t most dire we will be able to talk again.”
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Pain. Jim let out a moan as his old friend pain rose up to greet him. Sometimes he wondered if pain liked to follow him around like a puppy. He must have been in one hell of a fight with something big. It was always the big guys who threw the hardest hits which of course left him feeling like hell. A hiss of a hypospray had him opening tired eyes and staring directly at an angry face. Uh oh Bones looked pissed so he must have done something that had not pleased the Doctor. If looks could kill he would be a dead man.
Licking dry lips he tried to speak. “How bad is it?”
“Bad enough for me to start up drinking.” McCoy wrote down some readings on a PADD and pushed a few buttons on the machine overhead. “Did you have to take someone on bigger then you Jim or is it a macho complex?”
Jim tried to laugh but coughed instead. His throat was so dry and in agony. Just what the hell had happened?”
“I wouldn’t try to talk or laugh if I were you.” McCoy glared down at Jim. The Captain squirmed at the heated look. “Your throat was almost crushed which caused some swelling. And your arm was fractured with pieces of bone everywhere and that was not a fun time to clean up.”
Jim tried to look apologetic but failed. “I am sorry Bones. Now could you please tell me what happened? I can’t really remember since my mind is a bit fuzzy.”
McCoy grinned evilly. “That would be the hypospray I gave you. Can’t have you trying to get out of Sickbay before I say so.”
An angry retort was cut off by a sleepy yawn. Jim tried to stay away but was soon unconscious. A gleeful grin crossed McCoy’s face and he could here Nurse Chapel chuckling nearby.
“That was most devious Doctor.”
“Well it’s the only way to keep our foolish Captain in bed Spock.” McCoy wrote down a few more things on the PADD before handing it to Nurse Chapel. He turned and looked at Spock. “It was either drug him or watch him try to overdo things when he was injured. How is the situation below?”
Spock clasped his hands behind his back. “It appears that the Sersian council has gained the upper hand and subdued the attackers. Although they are not forthcoming on why this incident occurred.”
“Secretive bastards.”
“I have to concur.” Spock walked over to the Captain. The human was sleeping and appeared to be in no pain. “Starfleet is sending the U.S.S Epsilon with an Ambassador on board to take over this situation.”
“What then why send us?”
“Perhaps at the time the situation was peaceful. Now it has gotten out of hand and they fear that the treaty will not happen.” Spock gave a slight shrug. “We have been given permission for shore leave.”
McCoy threw his hands up. “First they say no then they say yes. It’s enough to drive a man crazy.”
Spock watched as McCoy stalked away to his office in annoyance. A slight smile appeared on the Vulcan’s face. He regarded the Captain for a moment and gently brushed back the golden hair that curled on the human’s forehead. His finger tips brushed against the Captain skin and Spock felt a small spark. Jerking his hand back sharply he took a deep breath. The bond was calling to him but he ignored it. Striding out of sickbay, it was time to set a course for New Vulcan. The crew would get a chance for shore leave and there the bond could be broken. He couldn’t help but be perplexed as to why he had touched the Captain again without any justification. It was as if he needed to reassure himself that the Captain was alright by touching him. His human side was delighted by the touch but his Vulcan side was confused. After his duties were over he would go to his quarters and mediate. It was logical that he could purge theses feelings or so he hoped.
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TBC