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

[Spock breathes.... then nods.]

Very well. I am certain my father will be pleased... in his own way.

[The Vulcan stands, and grabs the portable comm device and brings it back to the table. Sitting, he holds out his hand for Jim to take... his eyes going warm.]

I am looking forward to becoming one with you Ashaya.

_{[He smiled right back, blue eyes warming geniunely.]}

Me too.

_{[Once put through, their call would reach the Embassy, then Sarek's secretary, and then Sarek himself.]}

...Spock?

[Spock seems to straighten even more at his father's presence.]

Greetings father. I trust you are well?

[Spock looks over at Jim... then back to his father on the screen.]

We have news.

_{[Jim smiles and makes no attempt to sit up straighter. He's perfectly comfortable slumped against the chair. Sarek raises his eyebrows as if to suggest Spock just follow that sentence with whatever the news was rather than wait for him to request it like humans normally do. It was entirely illogical. You initiated this call, you say it.]}

[If Spock were any less Vulcan, he would have made Sarek guess...
..Ka'adith.]

We have started the bonding process, and we wanted to tell you. We were also wondering if you have any further advice to give us.

[Spock was kind of hoping that there wouldn't be any ceremony required. Most of his clan was dead now... surely they would have to stand on formality....]

_{[Sarek seems to pause, almost as if he had to think about that one. Was there... something emotional happening? He felt a bit sad... and joyous... and lonely... and proud.]}

I am pleased to hear that... I had considered it previously. You'll be pleased to know that your grandmother finds it in your best interest that you bond yourselves without a formal ceremony. I objected to the idea but... she was adamant.

...Nonetheless you have my blessing.

... I will advise that you be patient with him, Spock. And for Jim... do not try to push yourself. You will feel helpless but you will gradually recover. Rushing this impatiently will only tarnish the final bond.

Spock... you must be poised to tend to him. He will feel helpless because he will be. His needs will be known to you and not others... using that to help Jim... will help strengthen the bond and keep it thriving in its young stage...

_{[He feels like he wants to say something else...]}

[Spock regards his father for a long moment.

It's as if he can almost see those emotions flit through his father's features.]

I thank thee for your blessing, father. Your advice will be followed.
However, are you feeling satisfactory?

I...

....

Commend your observation.

Your mother would have savored this moment... I find myself curious as to what our interaction would have been, reflecting on your growth as an adult entering into a bonded life.

_{[He misses his wife, he misses being half of a set of parents. He misses talking about everything and nothing and now you are stepping away from him... he's sad.

Jim leans forward]}

Would it help if we came by when we could?

[Spock went quiet.
That's right... his mother wasn't here to experience this with them. It's not as if he forgot, her absence in his life was very noticeable...

...now more than ever. He was getting married and she wasn't there to see it. This was... unfortunate.
And now his father was alone.]

Yes... we will visit. Or perhaps...
[Spock looked to Jim...] Perhaps we could extend an invitation to visit us here at the farm?

_{[Jim nodded]}

I've talked to mom. We have plenty of rooms here. If you have time, I'll send you the address. Come whenever you want. I mean you'll have to accept me however I am but I'd be happy if you came.

_{[Sarek considered it.]}

I cannot guarantee anything but... I appreciate the offer.

It is my hope that your decision will lead you here father.

However, as soon as we are able, we will come by the embassy to visit with you.

[Spock lifts his hand in a Ta'al...]

Peace and long life to you, father... until next we meet.

It would be beneficial if we can meet before you depart for space. I'd prefer to establish a familial bond with you, Jim, while you have a window of time to grow accustomed to it.

_{[ Thus giving him two sons to be lonely about...He offered the ta'al in return.]}

Live long... and prosper. Both of you.

It is my hope that the bonding process is a success.

_{[And he was out. Busy man. Jim nuzzled against Spock.]}

... You ready?

Edited 2013-08-21 05:14 (UTC)

[Spock hummed in response to Jim's affections.]

I...

[Spock was about to say that he was uncertain. Sure he was nervous... he was nervous for Jim, and what this might do to him. They were not guaranteed his safety.
But one touch, one sentiment from this man and he would be ready for anything. He faced death and danger.. surely they could face a marriage.
The Vulcan kissed Jim's forehead.]

Yes. Though perhaps we should relocate to our bedroom. It might be best if you were already lying down.

[He smirked and stole a slow kiss. Sweet, loving, and wet.]

... race me.

[He ran off and darted upstairs, taking him two at a time. Don't complain about him overexerting himself. He will rest soon. He bursts unto his room and jumps on his bed. ]

come on Spock. Marry me or lose me forever.

Edited 2013-08-22 21:24 (UTC)

[Spock followed close on Jim's heels.... almost smiling in anticipation for what was to come.
He would have berated Jim for overexertion... but he could forgive it this once. The Vulcan soon joins Jim on the bed...]

Well we cannot have that Ashaya...

