Consequences | By : KonekoRain Category: S through Z > Star Trek (2009) > Star Trek (2009) Views: 2298 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“Wha-- H-How?” Jim stammered, eyes wide. Spock relaxed his muscles slightly at the astonished whisper.
“Doctor M'Benga and I believe it has to do with my hybrid physiology.” he answered quietly. Jim exhaled heavily and propped his head on his hands.
“How did you find out?”
“Nyota forced me to go to sick bay after my becoming ill. They drew blood and ran some tests, at which point they found an anomaly in my hormones.”
“You didn't tell me you were sick.” Spock stayed silent at that statement. Of course he hadn't told Jim. He hadn't spoken to the man in over a week. Spock was looking away when he heard the next, near silent, question.
“What are you gonna do?”
“I do not comprehend your question.” Jim sighed at that.
“Are you going to keep it?” he asked, a slight frustration apparent in his tone. Spock's response was immediate.
“Of course. For humans, that may be a decision that is made, but for Vulcans, there is no such choice.” Jim said nothing after that. Spock could practically feel the emotional turmoil rolling off the man in waves. After, what seemed like a lifetime, Jim sighed and rose to his feet.
“I-I have to get back to the bridge. You can take the day off.” he said, making a hasty retreat to his own quarters to get dressed. Spock just sat, silently, on the bed. That ache in his side was back. He didn't expect anything from Jim. He would never force the man into something he didn't want to do. He cared about him too much to do that. Still, the reality of doing this on his own was staggering and frightening.
~x~x~x~Jim sat in the captain's chair not saying a word. He was well aware that he was receiving stares from around the room, but he didn't care. His stomach was rolling with nervousness and nausea. Why was this happening? Sure, everyone assumed that his sexual habits would leave him a parent eventually, but Spock? Really? He just couldn't wrap his mind around it. Jim was still in shock when his shift ended. He attempted to beat a hasty retreat, but got stopped by Uhura anyway.“What's going on?” she asked, accusation in her voice.
“Nothing.” he lied.
“Oh, really? Then why were you late to the bridge and why did Spock not show up?” Jim, who wanted nothing more than to hole up in Bones' office with the man's bourbon, snapped.
“It's none of your business, lieutenant!” Uhura's eyes widened before narrowing in anger.
“Captain or not, if you hurt him in any way, I will destroy you.” she seethed before turning and stomping off. Jim just rolled his eyes and continued on his journey to sick bay. When he got there, he saw Bones in his office working, presumably, on paperwork. He was about to head in that direction when he saw M'Benga out the corner of his eye. Stalking over to the man, he stepped right up into his personal space, whispering furiously.
“Why the hell did you not inform me that my First Officer was pregnant?!” M'Benga looked startled for a second before his professional demeanor took over.
“My patient requested that I keep this information to myself. Might I remind you that, as a doctor, I am under oath to uphold the privacy of my patients.” This only made Jim even angrier.
“Might I remind you that, as captain of this ship, it is my business to know when something will impede my officer's duties.”
“Mr. Spock's current condition in no way impedes his ability to do his job.” Jim sighed in frustration and threw his hands up in defeat. He was furious with the man, but knew that he better get into his CMO's office before he did something that he would regret. As the door to the office swished open, Bones looked up from his work and he grinned at Jim. One look at Jim's stony expression and his grin fell into a frown. Jim ordered the door to lock before throwing himself into the chair opposite Bones'.
“What the hell happened this time, kid?” the older man asked. Jim just sighed and looked Bones in the eye for a moment before speaking.
“Alcohol?” was all he said. Bones laughed at him and reached in his bottom desk drawer, pulling out a bottle of bourbon and two glasses. He poured the amber liquid into the glasses and pushed one to Jim. Jim immediately downed the entire thing, feeling the drink burning a trail down his throat and into his stomach. Only after that did he begin talking.
“Spock's pregnant.” Jim stated despondently. This abrupt announcement caused Bones to choke on his drink and splutter, coughing for a moment.
“Excuse me, what?!” he asked, incredulous.
“Yeah, just found out this morning. Apparently, M'Benga's been keeping things from both of us.” he said in irritation.
“You're lying.” Bones accused. As he looked into Jim's eyes, however, he found all the truth he needed. Jim jumped when Bones slammed his hands down on the desk, causing the glasses to clank. Bones walked, swiftly, from the room. Jim watched through the small window as the man approached M'Benga and appeared to be chewing the man out. When he returned, Bones had a PADD in his hand and was scanning through some documents. He sat back down in his chair and looked up at Jim.
“Did he tell you anything else about it?”
“Just that he came in because he was sick and they found out when they ran blood work. He said they think something might be wonky because he's a hybrid.” Bones replied, still staring at the PADD.
“Yeah, that's what it says here. If Spock agrees, we can run some more tests to see if we can find the exact reason. Of course, I want him in here, today, for a check-up. Wait, is he going to keep it?” Bones asked, looking up. Jim nodded at him and the older man continued. “Alright, we have to monitor this closely. He's gotta come in, whether or not he wants to, when anything feels wrong. I've never heard of this happening before, so we're winging it. I also want to get in touch with his father to see if there has ever been a similar situation and to see how Vulcan pregnancies generally go.” Jim seemed a bit overwhelmed with what Bones was saying. He just nodded, numbly. Bones, realizing this, asked a tentative question. “What are you going to do?” Jim sighed before answering.
“I don't know.”
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