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And Makes Us Stronger	By : Leloi Category: S through Z > Star Trek (2009) > Star Trek (2009) Views: 2644 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Captain Kirk stood before the view screen on the bridge of the Enterprise. “Ambassador Spock! A pleasure to see you.” Kirk enthused with a grin plastered on his face.
“Likewise, Captain.” Spock Prime acquiesced in reply.
“How are the kids?”
“They are doing well… growing very quickly.”
“I hear kids do that.” Kirk replied a little flippantly.
“Your arrival is a little early, Captian… we were not expecting you for another week.” Spock Prime moved quickly off the subject of family.
“Yes… well… call me eager.” Kirk replied with a grin. “Can’t stay away from a certain Vulcan even if they tied me down in space dock and claimed the ship wasn’t ready yet. I proved them otherwise.”
“Your resourcefulness is commendable.”
“I was also hoping the crew could spend a little time… you know… mingling with the natives so to speak… building Terran and Vulcan alliances.”
The ambassador gave Kirk a knowing look filled with amusement. “I will see what can be arranged. In the meantime you are welcome to beam down as my guest.”
“Invitation accepted. See you soon.” Kirk winked and the view screen switched off to show New Vulcan below them. “You heard the ambassador. I shall be planet side if anyone needs me. I’ve already put in for my time away. Mr. Sulu you have the com.” Quickly Kirk dashed for the turbolift.
“Was that Vulcan… amused?” Sulu turned to ask Uhura.
Nyota shrugged.
^.~
Spock Prime and Admiral Kirk met Captain Kirk at the beam down coordinates. After exchanging hand gestures, Kirk stepped forward and kissed the older version of his T’hy’la. Spock Prime lightly patted Kirk’s shoulder.
“I hope you don’t plan to give me the same greeting.” The admiral huffed slightly.
“Don’t worry. It’s all for Spock. How is he doing? He hasn’t sent me any messages.”
“He has been very busy with the gamete project.” Spock Prime replied. “He only returns here to meditate and change. You may stay with us for as long as you are here.”
“Thanks.” Kirk replied as his hosts led him away to a dwelling.
“We don’t have much. But you can share the guest room with Spock.” The admiral stated, showing his younger self around.
Kirk stood for a moment in the doorway of the guest room, looking at the Spartan fixtures. “Does he even miss me?”
“Who? Spock? Of course he does… not that he’d ever say it. You know how he can be…” Jim chuckled. “You’re both young and energetic. He’ll be beside himself when he finds out you’re here early.” The admiral winked.
“He hasn’t said anything, has he?” Kirk asked.
Jim crossed his arms over his chest, looking at his younger self. “He’s a very interesting young man… a lot more conflicted than the Spock I know… but he’s lost a lot so far in his young life. He’s also gained a lot too. He wouldn’t speak… you know that. It took years for Spock to speak to me. For much of our early years together he was an enigma wrapped in a mystery. Did he have feelings? Didn’t he have feelings? Did he even like me? You know that twinkle in his eye when he looks at you? The faint smile on the edge of his lips when he speaks to you? That disappears when you’re not around.”
Kirk stared at his counterpart for some time, trying to think about his words. Suddenly they were no longer alone. Two little Vulcan girls stood near them.
“Father… T’Pin is not being logical.” The older looking one stated.
“Cookie!” Shouted the younger.
“I have told her that sweets are not permissible before evening meal and yet she refuses to see logic.”
“Your daughters?” Kirk queried.
“Yes. T’Pal is the eldest. Five going on 40 and T’Pin is two.” Jim reached down to pick up the younger child, groaning as he stood up. “Oh I’m getting to old for this.”
“At least they are Vulcan children.” Kirk mused as he reached out to T’Pin. “Hiya, sweetie.”
T’Pin grew shy and buried her face into her father’s robe.
“You are our father’s other bondmate?” T’Pal asked, raising an eyebrow in a fashion very similar to Spock.
“Yes. I’m him…” Kirk pointed to the admiral. “But I’m younger.”
T’Pal nodded as if that explanation satisfied her.