[His mental voice was... happy and apprehensive. But it was truly now or never.
Gingerly, the Vulcan lifted his hand to Jim's head, speaking the ritual words.]

My mind to your mind... my thoughts, to your thoughts.... [And plunged them into the darkness of their minds....]

_{[He smiled to Spock, beaming with glee at this began. He was so eager and wanton to complete their bond, he had no room for anxiety or doubt. His mind had itched for Spock's as soon as they established their preliminary bond. He needed the real thing, and every second he had to wait for it was painful. It tried what little patience he had and he was finished.

Jim wouldn't yet say he liked the darkness of their minds just yet. But it was his theirs, it was sort of familiar. Just as he and Spock left it. He was possessive of this place that both did and did not exist. He fell into step seamlessly where they left off with him yearning and reaching for Spock all around him. A bright star in an inky darkness. He lit up the space all around him... Spock's presence was everywhere, strong, stoic, proud, unyielding... Jim knew it wouldn't falter, Spock was merely out of his reach. He reached out, his mind's yearning becoming rather loud. His star was shining gold, a glorious thing to look at, though Jim was oblivious to his appearance.

Every star in the space around them was a single thread of their bond. Spock was Space, Jim was the sun. He wanted their threads to grow stronger...]}

[Spock filled the void around his sun... touching each and every single star and encouraging them to grow... becoming brighter, stronger.

This was indeed a comfortable place to be. The Vulcan basked in the glory of the sun that was Jim Kirk. Spock murmured in Vulcan as he communicated with the bond, filling the space with more and more stars, tying them together.

You could tell at this point that this bond was unbreakable, permanent. Their minds were becoming one, and Spock... well, he welcomed Jim into his mind. Invited him to see all that was there as Jim had done. There would be no judgement here... only love.]

_{[Jim watched in eager wonder and felt relief when their bond grew stronger. He felt it reach its full capacity and felt empowered. His light got only brighter and warmer. The stars gleamed brighter as he did, they became strong... and Jim felt as though he could do anything. Nothing was beyond him in this place. He didn't feel tired at all... he felt like he had the energy of the star he appeared as in their world.

He reached forward, willing Spock's life to open up so he could see all that he was, all his memories. He felt his own mind opening and spewing everything. Jim had a moment of concern for Spock to see it all... but he busied himself with Spock's memories.

A child born of two worlds, in a desert, with a father who was emotionally distant and a mother who couldn't show her love enough.

Jim's memories began too... a child born to a hollow broken woman with a monsterious new husband. A house on Earth in a rich field with only a kindly older brother to befriend. George was the spitting image of their father and he and Im whiled away the years. George was patient but demanded obedience. He was loyal and fierce and brave and Jim wanted to be just like him. He overcame all his fears with his brother who would accept none of them when they got in the way of adventures. Climbing trees, snow sledding, riding horse, swimming under water... Jim learned a lot from George and he was the idol of his life]}

[Spock saw the memories fly through space at a warp speed. He reached out and became part of them all... watching them and living in them as he became part of Jim. His mind became hot with the rays of the sun touching every surface.
He could tell that Jim was worried about his reaction... but he assuaged his mate's fears by fully opening up the crevasses of his mind, welcoming Jim with open arms. Laying bare his soul in return.
Spock drank in the memories and shared his own... of a life on Vulcan.]

_{[He was running after his stepfather. They'd all been arguing about something, he doesn't remember what but it all changed from routine to crisis when George yelled he'd had enough and packed up his bag. Jim was yelling.]}

Where are you going!?

As far as I can get!

_{[Frank sneered, tailing George off the property.]}

Which won't be far enough. You think I give a damn. WHAT do you WANT Jimmy!?

.... I just don't want my brother to go.

Well no one cares what you want. You're no one. And I asked you to wash the car.

_{[He turned to George with another sneer.]}

Go.

_{[Frank left and George talked to Jim.]}

I can't stay in this house anymore, Jimmy. Mom has no what idea what Uncle Frank is like when she's not around. And that's not even his car you're washing, it's DAD'S car...

_{[Jim followed his brother down their dirt road out of the farmlands. He didn't yet believe his brother was really going. He was going to change his mind here in a second...but he kept saying goodbye]}

You'll be fine. You're a good kid, you get good grades, you always follow every stupid order...

Do you really have to leave?

I can't be a Kirk in that house... show me how to do that and I'll stay.

_{[George still left, Jim washed the car but he found its keys... something twisted in him that day. Amongst the bitter betrayal and uselessness of washing this piece of crap there was something he had to say. He was sick of obeying when the things he loved were ripped from him. He had to prove to George how to 'be a Kirk' and while for hours he'd been dreaming fruitlessly about how to fill that need for his brother... he suddeny got an idea...

He remembered not being able to steer correctly at first, being barely tall enough to reach the pedals as he sped the antique car out onto the country roads. He passed his brother and screamed his name, waving. He blew the rag-top off and hung up on his furious step-father... and drove the red beauty off a cliff.

