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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..."
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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Date: 2013-08-06 03:04 am (UTC)[Spock looks at Winona with a raised eyebrow...]
Once the elders realized their mistake, they did not seek to 'push' the matter. As for who specifically broke it off, it was very much a mutual decision.
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Date: 2013-08-06 03:10 am (UTC)I see... So marriage is taken pretty seriously by the vulcans?
[That's a bit of relief.]
Tell me more. What is a typical vulcan marriage like? What are the gender roles? I doubt Jim has thought much about it beyond the fact that he's into you.
What do you expect from my son?
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Date: 2013-08-06 03:16 am (UTC)What I expect of Jim and what Vulcan expects of Jim are completely different things Missus Kirk. What you need to understand is that I am half-human and Vulcan no longer exists. What I expect is that Jim and I last as bondmates... nothing more, and nothing less.
I had not... expected that he would accept my proposal.
As for a typical Vulcan marriage, the bond is its center. Any ceremony that follows is mere formality, and not strictly necessary. There are no gender rolls as such... but...
There are... certain specifics that need to be taken care of... [Spock's blush darkens as he looks away. There was no way in hell that he was talking about Pon Farr with Winona Kirk.]
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Date: 2013-08-06 03:24 am (UTC)[She nodded as he talked. Formalities and kind sentiments. Jim didn't have to do anything he didn't want to in essence.]
You hadn't expected him to? But I thought you were such destined partners? Wouldn't it seem a given for him to agree?
[Then Spock blushed and Winona did too after shutting her eyes to keep from rolling them. Did he really just bring up that he had to consummate the marriage with her son? Oh for the love of.... well at least he curbed it and at least he had the decency to blush about it.... and at least he apparently had the decency not to sleep with her son yet. Though she was so sure they had been. They slept in the same room she just assumed... But no matter. She'd rather not dwell here.]
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Date: 2013-08-06 03:28 am (UTC)Jim is... Telsu... a gift. Too good to be true. I had no right to assume that he would allow his mind to be bonded to my own. To ask someone to give up their very privacy to another being...
...some would say that it is too much of a sacrifice. I would content myself to fulfill any role that Jim desired... even if it meant that I was to simply remain his friend.
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Date: 2013-08-06 03:36 am (UTC)[She nods, accepting his words as they are and nothing more. She isn't going to be impressed or displeased by his words but he was still a stranger to her, though not quite... he wasn't a close trusted individual. His claim to be happy with Jim in any capacity was enough to charm the casual listener but Winona was skeptical and hard to appease in her bitter widowhood.]
I see. I'm glad you put some consideration into it. You already know that Jim often doesn't.
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Date: 2013-08-06 03:44 am (UTC)Jim was very considerate.... just not in the usual way. Yet... he can see that Winona is still very guarded around him...
...as he was around her.]
You must understand Missus Kirk... Vulcans do not 'share' emotions or feelings with one another. It is considered inappropriate and improper. [Spock gives her a look... willing her to understand that everything he had just told her...
...was really very hard for him to share. It just wasn't the Vulcan way.... And in essence, she was asking him to forget everything he had learned growing up.]
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Date: 2013-08-06 03:46 am (UTC)....
Have I... done something wrong?
.....Sorry. [She looked away.]
I won't ask anymore. I didn't mean to offend you.
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Date: 2013-08-06 03:51 am (UTC)It is illogical to hold blame to one who does not know. There is no offense taken...
...however, I do not have much comfort speaking of such things with....anyone.
I ask that you merely have patience with me and to not withhold your curiosity.
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Date: 2013-08-06 04:00 am (UTC)....[She nodded, looking at him once more.]
I can do that.
As long as you're honest and upfront with me too. We'll adjust.
[She was nothing if not adaptable.
Soon an orderly came to inform them Jim was in a room now and they could see him. Winona rose from her place.]
Shall we?
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Date: 2013-08-06 04:02 am (UTC)A million things race through the Vulcan's mind as he conjures images of what Jim might look like.
Either way, he knows intimately how much he hates the image of Jim in a hospital bed. This time is no different as they walk into Jim's room.]
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Date: 2013-08-06 04:10 am (UTC)[Surprisingly Jim looks close to himself. A bit swollen but thanks to the serum from Khan's blood that Leonard already injected into him, he's healing up fast, the swelling's gone down considerably from surgery. He's asleep, still unconscious from the drugs. Winona steps over, eyes never leaving him as she sits at his side.
The wall panel with his vitals was about half and half with red and green status bars. He wasn't terrible but he wasn't well off either. Surely Leonard will see to that in the next few days.]