“She understands that?” Kirk asked.
Jim leaned in close. “I tell you… Vulcan children are a little creepy in that way.” With a wink he pulled away to address the children. “Who wants to help me make evening meal?”
A flicker of excitement seemed to pass through the girls. “Me! Me!” T’Pin cried.
Jim chuckled and looked back at Kirk. “Rest. Spock will be home in a bit.”
Kirk mumbled his thanks and watched his counterpart leave with two little girls. Idly he wondered if he would ever be tied down in paternal bliss. For a moment he thought on his dream son before entering Spock’s room to lie down.
^.~
Kirk woke to someone sitting on the cushions beside him. Rolling over he looked up into the face of his T’hy’la. “Hey…” The greeting was soft and informal as he lifted his hand.
Spock reached out and caressed Kirk’s fingers with his own. “You did not tell me you were coming this early.”
“I stole the ship out of dock and high tailed it out here.” Kirk chuckled.
Spock stared at him in shock. “You are… bluffing?”
“Just took it out for a test run and ended up here with the rest of the crew.” Kirk laced his fingers with Spock’s and pulled him down onto the cushions to kiss him.
Spock allowed himself to be kissed for a moment before pulling away. “We are expected at evening meal.”
“I have plenty to eat right here.” Kirk stated, pulling Spock down again to resume kissing. “I missed you.”
“It is rude to refuse hospitality when you are a guest.” Spock replied, pulling away again.
“Fine… you win.” Kirk sat up, running a hand through his hair to put it back to rights.
“Here… I have something to show you.” Spock retrieved his data PADD and placed it on Kirk’s lap.
Kirk blinked at the image he was seeing. The image appeared to have been taken with a scanner and it was somewhat indistinct, but the movement was recognizable. “A… fetus?”
Spock pressed a button and a later image of the fetus appeared, this time with a fluttering of the heart.
“Is this your… fetus?” Kirk stared up at Spock, confused. “Are you telling me you’re going to be a father?”
“That is what I am here for…” Spock replied. “It will be a boy.”
A sudden pain filled Kirk’s heart. Hastily he stood. “I think I’m ready for evening meal now.”
Confused, Spock stood and followed his husband out into the eating room. The rest of the household had already begun to gather. What was wrong with his Jim?
^.~
A week passed and they didn’t talk about Spock’s child… nor did they have sex. Captain Kirk excused himself after evening meal and returned to the Enterprise, claiming some made up ship need. Really he went back so he didn’t have to face the idea of Spock fathering children without him.
It wasn’t fair that he had to share his husband with Vulcan. It was all well and fine when they spoke of an unknown future… but now there was a new life started by his T’hy’la with some unknown female. And it wasn’t like he would be asked to share in that child’s life. The admiral could stay on Vulcan and live in domestic bliss because of his retirement. Kirk was far from retired. Spock would have a connection to the offspring that he could not… he was just the father’s bondmate.
And, of course, Kirk felt miserable with the guilt he carried. At the first bump in the marital road he had run away… and here was the second bump. Instead of speaking to his husband, he chose to hide away. What kind of bondmate was he?
Still technically on leave, he spent his time in his cabin going over paperwork springing Enterprise out of dock had caused. Vaguely he wished he would have waited the final week. Of course the ugly truth about his feeling about the child would be out there, but he and Spock would be safely out in space, not having to think about it.
^.~
It was the day of the actually appointment for Spock’s return. Kirk absently answered his door chime. Shock filled him seeing Spock Prime standing in the doorway of his room.
“I do not understand something, T’hy’la.” The ambassador stated, entering the room so the door could slide shut.
“What is that?” Kirk replied.
“I know you love my counterpart and myself and yet you would cause us great pain.”
Kirk swallowed hard. “What do you mean?”
“There was no reason for you to leave when you did.”
“Spock seemed really… busy. And I was a week early.”
“He finally told me about how he showed you images of the child. You were apprehensive.”
