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

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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_{[ooc: Well part of taking care of other people is taking care of yourself. She has your father even if he doesn't care for her the way you'd like. And doctors. And bed rest if she absolutely has to. Can you imagine if you just ran yourself into the ground?]}

_{[Jim shook his head, not taking his eyes off White Lightning.]}

No, he'll get loose and break even more shit. I have to calm him down.

_{[Because then he'll trust Jim more and they won't be making steps backwards in the breaking-in process.]}

It's alright... I'm a friend. I'm not gonna hurt you.

_{[Lightning snorted and waved his tail as he backed into the corner of his stall. Jim approached gingerly, offering his hand to the beast. Things were going well until something cracked nearby. A heavy saddle fell from its mount on the wall causing a loud clap. Lightning whinnied and kicked, and rushed the broken entrance to his stall. Jim was quick enough to sidestep him but a compulsory swipe at the horse as he was rushing by warranted Lightning to kick in defense. Jim's hand slid smoothly across Lightning's side... and his hoof kicked him square in the chest, throwing him back against the stall wall... and down into the hay. There was an audible crunch as Jim's breast plate cracked. He hit the wall spine first then his head struck hard against the wood. His end of the bond lit up in pain and then went silent, disappearing as though the power had been lost... and slowly he dropped limp into a hay pile at his side.

Lightning ran outside. Jim was still.]}

Edited Date: 2013-08-02 06:26 pm (UTC)

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spohkh

[Spock was entirely helpless as he watched the scene unfold before him. Jim, as if he was a marionette, flew as the horse struck him.

No...

No...no no nonononononononononono.

The Vulcan finally lurched forward as the bond went still. There was no way he could be..
...Spock couldn't even allow himself to think the word as he ran to his bondmate's side. Falling to his knees, he quickly assessed Jim.
Broken bones... blood... a lot of blood. Spock was careful as he leaned forward to check if Jim was breathing.]

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_{[Jim wasn't breathing. His heart was trying to keep beating but there was a lot of internal hemorrhaging. Not to mention the concussion he could have gotten from the wall. His heartbeat was getting faster and faster. You know, the way human heart beats get when they're about to quit entirely.

If Spock manages to figure that out, it's obvious that here in rural Iowa any emergency vehicle wouldn't get to the barn in time to save Jim. However Winona had ordered this ingenious item years ago to combat this very problem. Over on the wall? There's an automatic defibrillator. The vulcan can save Jim with that and some CPR but there wasn't much time. Every second Jim didn't get air or circulation his chances of dying grew exponentially.]}

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spohkh

[Spock's panic gives way to an eerie calm as he makes his way over to the wall.
Defibrillator in hand, the Vulcan calmly, and quickly, opens Jim's shirt... peels the plastic off of the pads and places them on Jim's chest.

Waiting for the count, Spock presses the button.

He watches as the electric current shocks Jim's system. His mind was interestingly blank.... and if he had found himself in any other situation, he might have paused to analyse it. As it was, he was blank. If this didn't work?
Well... he couldn't afford to think about that right now.

Tilting Jim's head back Spock leans forward.... He holds Jim's nose as he places his mouth over his mate's, and breathes.
Oddly it's like meditation....

.....he counts and breaths....

Breath in....

....release.

....breath out.]

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done_in_3

_{[The machine does its job, it alerts Spock when it needs to release another charge so he could clear from Jim. With that and the CPR, old school as they are, Jim slowly comes around. In about three rounds of mouth to mouth he coughs slightly- a sign his airways were open and he was breathing. His heart was beating but he didn't open his eyes.

Spock saved him but Jim still needs help.]}

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spohkh

[Spock did not allow himself to celebrate... but he does allow himself a normal breath in relief as Jim began to function on his own.
The Vulcan feels in his mind for the bond as it begins to flare open once more.... attempting to keep Jim calm. Moving around is not a suggested activity for Jim at the moment....

Spock speaks in Jim's ear.]

Ashaya, you have been hurt. I have reason to believe that your ribs are broken, and your skull may be fractured. I need to carry you to the house.

Brace yourself.

[Spock loops his arms under Jim's legs and his back, and as gently as he can, lifts him up and cradles him to his chest.

The walk to the house will prove to be the longest walk the Vulcan has ever taken.]

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_{[If Bones were only here to see this he'd be bitching up a storm. Don't move a head-trauma victim! No no no! But Spock was compromised and well, the damage was already done.

Jim's only sounds were shallow breathing and tiny moans of pain. His bones were definitely broken, they crunched softly as they rubbed together while Spock carried him.

Somehow Winona knew something was wrong. She was up and at the porch when Spock arrived with Jim. She gasped... then became stoic.]}

Have you called 911?