He looks a lot better than I thought he would.
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Date: 2013-08-07 03:42 pm (UTC)Standing by Jim's bed, the Vulcan slowly reaches forward and gently touches Jim's fingers... the bond sings at the connection and at the confirmation of life.]
Indeed...
Please sit Missus Kirk... I am comfortable standing.
[Traditional hospital room with one chair right? Spock can stand for as long as he can stay awake.]
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Date: 2013-08-07 05:09 pm (UTC)I'll get someone to bring in another seat, Spock. It's not a big deal.
[She stepped from the room to procure the additional furniture. In the meantime, Spock's communicator chimed a notification. He had a message from a former partner.]
[She's been such a good ex and waited the obligatory week before she communicated with you and everything, Spock.]
Hello, Spock.
If you're free there's a vulcan horticulture exhibit going on near the embassy. I thought you might enjoy going. Maybe you can explain to me and Jim more about the plants from your homeworld.
Nyota.
[There is so much desire there to be close to you, to heal the rift torn by the breakup. She knows it will take time and experience with you to do that so both hesitantly and eagerly she will reach out first.]
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Date: 2013-08-07 05:15 pm (UTC)Nyota?
With only a bit of hesitation, Spock lifted his other hand to type a response.]
Greetings Nyota,
I appreciate your offer, however I am unable to comply. Currently, the Captain and I are in Iowa visiting his family. Unfortunately there has been an accident. Jim will be in the hospital until Doctor McCoy releases him. As such, I cannot leave his side.
Spock
[Spock taps 'send'... still feeling that odd disconnect.]
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Date: 2013-08-07 06:04 pm (UTC)[A quick response arrived in minutes]
Can I call you now?
[Don't worry about giving her a reply. If she doesn't get a 'no' in five minutes she'll just take the initiative. bring bring, Spock]
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Date: 2013-08-07 06:06 pm (UTC)He was definitely not expecting Nyota to call... then again, she always did manage to surprise him.]
Greetings Nyota.
[She wanted to call him... he will let her ask the questions.
Stubborn Vulcan as always.]
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Date: 2013-08-07 06:18 pm (UTC)Hey....
I hope this isn't a bad time.
[Her voice wasn't it's typical cool collected self. It betrayed her anxiety and panic.]
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Date: 2013-08-07 06:24 pm (UTC)...He's being a dick again, he knows it. he knows now that he should assure her... and get over himself.]
It is not a 'bad time' per say. We are merely waiting for Jim to regain consciousness.
Do not worry Nyota, the Captain is recovering.
He was kicked by a horse.... Doctor McCoy is here to care for him.
[He hoped that would calm her
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Date: 2013-08-07 06:31 pm (UTC)[He's not being a dick, she doesn't feel dicked around, she called him semi-unsolicited after all]
We? Oh, you and Leo.
He got kicked by a horse?.... is he alright? What's his condition?
....Are you alright?
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Date: 2013-08-07 06:42 pm (UTC)He is...
...recovering. And his condition is stable. I am uncertain of how much I should say over comm, but know that Doctor McCoy is utilizing the same methods as the last time.
[Just in case their conversation was recorded... He didn't want Leonard to get in trouble after all.]
I am well Nyota. I thank you for your concern.
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Date: 2013-08-07 06:46 pm (UTC)Oh! His mom, right...
[How was that going? Were you in need of some help out there? Nyota just imagined Spock being lost in a sea of unfamiliar human emotions, drowning in awkward confusion.]
You're not just telling me that?
I remember how you were last time when Jim was in the hospital.
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Date: 2013-08-07 06:51 pm (UTC)[That was definitely the truth... If it wasn't for her, Spock might have gone berserk.]
Though this is far from an optimal situation, I am fine now that Jim is stable.
[If she had called a half-hour ago... it might not have been too good.]
I must admit Nyota... I did not expect you to call.
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Date: 2013-08-07 06:56 pm (UTC)I'm glad to hear that.
[She breathed a genuine sigh of relief. As long as Spock was alright, then she could be comfortable. And Spock's web of helpful humans was growing. This was wonderful news. And she understood the implication that Spock wasn't fine before Jim was stable... it still turned the knife in her gut to hear him talk like that. He was so attached to Jim's every quirk and nuance... But she had to forget that, she was only here for Spock.]
Why wouldn't I call?
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Date: 2013-08-07 07:02 pm (UTC)[Spock didn't really know how to word it. Maybe he thought it was wishful thinking that Nyota would actually one day see him as a friend.]
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