Broken Symbols 12/13
Title: Broken Symbols
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Star Trek belongs to Gene Roddenberry and the reboot to JJ Abrams. Doom belongs to someone else. Everything else is mine.
Warnings: Slash, Crossover (Doom), medical ickiness, spoilers (Doom, Star Trek), Language, Angst, Questionable Science
Summary: McCoy deals with too many things at once, while Kirk finally figures out his feelings for the doctor.
Author's Notes: We're almost finished with this story *sad face*
Chapter Twelve: Selik's Farewell
Bridge, USS Enterprise; Two weeks later
Kirk wasn't sure what he had been expecting after Matherson had operated on him, making him able to be safely exposed to C-24, but he was sure it wasn't the anticlimactic lack of change that did happen.
His musings were interrupted by Lt Uhura, informing him that they were being hailed by the Sylar.
"On-screen, Uhura," Kirk ordered.
"Captain Kirk, it was nice getting to know you and your crew," Matherson said. "Tell Doctor McCoy that he should trust you with his heart, if he hasn't already done so."
Kirk smiled.
"I'll make sure he understands," Kirk assured Matherson. "May I speak with the Ambassador?"
Moments later, Selik came into view.
"Jim?" he asked.
Kirk held up his hand in the traditional Vulcan gesture as he spoke.
"Live long and prosper, Ambassador," the captain said.
Selik's eyes twinkled as he copied Kirk's gesture.
"Peace and long life, Jim," the old Vulcan replied.
"Okay, can we go now?" called Matherson from off-screen.
Kirk snorted.
"Yes, Matherson, you can go now," Kirk said.
"Good," the doctor remarked, before cutting the signal on his end.
Moments later, the Sylar vanished, back in the timeline it belonged in.
"Spock, you have the conn," Kirk said.
"Captain?" the half-Vulcan asked.
"I'm going to pay McCoy a surprise visit in Sickbay," he explained.
Spock nodded.
"Please inform the doctor that the Bridge crew wishes him a swift return to duty, sir," he requested.
"I shall do that, Mr. Spock," the captain replied.
~*~
Bridge, USS Montgomery Scott; Somewhere in Space, 'Original' timeline
"Lt Wilkins?" Rosalyn asked.
"It's only been an hour and thirty minutes, ma'am," Wilkins reminded the captain, not looking up.
Rosalyn scowled at the back of the on-duty comms officer's head.
"Captain!" called Ensign Patterson excitedly. "The wormhole's opening again!"
"Is anything coming out this time, Ensign?" Morrison asked.
"No-wait, there's ship coming out of the wormhole, sir," the young ensign replied.
"Is it the Sylar?" Rosalyn asked.
"Looks like her, ma'am," Patterson replied, "but the sensors aren't able to make her out clearly enough to be completely certain."
"Wilkins, go to yellow alert," Morrison ordered.
Used to the unique style of command of Rosalyn and her first officer/husband, Wilkins obeyed without hesitation.
"Middleton to Bridge."
"Parks here. What is it, Doctor Middleton?" Rosalyn responded.
"What's going on up there?" Julius Middleton, Montgomery Scott's assistant Chief Medical Officer (and husband of the ship's Chief Medical Officer, James Matherson).
"There's a ship coming through the wormhole, Doctor," Rosalyn replied.
"The Sylar?" Julius asked hopefully.
"Looks like it," the captain replied.
"Captain, it is the Sylar!" Patterson called. "Sensors are making her out clearly now!"
Rosalyn smiled as she relayed this information to Julius.
"Davis, Coffee, come with me," Julius ordered, their responses too faint for Rosalyn's ears.
"Julius, you left the comm on again," the captain called with a soft smile.
"Don't tell James," Julius replied. "Middleton out."
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Rating: R
Disclaimer: Star Trek belongs to Gene Roddenberry and the reboot to JJ Abrams. Doom belongs to someone else. Everything else is mine.
Warnings: Slash, Crossover (Doom), medical ickiness, spoilers (Doom, Star Trek), Language, Angst, Questionable Science
Summary: McCoy deals with too many things at once, while Kirk finally figures out his feelings for the doctor.
Author's Notes: We're almost finished with this story *sad face*
Chapter Twelve: Selik's Farewell
Bridge, USS Enterprise; Two weeks later
Kirk wasn't sure what he had been expecting after Matherson had operated on him, making him able to be safely exposed to C-24, but he was sure it wasn't the anticlimactic lack of change that did happen.
His musings were interrupted by Lt Uhura, informing him that they were being hailed by the Sylar.
"On-screen, Uhura," Kirk ordered.
"Captain Kirk, it was nice getting to know you and your crew," Matherson said. "Tell Doctor McCoy that he should trust you with his heart, if he hasn't already done so."
Kirk smiled.
"I'll make sure he understands," Kirk assured Matherson. "May I speak with the Ambassador?"
Moments later, Selik came into view.
"Jim?" he asked.
Kirk held up his hand in the traditional Vulcan gesture as he spoke.
"Live long and prosper, Ambassador," the captain said.
Selik's eyes twinkled as he copied Kirk's gesture.
"Peace and long life, Jim," the old Vulcan replied.
"Okay, can we go now?" called Matherson from off-screen.
Kirk snorted.
"Yes, Matherson, you can go now," Kirk said.
"Good," the doctor remarked, before cutting the signal on his end.
Moments later, the Sylar vanished, back in the timeline it belonged in.
"Spock, you have the conn," Kirk said.
"Captain?" the half-Vulcan asked.
"I'm going to pay McCoy a surprise visit in Sickbay," he explained.
Spock nodded.
"Please inform the doctor that the Bridge crew wishes him a swift return to duty, sir," he requested.
"I shall do that, Mr. Spock," the captain replied.
~*~
Bridge, USS Montgomery Scott; Somewhere in Space, 'Original' timeline
"Lt Wilkins?" Rosalyn asked.
"It's only been an hour and thirty minutes, ma'am," Wilkins reminded the captain, not looking up.
Rosalyn scowled at the back of the on-duty comms officer's head.
"Captain!" called Ensign Patterson excitedly. "The wormhole's opening again!"
"Is anything coming out this time, Ensign?" Morrison asked.
"No-wait, there's ship coming out of the wormhole, sir," the young ensign replied.
"Is it the Sylar?" Rosalyn asked.
"Looks like her, ma'am," Patterson replied, "but the sensors aren't able to make her out clearly enough to be completely certain."
"Wilkins, go to yellow alert," Morrison ordered.
Used to the unique style of command of Rosalyn and her first officer/husband, Wilkins obeyed without hesitation.
"Middleton to Bridge."
"Parks here. What is it, Doctor Middleton?" Rosalyn responded.
"What's going on up there?" Julius Middleton, Montgomery Scott's assistant Chief Medical Officer (and husband of the ship's Chief Medical Officer, James Matherson).
"There's a ship coming through the wormhole, Doctor," Rosalyn replied.
"The Sylar?" Julius asked hopefully.
"Looks like it," the captain replied.
"Captain, it is the Sylar!" Patterson called. "Sensors are making her out clearly now!"
Rosalyn smiled as she relayed this information to Julius.
"Davis, Coffee, come with me," Julius ordered, their responses too faint for Rosalyn's ears.
"Julius, you left the comm on again," the captain called with a soft smile.
"Don't tell James," Julius replied. "Middleton out."
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