“Yes… well why the hell not!” Kirk replied, beginning to pace in the small room. “My husband goes back and fathers a child with someone else? His FIRST child? And it just so happens to be the gender of the child that I dreamed about? Forgive me for not passing out cigars! I know you people have control over what sex chromosomes the child will have. Did it HAVE TO be a boy? Do you know how HURT I was when I found out…” Kirk stopped, wearily rubbing his face with his hand. “It’s just not fair. He’ll have a connection to the child that I can never share. We’ll leave orbit and I’ll never… He at least is a father. What am I?”
Spock Prime reached out and lightly touched Kirk’s fingers with his own.
Kirk stood before his older T’hy’la and allowed the contact. “It’s just… not fair.”
“Spock thought you would be pleased with the child’s gender.”
“Well I’m NOT!” Kirk growled and pulled his fingers away. “And what does my opinion matter anyway? This has nothing to do with me.” Angrily he crossed his arms over his chest.
“I am sorry you feel that way. The children of your bondmate are your children too. I am grateful that your counterpart accepts that. I love him all the more for it.”
“So I’m just a selfish bastard… is that it?” Kirk grumbled. “My opinion doesn’t matter anyway… it’s about his world and his people… I’m not a part of that.”
“You are young, T’hy’la. You have no experience with families, having lost yours. I try and fill that void. I hope you see me not only as an older version of your bondmate but as a friend and brother. That is part of what T’hy’la is between two males. You told me two months ago that you were upset that he would not allow you to go with my younger self to Vulcan. You wanted to be a part of his Vulcan life.”
“Yeah… well I was rejected.”
“I told you to be patient with him for he too is young. I asked you to send your semen in a stasis chamber.”
“It was a very weird request.”
“Not entirely. The process of separating human DNA and Vulcan DNA for use in creating offspring is rather interesting. In my case most of my Vulcan DNA was used and added to a donated egg of a Vulcan female. A child resulted. One could theoretically combine the gametes of any two individuals to create an offspring by using a donated empty egg. Unfortunately my Jim is getting a little old. His sperm count is beginning to drop. You are young and healthy.”
Kirk looked confused. “So you’re experimenting using my sperm?”
Spock raised an eyebrow. “If successful then even T’hy’la bondmates can combine their DNA and create offspring.”
“You’re saying… it may be possible to have a child with Spock?”
Spock raised his chin a bit. “Your Spock is ready to return to the ship. Know if you need anything that I am always here for you. Live long and prosper, T’hy’la.”
“You too…” Kirk replied absently, lost in thought.
^.~
Spock entered their shared quarters and looked around, finding Kirk sitting on the bed, staring down at the floor. “Commander Spock returning for duty.”
“At ease…” Kirk replied, unable to raise his eyes for the amount of shame that he felt.
“I reported to the bridge first. They told me where you were.”
Kirk nodded glumly.
“Jim…” Spock crossed the room to sit beside Kirk on the bed. “T’hy’la… You know I am yours.”
“Are you?” Kirk finally looked up, catching Spock’s eyes with his own.
Spock reached out and placed his fingertips upon the familiar meld points. The meld overtook them and he leaned in, sharing breath with his bondmate.
Kirk leaned in against Spock’s fingers, feeling Spock’s warm thoughts surround his own. He felt like a puzzle piece being snapped into place. His mind finally syncing up with the one he shared his soul with. “I missed you… so much…”
Spock lay back on the bed and pulled Kirk down atop him. “Show me.”
Kirk’s fingers slipped into the traditional Vulcan traveling robe Spock wore around his naked body. Lips found a neck to kiss and a collar bone to nip. His mouth raised a dark green bruise to the surface as Spock arched below him. “Mine…” The human muttered against the saliva dampened skin.
“Of course… always.” Spock whispered with his eyes shut tight.
Kirk efficiently undressed his bondmate, pushing aside the robe as he got up to undress. His eyes watched as Spock lay there, ready for anything that Kirk cared to do to him. The green phallis was engorged, waiting. “You are mine, Spock.”
Spock opened his eyes, looking up at Kirk. “I am and always will be… yours.”
