K/S Hospital Scene bc Into Darkness was so K/S TASTIC

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It was so sudden. He woke up with a flash, bright lights, soft sounds, a bed, he was alive?? But he'd died in the chamber...in engineering. Spock and he had exchanged that vulcan hand-thing whatever the hell it was. He'd died, he was dead. Was this heaven? Holy....

No. Bones was here nagging at him.

"Oh don't be so melodramatic, you were barely dead. You've been out cold for two weeks."

He was so...taken aback. What had happened? He just remembered being in the locked chamber watching Spock shed tears, glimmering tears of anguish as he slowly died of radiation poisoning... his heart lurched at the memory. He didn't know the vulcan was even capable...

And then Spock was in the room, approaching him. Suddenly... everything else was forgotten. Hell even Bones was gone in his mind, though he could hear the doctor put in a "You know Uhura and I had something to do with it too."

"....Thanks, Spock... for saving my life..."
 

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[spohkh]

[Spock doesn't follow Jim out the door... instead he opts to stay right where he was standing, regarding the woman before him.

This was not what he was expecting... or, at least hoped wouldn't be the case. Jim was right once again. Then again, he seems to know his mother more than his mother knows him...
Spock nearly shakes his head in sad amazement.]

Missus Kirk. It seems that you have neglected to take care of yourself after last night's discussion.
You must forgive me if what I ask is disrespectful, however may I inquire as to why you have resigned yourself to such behaviour?
[Drinking was irresponsible. Illogical.
Of course the Vulcan saw how humans used the substance as a way of 'letting loose' and having 'fun' during social events. But this?
This was appalling.

She had once again proven that she was entirely immersed in herself... walling Jim out with her drink.
Surely she knew what she was doing? Spock had higher hopes for adults.

Spock hated being wrong.]

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_{[Well being wrong was something Spock would have to get accustomed to when it came to Winona Kirk. She didn't look at Spock as she poured more amber liquid into a mug.]}

It's not disrespectful. And it's keeping me relaxed. It's keeping me from going crazy, that's a thing I doubt a vulcan would understand, no offense.

_{[She can sense the vulcan doesn't approve but she doesn't care about his opinion honestly]}

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[Spock doesn't look impressed... then again, it's a Vulcan default.]

So you justify your actions by resorting to 'liquid courage'? You are, once again, ignoring the issue.
[That's right, Spock was implying that you're running away from your issues... You're so caught up in fear that you've been swallowed by self-pity.]

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Hmph. What the hell would you know about emotions?

_{[Her voice was low, sardonic, as dark as the bourbon she swallowed before she spoke again.]}

My son's not here now, tell me what you really think.

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[Spock's eyebrows creased in what could be interpreted as annoyance.
He debated whether or not it was wise to engage a drunk woman...
...no matter.]

Missus Kirk, your ignorance is appalling, I would suggest you cease making statements about things you do not fully comprehend.

You wish to know what I think? Do you truly wish to know? I am curious Missus Kirk, about what you actually know about Vulcans and emotions... and why you think I need knowledge of them to see what is transpiring here.

[Spock was giving Winona an out. They could speak now... or she could run away, like she always did.
Your move.]

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_{[she chuckled, almost enjoying this though she was trembling within.]}

Call me Winona.

_{[She'll have none of your sassing while calling her politely. Oh no. And her voice enriched itself with an angry contemptuous energy.]}

That's what I asked, Commander Spock. And why don't you educate me about how wrong I am? It seems to be a theme this weekend.

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I hold the right to use the first name of individuals of whom I respect Missus Kirk.
[That's right, you'll have to earn it. Spock's not very happy right now.]

How wrong you are? Fascinating... [Spock could hardly believe that after everything... Winona was refusing to see what was right in front of her.
The Vulcan only gave a moment for pity before he once again turned a hard eye on the blond woman.]
I believe it would be wise for you to shift your focus. Tell me, it is logical that when one is presented with their mistakes to better themselves? Or to wallow in self-pity so that they my continue making those mistakes?