He returned to the house with a police officer and that night Frank made him take a bath in ice for punishment. His mother never heard of the bath and his brother didn't return. But Jim has tasted rebellious freedom.]}

[All he wanted to do was be Spock, but no, it was never good enough. Instead, he strove to be a perfect Vulcan, completely ignoring his human heritage.
Well... at least he tried.]

I presume you've prepared new insults for today.

[The three Vulcan youths approached Spock... His face showed no surprise, no nothing but inside he was...

....sad. He tried his best to ignore it, but he was so tired of their efforts to humiliate him day after day. Why wouldn't they stop? Couldn't he just live in peace?]

Affirmative.

[Spock sighed... not again.] This is your thirty-fifth attempt to elicit an emotional response from me.

[The others didn't care, they never did. They either ignored him or teased him. Personally, Spock wished they would just ignore him.... he wished everyone would ignore him. Why could he just not exist? It would be so much easier.]

You're neither Human nor Vulcan and therefore have no place in this universe.
Look at his Human eyes. They look sad, don't they?
Perhaps an emotional response requires physical stimuli.
[Spock didn't care... they were right. He didn't belong... he never did.]
He is a traitor you know, your father. For marrying her, that Human whore.

[White anger streaked through his senses as he cried out in fury, knocking the other boy to the ground. It was there, in front of witnesses that he proved that he truly didn't belong as he took his frustration out on this bully. He didn't care anymore...
....especially since shortly after that, his father all but proved to him that love didn't exist. There was only logic.]

_{[Jim watched in quiet understanding. He knew how it felt to be the outsider.]}

Tell me they cried, tell me he cried illogically when you hit him~ They got what they deserved, Spock.

_{[Spock belonged in this world, he was a diamond in the rough. Jim knew this feeling so well he wished he could just.... show it.]}

He did... but it did not bring me satisfaction. Not as much as you seemed to gain from driving the car off the cliff.

[There weren't many available 'outlets' on Vulcan. Then again... Spock could see Jim's self-destructive route clearly the moment he took those keys. Or perhaps the moment George walked away. Everyone left in the end...
...and it had started at such a young age.]

I will not leave you Ashaya... You did not deserve to be alone.

[Perhaps they could show each other how much they belonged.]

Maybe you're better than me then. You're more noble.

_{[Spock didn't take joy in the pain of others and Jim had to respect that... he had to have a hard time trying to get his angst out. Impossible even. But he just poured his energy into being an awesome vulcan and Jim couldn't be more proud...]}

Jim didn't sleep for three days after George disappeared. His mother cried and Frank yelled about it but Jim was a focused little soul. He had severe punishment for his crimes against the car but despite that, the cop wanted to let him off easy. He was given a slap on the wrist for his first offense and released to look for his brother. Jim looked over the entire city of Riverside. He had a network set up through their school for George... no...Sam. He called him by his given name to people but he always yelled Sam when he was searching some back-water camp site. He expected his brother to be living in some shanty somewhere... as if his brother were that stupid.

It took two weeks for Jim to realize Sam wasn't coming back and he'd learned how to run away for good. His mother continued to ask around and finally put in a missing person's report but Jim knew it was too late. He went home that day immediately after school and he looked up the surrounding cities, trying to find where his brother would go first. He tried his best... to travel along the train lines and find his brother but Frank stopped him the first time, a social worker the second, and his mother the third. It was only her tears that made him pause that last time... she was on her knees begging for him to stay put, saying she couldn't lose one more family member.

Jim felt like he was in a world all his own then. Frank didn't care, the social worker didn't understand their life and that wasn't his fault. He was doing his job. But his mother had failed Sam... Jim realized in that moment at eight years old that his mother, and all adults were weak people just the same as children. He knew he had more strength than his mother, she was an anvil to him, holding him back. He had drive and a resistance to tears that his mother simply lacked, or just lost when his father died. He remained at his mother's side, knowing it was the difference between seeing his brother again and not. But he knew one thing. Wherever Sam ended up, he could take care of himself... but his mother really would fall apart if Jim left her. He went to her and let her hold him tight the rest of the evening and weep when she felt like it. Frank was nicer for a month and then things returned to normal only now Jim learned just how much abuse Sam was shielding him from.

[Spock watched Jim's memories... seeing his feelings swarm around him and consume him. To know that as soon as George had left that Jim was condemned to a prison that should have been his home.
But that place was never really a home.

It explained so much... that Jim was always searching, looking for something, or someone. To think that after all of this time, his mate was finally able to be more or less settled on the Enterprise... but that his home would always be with him. And Spock swore that he would be there for him...

...to provide him with a home that he would want to go to and know that he is welcomed and loved.]

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

watching a movie with the folks~ I'll be online later~

What movie?

no subject

no subject

no subject

Memories are gooooo

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject