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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_{[Worry not, Spock. He'd stay true to you... but be aware he will flirt non stop. It's just in his nature. The nurse giggled at something Jim said and whispered. "Is that him?" Jim eyed Spock and nodded to the girl who in turn beamed at Spock.]}

Hello~ Let me get the ah, the discharge information.

Wha? Vickie, I'm signed out. Done!

No no, just... hold on! I forgot something! _{[The girl darted off into a storage and filing room for the nurses. She returned with a small bag, inside was a teddy bear with a heart sewn into its chest. Jim smiled at it, making a charmed 'oh' sound. He took her gift, holding the bear to his chest with a semi-sarcastic but mostly genuine smile.]}

In case I get scared.

_{[The nurse, Vickie, grinned and blushed.]}

I-I hope you get to feeling better, Captain...

Oh I'm feeling better already, see ya~.

_{[He looked to Spock, still smiling.]} shall we?

[spohkh]

[Spock witnessed the entire interaction with his usual detached Vulcan-ness....

...but inside he was ready to piss on Jim to mark his territory. The Vulcan did respond... and he may or may not have speeded Jim along and out of medbay... and out of the building entirely.

Jealous boyfriend. Live with it.
Once outside... Spock regarded the teddy bear with an eyebrow.... and silently asked 'wtf'?]

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_{[He didn't object to being out of that place as soon as he could be. It smelled like hospital and he was soooo done with that. He had the teddy in his hand, squeezing it gently.]}

She was nice, eh?... I think something else is in here...

_{[he fished in the bag and pulled out a slip of paper. He sighed. Vickie's number was written on it. How... adorable.]}

...

_{[he held it up for Spock to see... before wadding it and putting it back in the bag which he discretely stuffed in the nearest garbage can. The bear he kept though.]}

[spohkh]

[Spock watched with much...

...relief.... as Jim threw away the number. However, he eyed the bear.]

Do you have plans for that?

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A week ago I'd have considered her. Maybe. She's cute but not my type.

What, you don't like cuddly things?

He shouldn't go in the garbage.

_{[When they get outside he might find someone else who would care for this item.]}

[spohkh]

[Spock considered that for a moment... and seemed satisfied with that answer.]

Indeed... waste is illogical.

This way.
[Spock gestured to a waiting car...]

I presume you will want to acquire some of your personal items before we relocate to my own living space?

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And yet I don't hear you arguing about her number being in the trash.

_{[He headed to the car. Starfleet official of course. He glanced only momentarily at ground zero. As if it was already old news. Or was he just not interested?]}

Yeah that's fine.

Hey would it bother you if we stopped at the cemetery?

[spohkh]

[Spock opened the door for Jim...]

Of course, I was expecting that you would want to see it relatively soon after your discharge...

[Spock hesitated for a moment...]
Do you wish to be alone for such a visit?

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_{[He looked to Spock before he got in. That was gentlemanly by the way, how nice of you.]}

No, I... need you there actually. If that's ok, I mean. I know you and feelings aren't always on good terms.

_{[He patted Spock's chest and got in the car. Ooh, all leather inside. Nice.]}

[spohkh]

[Spock nodded and got into the driver's seat after shutting Jim's door...
The car pulled out into traffic... the many detours lining the streets and air traffic.]

Jim... I will be here whenever you need me, wherever you need me.
[Spock meant it... ]

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_{[He nodded, quiet for a moment. Then his husky voice broke the silence]}

The same goes for you too, Spock.

_{[He patted his leg then focused idly on the destruction they passed. Tarps walled off ground zero where it bordered functional streets and he could see in the distance how much wreckage there still was. Twisted metal, decimated buildings, cleared foundations where buildings once stood. he didn't seem alarmed, just... observing.]}

... Do we know how many civilian casualties there were?

_{["we" being Starfleet. Or some sort of statistic holding entity. Jim didn't care who. How mad should he be at the Art Of War popsicle called Khan?]}

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[Spock was silent... hesitant to answer Jim's question.]

There were many civilians who went critical in the days proceeding the events of that day....

However, the current estimate is nine thousand, three hundred and sixty three...


[Spock stared straight ahead as he drove... waiting to see Jim's reaction.]

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<sub>[Jim was silent as that number dropped. That amount... that was about the population of New Vulcan... granted it didn't put a dent in Earth's population but it would be a planetary memory.

