Mesuvulava: CH: 6: Christmas Snow
MESUVULAVA
Vulcan meaning: transformation: the act or an instance of transforming; a marked change, as in appearance or character, usually for the better
CH 1| Ta’Navi
CH: 2: Hot Chocolate
CH 3| Vulcan Called Spock
CH 4 | In the ears
CH 5 | Eat At Dean’s
CH: 6
CHRISTMAS SNOW
BY: Wolfa Moon
SUM: His Snow angel
DIS: Own nothing.
CHRISTMAS SNOW
Christmas time is ruff on all of them. Especially when ones body temp is above the norm. Cold doesn’t react to well to Vulcan physiology. Jim came into their room whistling some god awful ancient tune. Apple half eaten. And a bag in the other. Snow melting in his hair. Yet some still remained on his shoulders.
“Bones come on. It’s Christmas. We’re heading out.”
McCoy had holed herself in their room. Writing to her mom and not viding her. Afraid of what her mother would say. How could she explain? Now here she is on Christmas Eve sulking. Staring out he window. Watching the scheduled snowfall. This year the request for snow going through to weather control. To be festive.
Kirk approached his friends. The holidays have never been the favorites with him. Last year McCoy took him home to celebrate with his family. Now where is the family? Unknown to the fact that their son is now a daughter. Jim approached the multilayered creature by the window. It had only been about a month. 6 weeks ago they had plans to go to the McCoy homestead. But here they are. McCoy still afraid to come out of her shell. Coming over he sat beside her.
“Bones?” her eyes didn’t waver from the view. “Bones?” she shuddered.
“My mother called. I …” Looking far into the distance.
“Well,” Jim loves Mrs. McCoy. She had welcomed him in with open arms. Made him feel family.
“I hung up on her.”
“Bones,” Kirk sighed. McCoy had changed. Gone was the ill tempered grouchy doctor. No here is a scared fragile emotional female Vulcan. Kirk being the ladies man. Hell he liked the average guy every once in a while. “Do you want me to tell her?” McCoy nodded. Then began to shake her head.
“I don’t know how to tell her.” Pulling the blankets tighter around her frame. “Hey mah guess what your strapping son has been body swapped with a female Vulcan. And my skin is in Starfleet medical’s vault.” Kirk laughed. McCoy just looked stun at him. Long hair falling in front of her eyes. Moving forward Kirk pushed it out of her face. The hair going over the pointed ear. Stroking it to the top. Kirk stopped stunned at his action. McCoy looked right into his eyes. Stunned. They stare then back apart. Kirk stands holding up her present. A new white female snow jacket.
“Come on, let’s get out of here. Go for a walk in the snow.”
“Hate to break this to you. Vulcan’s don’t like the cold.”
“Hence the jacket.” McCoy stared at him. “Come on Bones. I’ll call your mom and explain everything to her.” McCoy nods. He had lost so much. Even the right to be called a he. The right to be human. Family and Jim were the only things she had left.
“Ok Jim.” Kirk smiled. She had been adapting. But it took time. Everything took time. She took the jacket he bought her. Putting it on. Then he handed her some gloves. She placed them over her hands. “How do I look?” Jim could have said a thousands things. But only one came out.
“An angel.” McCoy smirked.
“Thanks Jim.”
CHRISTMAS SNOW
Stepping outside the snow fell silently. Fallen snow crunched under their feet. Jim followed a little behind to observe his friend. This had been tough on him. More on his best friend. He could just watch as the snow fell on her. The snow melting on her hot head. But then they began to lay. Forming a light halo around her head. Kirk followed. They didn’t talk. Well they never did. Just being together is enough. Having somebody to cheer on your sidelines.
When Kirk was younger he didn’t have much faith in things. Most of his faith lied in hiding in the tallest trees. The deepest holes. Believing his father was an angel looking down on him. He must be if he had survived all that. Then sent him a real one when he really thought himself lost. Sure but unsure. Should he run to protect himself or should he remain tall so they could see. Then the tangible guardian came out of the refresher. Someone to ground him. stand up for him. To see him for James T. Kirk. Not the father’s son. Pike’s golden boy.
He had Bones. And watched as she stood still. Looking up. Her letting the snow cascade upon her face. Relishing in the cold. Wasn’t really that cold out. But to Vulcan’s
To others Bones is a freak.
To Jim she is his angel. All his. And now she had fallen. Fallen hard. Looking up he thanks the heavens for her. For keeping his best friend by his side. Even though not in the original package. Bones is still here. With him.
One who has perched on his shoulder. Someone he never knew he had till she was forced to change. But remained.
“So you ready?” watching her turn to face him. The snow swirling around her, with her.
“Ready?” snow falling.
“Yeah. We’re gonna be late for dinner.” McCoy raises an eyebrow. “I called your mom this afternoon. Well she called me and I told her something happen. She is expecting us for dinner.”
“Jim.” She shakes her head. Snow falling from her halo. Jim steps closer pulling her toward him. Not gonna let her run away.
“You’re my best friend.” My only friend. Kirk tilts his head toward her. Looking into her eyes. She looks up to at him. He pauses.
“Thank you Jim, I care for you too.” She tilts her head a little bit. Rubbing against his temple. He smiles. Breathing in deep he lets his frosted breath mingle with hers. He was the one now falling. And Bones always here to catch him. Always catching. But he had thrown her up into the air. Making her fly in the snow. Helping her fly toward family. Taking him with her. Both needing the other.
“Thank you Bones.”
