done_in_3 | K/S Hospital Scene bc Into Darkness was so K/S TASTIC

[Spock withered.... They didn't have time, and he didn't have the energy.]

Missus Kirk, it is a lengthy story...

[The Vulcan looked at Jim's barely breathing form and took a mental note of the barely there bond.

It would have destroyed him if it had fully broken.]

I can offer you another mind meld... that way I can convey all the information to you instantaneously. However... it is dangerous as I am not in an optimal state. Emotional transference is inevitable.

[Spock lifted his hand... his tear swollen eyes giving her the choice. She could say no, but she would have to wait to hear the story later.]

[She was just as weary as he was but she gave permission anyway. She wanted answers now. She looked at her son then to Spock's hand. ]

Hit me with your worst, kid.

[Spock inclines his head then reaches forward. Placing his fingers along the appropriate psy-points on Winona's face, Spock speaks the ritual words...]

My mind to your mind...

..my thoughts to your thoughts...

[The familiar inky darkness enveloped them both once more... but it was far more chaotic than it was before. Spock's emotions were almost tangible as he brought Winona forward to the appropriate memories.

The darkness shifted... showing Spock's perspective of the bridge as the ship plunged through the clouds.
When the situation had calmed... Scotty's voice echoed through the memory, showing the Vulcan's plummeting emotions at what the engineer might mean. Spock raced through the hallways, bringing Winona with him.
Then there... the glass.... Jim sitting, dying.

The entire conversation was played for Winona's sake and Spock had meant to stop it there, to explain what had happened.... but the memory had a mind of its own.
It continued, showing Spock's pain as he realized what he had lost, and the hunt for Khan.

It was only Uhura's word that the man's blood could save Jim that stopped the Vulcan from killing him....

The memory faded as they witnessed Jim emerge from his .... condition.... and it was there he ended the meld.
Spock, at least, had managed to keep the tears at bay this time.]

I... apologise for not informing you before. But he did not wish to worry you.

_{[She had tears in her eyes already but this memory... it was taking her for a ride...]}

Mister Spock

Mister Scott...

Ye be'er git dewn here. Be'er hurry.

_{[As Spock bolted from the captain's chair, she knew already that Jim had done something horribly honorable and heroic to save the ship. It had returned to life so suddenly... Spock's dread was felt by her and she remembered her husband. How sadly ironic that George's absence had motivated Jim to the same selfless deed that would end his life.

Spock is standing before "Scotty" and he shakes his head grimly. Spock darted to the glass and there he was. Her son was so tiny, slumped over, almost something you'd miss behind the partition that framed the glass door. He looked in pain, his skin was already discoloring... he was sweating, gasping for air, struggling to talk.... He looked dead. Winona couldn't stop the aggressive despair that image brought forth. Like a tidal wave, she couldn't hold back the sudden abundance of tears and sobs.]}

I'm scared Spock... help me not be. How do you choose not to feel?

I do not know... Right now I am failing.

....I want you to know why I couldn't let you die. Why I went back for you...

_{[Winona knew Jim was saying 'I love you' even if Spock didn't understand that at the moment. It reminded her of George's last words. Again she felt anguish but she didn't bother to stifle her crying. There was too much, it was hardly worth the effort.

Then Jim and Spock were saying goodbye... Spock was sobbing... Jim put his hand to the glass and Winona watched in horror as her son passed. His eyes grew dull and lifeless and she too felt part of herself go with him into the next life. Watching her child die, even if she knew he would return... it was too much.

Then Spock was screaming, he was hunting Khan down... she was blinded by her grief for Jim but again she was thrown into the eddies of Spock's emotions. Rage, despair, loneliness. She saw his realization. The horrid clarity he had just as Jim was dying... that sensation of everything matching, all the connections within him met Jim's. This thin line that was easily broken as Jim perished, yet it was perfect. A single golden thread almost like a hair. She knew it for an instant. Perfect satisfaction, completeness, a wholeness beyond oneself. Nirvana... and as quickly as she knew it the thread evaporated as though it hadn't existed at all. Jim's eyes were dull and his hand slipped from the glass... Spock's body began to shake and he couldn't stifle his yell. Or perhaps he simply didn't want to.

Winona knew peace only when Jim woke up again. She exited the meld with tears streaming down her face and sobs shaking her body.]}

.....

.... can you show me what happened in the barn?

[Spock shudders as he looks into her weeping eyes... He doesn't want to cause her anymore pain either...

...but she deserves to know, especially if Jim takes a turn for the worse. They had been together in the meld for only moments... but it felt as though an eternity went by. Could he tell another story? They would both be near useless by the end.

Nonetheless, Spock finds himself nodding to Winona as he once again places his fingers upon her psypoints.... but this time he doesn't bother with the ritual words, merely plunges them into darkness once more.

He starts with Jim's emotions after Frank hits Winona... the boiling quiet that unnerves the Vulcan.
He knows though, that Jim wants to fight, that he's seen this before in him and Spock refuses to allow Jim to hurt himself once more.

The barn... the short argument... the agreement to fight but not being able to follow through. Spock is about to give up when the crack of wood splits through the memory.

It's quick.. too quick and yet the entire scene seems to play in slow motion. Regardless, Spock was helpless as Jim flew through the air and dramatically hit the stall wall.... followed by a sickening crack as the impact caused several bones to break.

The silence.... Spock's mind begins to wail at the silence as the bond...the golden thread suddenly disappears. Jim...
...Jim.....

.....no...no.nononononono.

Spock's mind is absolute chaos, yet his actions are calm as he works to bring Jim back to life.

Breath in...

....breath out.

Breath in...... Jim is alive. There is no time for celebration though as the meld once again ends.]

[Spock looks into Winona's eyes.... He has no words.]

[This time Winona said nothing in the meld. She just took the information cooperatively. When it was over she still wept but she looked to Spock. ]

It's not your fault.

How can you claim that? I should have...

[Spock looks over at Jim... who is still struggling to breath normally.
Where could he direct his anger this time? There was no enemy... no great chase. It was just...
...silence. And Spock hated it.

What if there was a next time? What would Spock do? If he failed this time, surely he would fail in the same manner.
The Vulcan gingerly touched Jim's hand...]

You did everything you could. It was an accident.

[Jim was drifting, still tethered lightly by the bond or what was left of it. His mind was in pain from the psychic damage. His body from the physical. But he will make it.]

I'll have to talk to you about how to handle a Kirk spouse. George got himself hurt all the time.

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[Spock blinked over at Winona.... She wasn't blaming him? She wasn't mad?
Wait... George did this too? He never mentioned that.]

I... would be grateful for any information that you have.

[At least they could hear the sirens in the distance.... The flat farmlands not preventing the sound to carry for miles. It wouldn't be long now.]

I... have reason to believe that I need to remain close to Jim as the bond was damaged. Will you permit me to travel with you to the hospital?

[Why would George mention that? He didn't notice that it was a problem. Jim didn't either really. It was all part of leaping without looking.]

We can talk later about it. You go with the ambulance. You can answer their questions. I'll follow with the car.

Can you handle that?

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[Spock nods... though he recognizes that he is compromised.

The entire ride is a blur as he silently watches over Jim... but the truth is far from silent. The medics are almost professional... barely bat an eye at the Captain's condition.
They listen as Spock relays Doctor McCoy's instructions.

They keep telling him that he's going to be okay... but he finds that he cannot believe that until those eyes... that ocean thrives with life once more. Right now they're shut...
...and that won't do.

Spock knows he's being illogical... but he can't help feeling relieved when he sees Doctor McCoy rushing towards them.]

_{[The paramedics have seen this before. They'd seen worse and better. People having heart attacks, people cut in pieces by their farm equipment, people who died on the way... everything was handled with quiet efficiency. They read Jim's vitals and sent the information to Bones en route. Jim's bleeding was being staunched, they got him on oxygen, he was put on an IV to feed him extra blood to compete with what he'd lost. His skin was pale...

Bones looked gruff as usual but he was clearly in his element. He approached Spock, looking Jim over casually.]}

I'm going to take him into surgery to reset his ribcage. I shouldn't be long. After that the serum I extracted from Khan should heal him up like last time, you know... last week.

_{[Eerily he eyed Spock. This was a strange de ja vu to be having with the vulcan. He'd had this same experience when Jim died on the Enterprise. Spock was compromised and Bones had to fix him, leaving him and his Commander to stare at each other for two weeks. There was a strange camaraderie.]}

He'll be fine, Spock. There's a waiting room on the second floor that's usually quiet if you need to meditate.

_{[He headed off with Jim then]}

We'll be back.

[Spock nodded silently at Bones... not trusting himself to speak at the moment. He tried so hard to retain his Vulcan facade... but in the end, it was all Jim.
When it came to Jim, there was nothing he could do to keep his emotions in check.

It seemed odd though.... ever since he started to really invest himself in James Tiberius Kirk... it has been nothing but an emotional rollarcoaster.
Yes... meditation would do nicely right now.

Spock watches Jim being rolled away... and only when he is out of sight does he move to the waiting room he was directed to.
Sitting down in a meditative pose, the Vulcan breathes... He was certain that Winona would be joining him shortly, but he needed this now while he had the chance. Closing his eyes, Spock finds his center...

...his center...
...a place that was in tatters and nearly non-existent only moments before. The entire process had felt like days, not minutes.
Spock focused on the damaged bond, and put everything he had into it to repair it. His love and willingness for Jim's safety surrounded his mate's presence...

He trusted Doctor McCoy... He even trusted Winona...
...but could he trust himself?

Right now, it only mattered that Jim survived.]

