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

[done_in_3]

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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[done_in_3]

_{[He saw that move, he raised it, stepping forward.]}

And how are you going to stop me?

[spohkh]

[Spock's eyebrow twitches as he takes another step closer to Jim...]

You believe that I will not?

[Spock's prepared to stop Jim...]

[done_in_3]

I didn't say that. I asked what your plan was.

_{[He's interested, give him your best shot. What's your plot? Distraction? Overpowering him? Logic?]}

[spohkh]

That entirely depends on you Ashaya.

[Spock takes a moment to regard Jim.. asses his feelings.]

We can go back into the house... or I can go with you into town. Either way, I will not stand idly by will you allow yourself to be injured.

[done_in_3]

_{[Inwardly he chuckled, amused by Spock.]}

Hm. I really don't think you want to be there, Spock.

It's not your kind of thing.

[spohkh]

Perhaps not... however, you are my 'thing', and as your mate I will ensure your safety, even if it means protecting you from yourself.

[Spock takes that last step and reaches a hand toward Jim...]

[done_in_3]

_{[He stepped back, looking at the hand as though it were a claw. He knew Spock was a threat right now, an obstacle that would absolutely rob him of his much needed self medication if he had even a glimmer of a chance. Unfortunately he could trust Spock that much. He didn't want to get trapped, and the situation was delicate. This was strangely like their chess matches...]}

Protect me from myself? What are you gonna do an intervention on me or something? I'll be fine. I always am.

_{[He smirked charmingly as he headed out the other end of the barn.]}

[spohkh]

[Spock reealized that Jim needed to put the horse away before he could do anything physically with Jim.
However, Jim's answer made Spock even more concerned..... Jim was 'fine'? When that word was used, it often meant the opposite. Jim was never just fine.... he was a much more complicated creature for that. And Spock always rather disliked that word.

Spock followed Jim down the barn.... keeping a silent watch or now. Plus he didn't want to spook the horse.]

[done_in_3]

[He put Lightning into his stall and got some oats. The horse snorted nervously, clearly sensing Jim's emotions. He shifted uneasily in the stall.

Jim put his saddle away. Finished with the beast he prepared to head out.]

So what's your plan? You gonna bar the door?

[spohkh]

[Spock looked back at the door, then at Jim...]

That, I believe, will be unnecessary. I have reason to believe that you will make the right choice Jim...
[Spock finally took a step closer to Jim... his eyes resolved.]

Why do you wish to fight Jim?

[done_in_3]

Mm-mmn. I've surprised people before. Don't get your hopes up.

[And yet he felt a pang of betrayal at the thought of letting Spock down. Same as when he decided to take Khan in alive.]

It makes me feel alive. I like it

[A flippant response]

[spohkh]

You like it?
[Spock starts to circle Jim... looking thoughtful.]

....You desire it. [Not a question.]

Since you are my mate, it is my responsibililty to see that you receive what you want. If to engage in a physical altercation is what you desire, then I will supply it.

[Spock stops in front of Jim.... crouching in a fighting pose.]

Your move.

[done_in_3]

[He didn't like being circled though he met the gesture with a retaliatory glare. He'd gladly respond to Spock's generous offer.

His one and only was going to fight him? Truly he was perfect. He grinned.]

You gonna hit me back?

[spohkh]

I refuse to hurt you Ashaya.... However, I will defend myself.

[Spock stared at Jim... ready to fight at any moment. However, he couldn't help but feel upset at Jim's insistance of fighting...
He likened Jim to a wounded tiger ... pacing his cage and looking for a way out. Jim saw red....
... could Spock even help?
Well... he could wear him out.]

[done_in_3]

Well that's no fun. C'mon I know you can. You've hit me before, it'll be therapeutic.

[He didn't want to be worn out. He wanted to kick ass and feel in control of something. Was that so bad? Nevermind. Don't answer that. He knows it's not.]

[spohkh]

[Can Spock do this? Even for Jim?
He thought about what Jim needed... the control that had been taken from him because of Frank... the satisfaction he strives for now. Can Spock truly give him that satisfaction?
The realtity was he could not. He was not only a pacifist... but he could not be expected to harm his mate.
What could he do for Jim instead? Spock regarded his mate, then growled as he stepped forward.
Jim wanted control? Spock would show him that having control was not necessarily a good thing...