This is not a difficult situation Missus Kirk. It does not matter right now that you were wrong... it matters that Jim has a responsible, responsive mother in his life.

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_{[She huffed as she was cast down. Fine, don't respect her? She doesn't care but that was a clever insult.]}

Jim doesn't have a mother, right. You too... or did that come from you? Is that it?

Fine, I'm a failure. I get it. He doesn't need to bother with me anymore, and neither do you. Unless you have some sick enjoyment you're getting from this and don't you lecture me kid.

Are you a parent? Do you have any idea what this feels like?

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Kroykah!
[Spock practically growled the word to silence her madness. The Vulcan takes a moment to collect himself from that brief emotional display. He didn't mean to raise his voice.
Ka'adith.
Spock doesn't point fingers... his body language remaining calm while his face only gives a hint at his anger.]

You believe I do not comprehend loss? That you are the only victim in this scenario?
I understand perfectly what it is like to not have a mother. And if it is at all within my power... I will make certain that Jim never experiences that pain.
[Spock was silent for a moment... gathering his thoughts.]

He needs you... it is an apparent gap that I cannot fill for Jim. He needs you Missus Kirk. I would suggest putting the bottle away and, as they say, 'start fresh'.

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_{[She just huffed in response, about to wave him off.]}

Right, he was so hung up on your mother. I'm the bitch who wasted her life moping while your mother was an angel without wings. All my effort is for nothing, it's like I haven't even tried to get over it.

Do you think I would be that selfish? That I didn't want to be there for my children? I can't or I would have by now. You think you're the first person to ever care about Jim. Like you're going to save him from me.

Go on, see how that works out. I hope you do take him away from here, he's got a lot of awful memories of this place apparently.

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[Exasperation seems to cross the Vulcan's face...]

My mother was not an angel, and you are not a degrading classification for a female canine.
However, I must admit, you have a fascinating way of showing your care.
Whether you wish to believe it or not, I am not your enemy Missus Kirk. It is my wish to see both you and Jim in a healthy relationship.

Though I find myself confused... why do you believe that you cannot be there for them?
[The million dollar question.]

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... How thoughtful of you.

And don't you think if I could be better I would? Do you think I haven't tried? You come in here with nothing but judgment but not an ounce of understanding. Have you ever had to overcome something that was impossible for you? Have you ever been unable to cope?

You walk in my shoes a while, son. Then you talk to me.

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[Spock's eyes narrowed...]

Again, your ignorance is not appreciated, neither is your attempt at deflection. Answer the question Missus Kirk.
Why have you allowed yourself to become this?

[Was Spock upset? A little. The fact that she was attempting to degrade him by claiming that he did not understand was a low blow. Everyone had their traumas... their losses. And yet, everyone deals with it differently.]

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I dont--

I don't... Know.

[She turned away]

I don't know. Are you happy? I tried to figure it out, went to therapy, read all the books. I can't get out of the place I'm in. I'd love to be out but I can't.

[spohkh]

[Spock regarded her curiously for a moment.
Though there were many emotions still unknown to him in their workings... But this? He felt as though he could almost grasp it.]

It is not a weakness to admit that you do not know... However, I have come to believe that it is not what others can do to help you, rather what you can do to help yourself.
Is it possible that you refuse to move on because you believe that to do so would discredit your late husband?

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... I can't believe a Vulcan is giving me talk therapy.

[She took another swig of her drink.]

I did what George would have wanted. I brought the boys a new father I thought was a good man. I did my best to fund them...

Ugh what is this about? I've asked myself these questions. You're just telling me I'm not trying hard enough and you can imagine what I have to say in response to that!

[spohkh]

[Spock quirked an eyebrow...]
You may wish for me to, as they say, 'go to hell'... however it is a rather ineffective insult.
Jim and his brother did not necessarily want another father... they merely wanted their mother. No amount of funds would ever measure to that, yet you deny them, even now the one thing they desire.
Do not revel in the past, that is illogical.

[Spock walks towards the door, and glances back at Winona.] When you are ready to cease thinking solely about you own issues and wish to acquaint yourself with your family... you may join us.


[It was an invitation that spoke volumes. The Vulcan obviously wanted Winona to be apart of his life... What if Jim and Spock decided to have children?
And with that, Spock walks out in search of Jim.]

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[She scoffed, clearly looking put out and exhausted.]

You've got a lot of nerve speaking for my sons. You don't know George and you've been with my son what, a week? Now you're talking like you're the head of my family.

Suddenly you know everything. You're just going to fix Jim's whole life. And if I don't take to your brilliant wisdom it's my fault. I'm a bad mother. I'm just a horrible human being.

...

[She looked very hurt as he simply left her. Spock's got a habit of saying rather cutting statements and then leaving like a jackass.]

I hope you aren't this condescending to my son...

Gah! I feel like I was too harsh on Winona.

[spohkh]

[Winona was being rude and insulting... Plus, drinking while company was there? Not good form.
Sure, Spock felt a bit of remorse just leaving her like that, but even Vulcans didn't have unlimited patience.

The farm was extensive, and Spock found himself walking its lengths in search of Jim... to perhaps suggest that they leave. It was most likely that he was not welcome here anymore.

Spock made his way to the barn...]

She definitely doesn't think much of Spock.

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[She isn't well to do or even classy. She knows she's fallen from grace but she's also not talking down to a future in-law. Spock had crossed a lot of lines with her. Not just his attitude and presumption to judge her.. But his harsh handling of a broken human being. To be this depressed and then told your are just being selfish merely underlines the feeling of worthlessness she has. Not to mention her abject failure in protecting Jim hit her hard. It wasn't just her son who was traumatized. She too needed time to process and she was already emotionally handicapped. But Spock was right. It wasn't about her. Her only worth was to be the mother her sons always wanted and she was a tremendous success at that. She felt lower than the floor.]

Jim was inside, on the back of a wild stallion, tugging on its reins as it attempted to buck him off... Fruitlessly attempted.]

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[Spock was intrigued by the struggling sounds and silently went into the barn...
...only to see Jim in a potentially dangerous situation.
The Vulcan nearly leaped forward to the rescue before he realized that Jim... was not exactly in danger... Well, at least it was a relatively controlled environment.
Instead of distracting Jim, Spock stood in a corner, keeping watch.... hoping that Jim would indeed be safe.]

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[Jim didn't notice Spock. He was too focused on the bucking kicking horse. It threw its head back and forth, snorting, whining, it kicked against its stall sending a plank of wood flying.

Jim gripped the reins, holding tight despite being thrashed about. He forced them back, growling.]

You're going to take me outside. And you're not going to give me any trouble about it.

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[Spock was utterly fascinated with Jim's actions... and almost smiled when Jim seemed to try to reason with the horse.
Spock hesitated... he didn't know if he should make himself known. His curiosity wanted to see what would happen if Jim didn't know someone was there.]

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<sub>[Jim had a rope in his hand that he was tying around the horse's neck and behind his front legs, a difficult feat while on its back but this was the only way to avoid getting a kick to the head. Once the stallion was harnessed, he hopped off, pulling it from the barn, outside and into a circular fenced area.

He locked the gate and got to work with the animal. He'd tug, shifting quickly around to encourage the horse to lay down. At first it kicked and whinnied in response to being tugged. It was very proud and not at all willing to comply. Jim kept at it, simply pulling from another angle as he tried to coax the horse physically to lay.]</sub>

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[Spock quirked an eyebrow...
It was a rather curious process that Jim was implementing, and the Vulcan didn't know what to think about it. Regardless, he remained silent as Jim coaxed the proud horse that was not unlike Jim himself.

The Vulcan recalled how Doctor McCoy compared Jim to a prized Stallion... Part of him was confused at the comparison, however, he could see some similarities.]