The astounding numbers... he knew what had happened and he knew that number would be high. The number of buildings that went down and the crowds of pedestrians alone could have easily warranted more than nine thousand. He was silent, thinking about that number. All those men and women, Children, elders...]</sub>

There's going to be a service soon, right?

What about Enterprise? How many did we lose?

[spohkh]

The deceased have been given over to their families for private services and burial... however, there will be a monument erected and a formal service said... I am unaware of when this service will take place.

As for the Enterprise...

...of the four hundred and twenty eight crewmen... twenty eight perished during the massive hull breech.

[Spock swallowed...]

I am sorry Jim... we did everything we could to keep...to keep your family safe.

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<sub>[Made sense. Individual funerals were easier financially on the already stressed San Francisco economy now that it had to handle Ground Zero. He'd be at that service of course.

...And the one for Enterprise... twenty eight...

twenty eight...

he swallowed thickly.]</sub>

Our family, Spock... and... we did everything we could.

[spohkh]

[Spock nodded... but was silent as he reached over with one hand to take hold of Jim's.
Just a moment of connection.


It wasn't long before the Vulcan was slowing down the vehicle and parking...
They were there.
Spock was quiet as he looked out at the sea of gravestones... then at Jim.]

Are you ready?

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<sub>[He squeezed that hand, appreciating the lifeline Spock gave him. He said nothing as they drove and upon their arrival Jim looked out a the peaceful green meadow. Indeed a plethora of headstones all aligned perfectly so they made an almost optical illusion as one walked past them.

Jim looked for a long moment and nodded. His voice was heavy]</sub>

Yeah... let's go.

[spohkh]

[Spock nodded and slipped out of the vehicle... then came around and opened the door for his T'hy'la.
The Vulcan would wait for Jim to set the pace... to lead the way.]

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You know I'm not completely helpless, I can open a car door.

_{[He played at humor, smirking though it didn't reach his eyes. He straightened his shirt and headed off.]}

You know where he's at right?

[spohkh]

[Spock looked softly at Jim.... then nodded.]

Indeed... Admiral Pike is this way...

[Spock gently took Jim's hand, and tugged him in the appropriate direction.
Christopher Pike was over a hill... a recently dug grave, decorated with flowers and monuments.
The Vulcan slowed as they approached.... wondering what Jim needed.]

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<sub>[He followed easily enough, honestly needing the guide. He was in such an emotional fog right now and he was glad Spock didn't ask too many questions. As they approached the grave he squeezed Spock's hand progressively tighter. He had to fight back the urge to groan or yell.

He'd come unprepared with flowers and that didn't bother him, the grave clearly didn't need his help. He was this man's pseudo son. They had a distinct bond and... he felt guilty. He failed to protect him... he failed to uphold his ideals when he first got Enterprise. He had to be bailed out in order to get his ship back. Dammit he wasn't ready to lose Pike! He had so many questions. He had such a need... he finally had a father...

Jim took a shaky breath and looked away but to a keen eye it was obvious that his eyes were already full of tears.]</sub>

[spohkh]

[Spock... was out of his depth.
Holding Jim's hand he could feel his Captain's anguish, his T'hy'la in pain.
So Spock did the one thing that felt right... he pulled Jim to him, and wrapped his arms around this precious human.]

I grieve with thee T'hy'la...

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_{[normally he wouldn't accept a hug other than right now when he needed it so bad he may have even asked Spock for one. He held Spock tight, burying his head in his shoulder... Spock may feel wetness in his shirt and on his neck. Sorry, Jim can't help it. The tears... they won't stop.]}

[spohkh]

[Spock, though out of his element, did what he suspected to correct in this situation... he lifted his hand and stroked Jim's back, allowing him the time he needed.

Spock wasn't going to think less of you Jim because of your tears... just let it out, he was here for you.]

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<sub>[Spock you did well. Jim allowed his tears, and a few hushed sobs were heard. Damn, had Kirk not cried before? Ever? Before Pike died honestly he hadn't.

In a minute or so he was spent and he pulled away. His eyes were red-rimmed and slightly puffy. He dabbed at them as he considered the grave once more]</sub>

The last thing he said to me... before we went to that meeting...

he said "It's going to be ok, son."

... _{[He looked pained, as if feeling the stab of irony.]}