CH: 7
Breathing Space
BY: Wolfa Moon
SUM: Breathing space: by: x-ray dogs
| Breathing Space
Vulcan meaning: transformation: the act or an instance of transforming; a marked change, as in appearance or character, usually for the better
CH 1| Ta’Navi
CH: 2: Hot Chocolate
CH 3| Vulcan Called Spock
CH 4 | In the ears
CH 5 | Eat At Dean’s
CH: 6
CHRISTMAS SNOW
BY: Wolfa Moon
SUM: His Snow angel
DIS: Own nothing.
CHRISTMAS SNOW
Christmas time is ruff on all of them. Especially when ones body temp is above the norm. Cold doesn’t react to well to Vulcan physiology. Jim came into their room whistling some god awful ancient tune. Apple half eaten. And a bag in the other. Snow melting in his hair. Yet some still remained on his shoulders.
“Bones come on. It’s Christmas. We’re heading out.”
McCoy had holed herself in their room. Writing to her mom and not viding her. Afraid of what her mother would say. How could she explain? Now here she is on Christmas Eve sulking. Staring out he window. Watching the scheduled snowfall. This year the request for snow going through to weather control. To be festive.
Kirk approached his friends. The holidays have never been the favorites with him. Last year McCoy took him home to celebrate with his family. Now where is the family? Unknown to the fact that their son is now a daughter. Jim approached the multilayered creature by the window. It had only been about a month. 6 weeks ago they had plans to go to the McCoy homestead. But here they are. McCoy still afraid to come out of her shell. Coming over he sat beside her.
“Bones?” her eyes didn’t waver from the view. “Bones?” she shuddered.
“My mother called. I …” Looking far into the distance.
“Well,” Jim loves Mrs. McCoy. She had welcomed him in with open arms. Made him feel family.
“I hung up on her.”
“Bones,” Kirk sighed. McCoy had changed. Gone was the ill tempered grouchy doctor. No here is a scared fragile emotional female Vulcan. Kirk being the ladies man. Hell he liked the average guy every once in a while. “Do you want me to tell her?” McCoy nodded. Then began to shake her head.
“I don’t know how to tell her.” Pulling the blankets tighter around her frame. “Hey mah guess what your strapping son has been body swapped with a female Vulcan. And my skin is in Starfleet medical’s vault.” Kirk laughed. McCoy just looked stun at him. Long hair falling in front of her eyes. Moving forward Kirk pushed it out of her face. The hair going over the pointed ear. Stroking it to the top. Kirk stopped stunned at his action. McCoy looked right into his eyes. Stunned. They stare then back apart. Kirk stands holding up her present. A new white female snow jacket.
“Come on, let’s get out of here. Go for a walk in the snow.”
“Hate to break this to you. Vulcan’s don’t like the cold.”
“Hence the jacket.” McCoy stared at him. “Come on Bones. I’ll call your mom and explain everything to her.” McCoy nods. He had lost so much. Even the right to be called a he. The right to be human. Family and Jim were the only things she had left.
“Ok Jim.” Kirk smiled. She had been adapting. But it took time. Everything took time. She took the jacket he bought her. Putting it on. Then he handed her some gloves. She placed them over her hands. “How do I look?” Jim could have said a thousands things. But only one came out.
“An angel.” McCoy smirked.
“Thanks Jim.”
CHRISTMAS SNOW
Stepping outside the snow fell silently. Fallen snow crunched under their feet. Jim followed a little behind to observe his friend. This had been tough on him. More on his best friend. He could just watch as the snow fell on her. The snow melting on her hot head. But then they began to lay. Forming a light halo around her head. Kirk followed. They didn’t talk. Well they never did. Just being together is enough. Having somebody to cheer on your sidelines.
When Kirk was younger he didn’t have much faith in things. Most of his faith lied in hiding in the tallest trees. The deepest holes. Believing his father was an angel looking down on him. He must be if he had survived all that. Then sent him a real one when he really thought himself lost. Sure but unsure. Should he run to protect himself or should he remain tall so they could see. Then the tangible guardian came out of the refresher. Someone to ground him. stand up for him. To see him for James T. Kirk. Not the father’s son. Pike’s golden boy.
He had Bones. And watched as she stood still. Looking up. Her letting the snow cascade upon her face. Relishing in the cold. Wasn’t really that cold out. But to Vulcan’s
To others Bones is a freak.
To Jim she is his angel. All his. And now she had fallen. Fallen hard. Looking up he thanks the heavens for her. For keeping his best friend by his side. Even though not in the original package. Bones is still here. With him.
One who has perched on his shoulder. Someone he never knew he had till she was forced to change. But remained.
“So you ready?” watching her turn to face him. The snow swirling around her, with her.
“Ready?” snow falling.
“Yeah. We’re gonna be late for dinner.” McCoy raises an eyebrow. “I called your mom this afternoon. Well she called me and I told her something happen. She is expecting us for dinner.”
“Jim.” She shakes her head. Snow falling from her halo. Jim steps closer pulling her toward him. Not gonna let her run away.
“You’re my best friend.” My only friend. Kirk tilts his head toward her. Looking into her eyes. She looks up to at him. He pauses.
“Thank you Jim, I care for you too.” She tilts her head a little bit. Rubbing against his temple. He smiles. Breathing in deep he lets his frosted breath mingle with hers. He was the one now falling. And Bones always here to catch him. Always catching. But he had thrown her up into the air. Making her fly in the snow. Helping her fly toward family. Taking him with her. Both needing the other.
“Thank you Bones.”
CH: 7
Breathing Space
BY: Wolfa Moon
SUM: Breathing space: by: x-ray dogs
| Breathing Space