With a smile Kirk lay down, rubbing himself against the cooler body beneath him. “I’m so afraid I’ll miss out on something in your life… Vulcan takes you away from me…” Fighting back a sniffle, Kirk continued to rub, oiling his own member with Spock’s natural lubrication. “I feel bad that I’m so jealous. I can’t help it…” Then he pushed in to his T’hy’la, easing in as strong muscles clenched on him. “I’m human, Spock… God, I’m so human.” Helplessly he thrust, his body demanding an intense rhythm.
It didn’t take much. Married life had given him regular release but this was the first time he had been away from his bondmate for weeks on end. It was like the body below him was welcoming him home after a long absence. Within a few minutes both pressed together as much as their bodies allowed and Kirk felt relief wash over him at the intensity of the union.
“I really am sorry, Spock. I didn’t mean to hurt you by leaving like that. I was just so… hurt and I took it out on you. I shouldn’t have. It’s not your fault you have to do this.”
Spock was silent for a time, seemingly in thought. “It is very human of you.”
“That’s not an excuse I know.” Kirk rolled off and lay beside his T’hy’la, fingers lightly rubbing against the Vulcan’s.
Spock gave a soft smile and snuggled closer. “That is why I love you.”
Startled, Kirk pulled back. “Did you just say…?”
“There is something we need to discuss.” Pulling away, Spock took a PADD from his robe pocket and presented the image of the fetus to Kirk. “I was going to tell you before… that night after evening meal when we were alone again."
Kirk looked down at the child that had been the focus of his jealousy the past week.
“We need to decide how best to raise the child. A star ship is not the safest place for a newborn. Plans will need to be made.”
“I don’t understand. Won’t he stay with his mother and be raised on Vulcan?” Kirk asked, clearly confused.
Spock bowed his head, his fingers tented together. “He belongs with his fathers, T’hy’la. Our counterparts have offered to foster him until he is at an age we can…”
“Wait!” Kirk raised his hand, effectively cutting off Spock’s words. “This is… OUR child? Yours and mine?”
“That is affirmative.” Spock replied.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I was not given the chance.” Spock replied, finding himself once more pinned to the bed, the PADD falling to the floor. Dark brown eyes stared up at the human man straddling him. “You are pleased.”
“How can you tell?” Kirk grinned, reaching down to position Spock against his ass.
Spock closed his eyes and pushed up, stifling a soft groan as he gently thrust up.
“Our baby, Spock… a boy…” Kirk began to ride the Vulcan, rolling his hips. “Our son.” Bowing down his lips took his lover’s and kissed hard. The euphoria washed over him as he moved.
“Ours.” Spock echoed.
^.~
“He is so small.” Kirk mused, his arms holding the small bundle close to his chest. “Look at him… black hair just like his daddy…” Cooing lightly, Kirk began a bouncy walk, known by many fathers over time. “That’s right… just like your Vulcan daddy. But you have my ears… yes you do.”
That wasn’t entirely true. There was a small contribution of his Vulcan genes that gave the child slightly pointed ears, but Kirk didn’t care.
The other father watched his T’hy’la bond with their newborn with a look of growing pride.
“You did not remove your Vulcan traits?” Spock Prime asked, watching Kirk with the infant.
“I had no reason to. He is a combination of myself and my bondmate… as it should be.” Spock replied.
“What will you name him?” Admiral Kirk asked, holding T’Pin up so she could get a better view of what was genetically her half brother.
“Cookie!” T’Pin cried, pointing to the baby.
The humans burst out laughing and even the Vulcans had to smirk.
“I am not naming my son Cookie.” Spock shook his head.
“Amandus.” Kirk stated quietly. “I looked it up… it’s the male form of Amanda.”
Spock’s eyes twinkled at his bondmate. “George Amandus Kirk.”
“Hello George. I’m your daddy Jim… and this is your other daddy Spock.” Kirk told the sleeping infant. “But we’ll call you Cookie.”
--Finis
Notes: DONE! Thank you all for reading my long winded trilogy. Now also posted to the KS archive. ^^v
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