....Spock lunged.]

[done_in_3]

[Pacifist? Spock? Ridiculous. He fought and killed at Jim's side on the regular. He bloodlusted the same as JIm did. For Nero. For Khan. For Kodos. Hardly a pacifist at all. But no matter. Jim met that lunge and dug his heels into the ground. He wouldn't fall but he'd grunt as Spock hit him full force and his feet made shallow trails in the dirt floor of the barn. His eyes flickered with a wicked energy, a strange sort of excitement. This was fun already! ]

[spohkh]

[Spock wrapped his arms around Jim, attempting to pin his arms. His feet stepped to the side as the Vulcan tried to knock Jim down.

His plan? Subdue Jim... and attempt to make him see reason.

But was this right? There was a voice in his head that sounded suspiciously like Winona, shaking her head in disapproval at his immaturity. Could Jim and Spock trust each other after this? How would it inevitably end?
The Vulcan growled as he tightened his arms.... however, he was careful not to hurt him.]

[done_in_3]

_{[Jim didn't think of anything other than his next blow. Immaturity? Trust? Spock had better trust Jim was going to struggle as hard as he could to get away, and he wasn't above a low blow or a cheap trick to get out of this vice. Jim was in a corner now and the vulcan had better be looking for a brawl or be prepared to get bowled over in Jim's need for one.]}

[spohkh]

[The Vulcan began to realize that it was difficult to stay passive and hold Jim at the same time. He always knew that his Captain was an excellent fighter, especially at hand-to-hand...

...but he fully appreciated it now.

Spock moved around to wrench Jim's arm behind his back, bearing him down to the ground in another attempt to pin him.]

[done_in_3]

_{[Indeed, Jim was a slippery little bastard... he ducked and rolled under Spock's grasp, rising to his feet behind him. There was a strange... anger growing in him. A cocktail of desperation, resentment, and defiance. He refuses to be pinned. He hates it for a number of reasons.]}

[spohkh]

[Spock started to circle Jim once more... his eyes fierce as he regarded his mate.
There was also confusion... lots of confusion.]

Care to explain to me now why you desire such conflict? You are being illogical.

[Spock wasn't all that good at goading... but if push came to shove, he would make Jim angry enough to attack him.]

[done_in_3]

_{[And that really wouldn't end well. Spock would surely regret it later. Jim stepped around, not allowing himself to be circled, he paced in a circle right with Spock, looking squarely at him like a gunslinger.]}


I'm being illogical? You're participating in it too, sweetheart.

[spohkh]

Only for you Ashaya.
[Spock's voice was loud and demanded authority... which it didn't often do. He rather stuck to being monotone.... superior yes... but he never wanted to be 'captain'.
In a quick move, Spock is suddenly standing right in front of Jim...]

You cannot win this fight Jim.

[There was a deeper meaning to that statement.]

[done_in_3]

Just for me, huh?

<sub>[His eyes flashed once more, Spock was quickly getting on his nerves, though he couldn't articulate why. Yes he could say Spock was being kind of a shit but he didn't understand his deeper reasons why. Right now he simply wanted to execute his anger in the most physical way possible.... but he couldn't do it with Spock. He wouldn't fight him, he wouldn't hit him for no reason. If Spock was insane due to being poisoned and trying to kill him? Yes.

Not when he's being... himself.]</sub>

Depends on what you define as victory.

<sub>[He planned on faking Spock out then diving from the barn, to leave the farm entirely for a few hours. A dick move but it had to be done... if Lightning hadn't been witnessing this and giving defensive and eve frightened snorts. He might buck and even kick to get out of his stall if he felt threatened enough. Why were the humans fighting? This could end poorly. Excited horse kicks out his stable door, the wood stabs Jim in the arm and torso... Or worse, in his fear Lightning hits Jim himself.

Or Jim simply gets away and gets up to no good on his own, only to return hours from now not only plastered but bloody and beaten.]</sub>