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spohkh

[Spock did not want to leave Jim in the barn alone...]

Negative. I did not have my communicator on me.

[Spock made his way into the house and very gently deposited Jim on the couch. Since Winona was right there, Spock took the opportunity to run upstairs.... ignoring the blood on his shirt.... and grabbed his tricorder. Granted, it wasn't a medical tricorder, but it would tell him whether or not Jim's systems are failing.

Back in the main room, Spock silently scanned Jim...and addressed Winona.]

How long before a response team comes?

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They said about twenty five minutes.

What the hell happened?

_{[She was standing over Jim, seeming angry more than she was concerned. Though the anger was just a mask. She's terrified.

Jim's systems are alright. His chest has a lot of blood pooling and putting pressure on his heart. That's the main concern, the most life threatening. His head took a serious blow, he has a minor concussion from that and his lungs are already forming contusions.]}

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spohkh

[Spock thought back....

...if he hadn't tried to fight Jim, the horse would not have become agitated.]

Jim and I had an altercation. In response, the horse became agitated and in its escape from the pen struck Jim down.

[It was entirely Spock's fault... He had essentially killed Jim. He couldn't protect him.

He was undeserving.
Wisely, he remained silent. Winona did not need the worry until Jim was in a safer position and healing. For now, he grabbed his communicator and called Doctor McCoy.]

Spock to Doctor McCoy.

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done_in_3

_{[Oh Spock you flatter yourself. But Winona isn't in on what really happened, that you were trying to keep Jim out of trouble. She takes him at his word and sighs in exasperation.]}

Why the fuck were you fighting in the barn? What are you fighting about?

Why did this happen?

_{[All it comes down to is why. Why is her baby half dead on her couch?

McCoy was quick, as always.]}

McCoy here. What's going on?

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spohkh

[Spock gives Winona a small apologetic glance, and speaks to McCoy instead of answering her questions.]

Doctor McCoy, the Captain has been severely injured. With the use of a defibrillator I have been able to stabilize him. As his physician you are accustomed to his peculiar physiology... how soon can you meet us at the Iowa General? If it is required, I can arrange for an emergency beam out.

[Indeed, a Captain's life was on the line. Of course Spock could get Leonard here quickly.]

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[Bones gruffs a bit. Spock is clearly in shock. Iowa General? Was there only one hospital in the whole state? He let it slide.]

What happened? Never mind. I'll get it later.

They'll probably want to take him to Iowa university hospital. Tell them he's Starfleet and they'll take him to Riverside med center. Tell them his attending is Leonard McCoy. I'll be there in twenty.

Edited Date: 2013-08-02 09:07 pm (UTC)

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spohkh

[Spock answered in the affirmative and hung up.
What he didn't realize was that his hands were shaking.

Fascinating...

The Vulcan sat on the ground beside Jim... but he didn't touch him. They still had awhile to wait for the ambulance... and if it wasn't for Jim's state he could probably run Jim there faster.

Was he going to lose control again like last time? He wasn't sure... he felt rather numb.]

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[Winona sat next to him. ]

You want to tell me what happened? A little more in depth please.

From:

spohkh

[Spock turned his head and regarded the woman... ]

He... was emotionally compromised. It was his desire to go into town and allow himself to be hurt in a physical altercation in town.

I...

...would not allow him to do so. I attempted to fulfill what he wanted, but I could not. Lightening, the horse sensed Jim's erratic emotions and tried to escape from his confines... as he did so he lashed out at Jim.

He was not breathing....

[Tears started to spill over Spock's eyes as he talked...his voice wavering as he shook.]

I am sorry. You were right.... I cannot... I am not good for him. He... could have died.
Again.

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[Winona listened and grew stoic once more. Jim wanted to fight as usual.]

You tried to stop him?

I don't understand how you are bad for him if you put his safety first. Lightning got afraid. He's wild. Wild horses scare easy...

Spock? You're...

[A Vulcan? Crying? ]

Again? What do you mean?

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spohkh

[Spock lifted a hand to his face... and when it came away wet he scrubbed away the tears with his sleeve.
The green blush that spread across his face showed his embarrassment...
...but then..

...oh.

That's right. Winona didn't know. The Vulcan breathed, attempting to regain his emotional control.]

The incident with Khan... Jim was proclaimed officially dead until we realized that Khan's blood could give Jim his life back.
[That was the extremely short version, but Spock didn't know how much he could say right now.
He still felt wholly at fault for this.]

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[She was don't but her mouth opened in surprise, even in disgust. Jim ... Jim died? ]

My son died? And no one bothered to tell me? Not even him... What happened?

[Clearly this wasn't what she wanted to hear right now ]

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[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.]

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[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.

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spohkh

[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.

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_{[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?

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spohkh

[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.]

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[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.

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