[Winona would be at his side when he came out of meditation. The waiting room was empty save for them. Jim's presence was weak but it responded to Spock. It relaxed in his hold and slowly grew stronger. He is healing gingerly. Spock might feel as Jim was numbed and Bones opened his chest to reset his ribs and sternum.

His end of the bond clung to Spock as his body was cut. But he didn't let go]

[Spock blinked out of his meditative state... still holding onto the bond, but assured that Jim wasn't going anywhere.
Breathing deeply, he looked at Winona, his eyes slightly clearer this time.]

Jim is... 'out of danger' as it were.

[Spock moved to sit near Winona...] It would seem... that our vacation here has proved to be more stressful to you than planned.

Good good... yes it's been a rollercoaster but as long as you two are safe...

_{[Bones appeared in the waiting room and approached them.]}

Hello Mrs. Kirk. Spock.

Hi, Leonard... how is he?

_{[Dr. McCoy sat]}

He's good. As good as can be expected. It went really well, he's responding to medicine, he's in recovery right now. I have some tests going as we speak and as soon as they're done I'll be able to move him to a room upstairs.

_{[Winona sounded haggard but she asked in a tired voice]}

How long to you plan on keeping him?

A few days at least. I'll dope him with a serum I created on Enterprise. He responded well to it before.

...Before when he....died?

_{[Bones blinked owlishly.]}

From Khan's blood?

....

It's alright, Doctor. I won't talk... _{[She looked to Spock then back to Bones. She rose to her feet, claiming she had some calls to make. Bones looked a bit betrayed.]}

You told her?

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[Spock closed his eyes...

That could have been handled better. Well, it's not as if Doctor McCoy and Spock were friends, but this certainly didn't help the situation.
No matter, he would defend Winona.

...it was his fault after all.]

If you have a logical argument why Missus Kirk did not have a right to know that he son had died, please inform me.
[Spock tried his best not to look vulnerable... He would rather avoid telling Leonard that he was compromised and completely forgot that she didn't know.]

_{[Well Spock might be a bit surprised at how easily Leonard caved. He had sympathy for both sides of this, actually. And he saw how vulnerable you were, Spock. Honestly he's just as vulnerable as you right now. His best friend came in here half dead not ten days after actually dying. His greatest achievement, to cure death, was something he was still backed against the wall about. Starfleet wanted everything under wraps and his ability to even use the thing was restricted to the point of uselessness. It was contraband that he even brought it here.

But he agrees that Winona should have been told. Honest.]}

I... look I don't want to fight you right now. We're not enemies. Maybe we're not friends but we have a common goal.

[Spock nods...
...Indeed, they certainly did have the same goal in mind.]

Of course... thank you Doctor McCoy.
[The Vulcan hesitated for a moment...]

When... when can we see him?

_{[They maybe could be friends through this madness. They were both out to protect Jim and they both knew that that included protecting him from himself.]}

About an hour. I'm dosing him little by little with the serum from Khan's blood. The hospital staff can't know about it. It'd been easier if I could have brought him to San Fransisco but I wouldn't dare risk moving him in his state.

The hell was he doing?

[Spock finds himself nodding again...
he wants to be close to Jim because the bond... there was something about the bond that was craving closeness.

Oh...McCoy would want to know what happened, right?]

The direct cause was a horse that kicked him.

[Spock gave Leonard a look which implied that he was directly involved... and possibly indirectly at fault. That was usually the way of it, right?]

_{[Jim's end of the bond tugged rather weakly at Spock's, but with no small amount of desire. He was hurting in so may ways, he just wanted to be close to Spock where at least his soul wouldn't hurt.]}

Hm? I see. Did it get afraid? Jim said he was pretty good with horses. Now normally I wouldn't take a man for his word so easily but I've seen Jim casually underestimate himself to someone and then demonstrate himself to an almost lethal level. So when he said he was good with animals I assume he's a horse whisperer... why are you looking at me like that?

I know you didn't push him into the horse's hoof or something.

You are not incorrect about your assumptions regarding Jim's ability to handle animals.

We...were having an argument I started. The horse becoming 'scared' was a result of that argument.

[In Spock's mind, he may as well had pushed Jim. But, he was Vulcan, it was illogical to dwell on what could not be changed.]

_{[Trouble in paradise? Bones wouldn't dare rub it in right now. This was a tragic and violent ending to whatever they were fighting about but... were they physically fighting? Maybe yelling but would a horse really get that upset by volume alone? Bones did need to know that but if that was the case then he'd have to talk to Jim about it later. If Spock was hitting him then he'd never admit it, and Jim might be honest if some abuse was going on...]}

Right.

[Oh McCoy... just wait until you find out what really happened.

Spock regarded Leonard for a moment... not knowing if he truly understood, but then again that didn't really matter. As long as Winona knew, he was content.
The Vulcan relaxed in his seat and looked to Winona... they had to play the waiting game now.]

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