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FIC: The Promise (Kirk/McCoy, 1/1)

Title: The Promise
Author: Jaylee
Fandom: Star Trek Reboot
Pairing: Kirk/McCoy
Summary: So that was what the Vulcan wanted, a pissing contest. Well, Leonard was more than willing to play. Sequel, of sorts, to "The Journey There".
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, I'm just borrowing them for a little non-profit geared fun.
Kudos: Special thanks to sundara for the fabulous beta work and polishing, and for keeping me entertained with fic and vids while I've been stuck at home sick. She rocks beyond the telling of it.
Dedication: For the lovely dawning_star who requested a sequel to "The Journey There" with Spock Prime and Bones having an alpha male conversation.


*****

Leonard McCoy had no desire to meet the bastard. One Spock was bad enough, but two? That was just fate trying to punish him and doing a bang up job of rubbing that punishment in. If he wasn’t in such a hurry to catch the next shuttle up to the space dock so he wouldn’t miss riding there with Jim, who was, undoubtedly, already on the shuttle, he might have turned and walked the other direction.

Still, it was rude to ignore the old man when he was standing right in front of him. His father had raised him better than that.

Not for the first time, Leonard wondered what he had done in a past life to merit such poor luck in this one… with one exception, the one bright-eyed, golden-haired nuisance, that crazy-assed force of nature that was the only thing worth getting out of bed for some mornings. For him, Leonard would put up with a dozen Spocks, though he wouldn’t necessarily like it.

If the older being had just waited another day to hunt him down…. Just twenty-four hours and the Enterprise would be leaving dock, taking him and Jim with it, off on a five year adventure of destruction, disease and chaos.

Better that than this.

“Hello, old friend,” the wizened Vulcan stated. Leonard had to squelch a grunt in reply. Old friends? Right. Leonard wondered if, in that other universe, his alternate self was slightly unhinged, a couple of contaminants short of an outbreak. It would certainly explain a few things.

“I don’t know you. I know the younger you, and he’s a bit of a bastard, so please forgive me if I’m not exactly jumping for joy at our running into one another,” Leonard said, folding his arms. Yes, his daddy was turning over in his grave at his rudeness, but well, Jim had told him about the mind meld and its effects, and Leonard was in no mood to put up with the patronizing Vulcan bullshit of the one who had forcibly mind-fucked the one he loved. Nor did he appreciate the whole ‘Kirk and Spock are destined to rule the fucking universe’ bullshit. He had a hard enough time keeping Jim out of trouble without anyone actually feeding into Jim’s invincibility complex.

“Like everything, time and patience can accomplish a great deal,” the Vulcan stated, and Leonard didn’t even try to hold back an eye roll.

Oh, of course. Right was the way of the universe, Leonard McCoy would always be the doctor assigned to Jim Kirk, Nero or no Nero, and Vulcans named Spock would always get off spouting pointless, logical nonsense that served no purpose other than getting under Leonard’s skin. He doubted that would change whether he was thirty, fifty, or too old to remember his own name.

“I’m sure,” Leonard responded, inserting just the right amount of sarcasm to, hopefully, piss the guy off, even if the repressed hobgoblin didn’t show it. He had to get something out of this encounter. “Is there a point to this conversation? I’m supposed to meet Jim on the shuttle.”

“Were you aware that in my timeline, you and Jim did not meet until you were assigned to the Enterprise when Jim had already been an officer a number of years prior to becoming captain of the Enterprise,” Spock inquired, his tone carrying no inflection, though Bones got it, regardless.

Vulcans don’t have emotions, his ass.

So that was what the Vulcan wanted, a pissing contest. Well, Leonard was more than willing to play. He’d been dying to tell a Spock off, either one of them, for any number of reasons, anyway. He could give as well as he got. And if the hobgoblin thought that memories of another life in another universe were going to sway him, well, it was past time to set the record straight.

“Not relevant,” Leonard stated, the force behind his words surprising even him. “Whatever happened in your timeline has no consequence in this one. Your Jim Kirk and mine share a name and DNA, that’s all. In case you hadn’t noticed, things are different here. In this timeline I’ve been by Jim’s side since the moment we met on the shuttle that dragged us both here. I’ve been the one to watch as he grew from a fucked-up kid with more issues than you can shake a stick at, to a man worthy of becoming captain of the Federation’s flagship. While your alternate self has almost killed him, twice. Do you really want to play this game with me?”

The Vulcan smiled, just a small twitch at the corner of his lips, but whether it was a small grin or a large one, Leonard still wanted to punch him. Nothing he had just said was meant to be amusing.

“You misunderstand me old friend,” the old man replied with a raised eyebrow, “I was simply pointing out that in any universe, regardless of how you meet, you and Jim are friends. It seems to be a universal constant.”

“Well, we’re a good deal more than friends in this one,” Leonard grunted. He didn’t owe the hobgoblin any explanations; he didn’t. His feelings for Jim belonged to Jim’s ears and Jim’s ears only. Still, he couldn’t help the insecurity that stirred within him when confronted with the man who had been in his place at Jim’s side in an alternate universe.

He didn’t appreciate the feeling. He was an adult, damnit, and too old for an attack of the green-eyed monster, but his romantic relationship with Jim was still too new. He had only recently gotten through to the kid, after years of standing stoically by his side, hoping, and yes, even praying that Jim would reach the point where he would let Leonard all the way in. Where he could break through Jim’s pain and fear of abandonment and reach that heart he knew beat stronger and larger than was good for the kid. He didn’t appreciate his position being threatened with tales of mythical relationships of another time.

It was he who had put in the time, it was he who got the reward…one marginally insane, beautiful boy who was smarter and more capable than the whole lot of Starfleet put together, and who possessed enough gravitational force for whole planets to revolve around his ass.

Spock merely raised an eyebrow at this revelation, eyeing him with a new understanding, a new resolve. Leonard was in too much of a hurry to put up with this nonsense. He wanted to get his seat, a shot of whiskey, and Jim, not necessarily in that order.

“I had come here to ask you to keep on eye on Jim for me. My younger counterpart is not at the point yet where he has Jim’s best interests at heart. I see now that such a request is unnecessary,” the older Vulcan stated calmly, his face stoic and unreadable.

For a minute Leonard wanted to chuckle. Oh, so that was what this was about, a meeting of the alpha males getting together to discuss the crazy-assed tendencies of their mutual obsession. Not for the first time Leonard wondered what it was about Jim that inspired otherwise logically driven, knowledgeable, adult men to go apeshit crazy with the over-protectiveness, but concluded that it was one of those great mysteries of the universe that might never be solved. Jim Kirk had, and always would, defy all logic. Apparently even Vulcan logic.

“You’re right, your request is unnecessary. I look after Jim, it’s what I do. Always have, always will,” he announced gruffly, looking away. He shouldn’t be saying any of this, he didn’t normally have the tolerance to placate Vulcan sensibilities, especially in regards to Jim, yet he felt possessed to say it. Maybe he was getting soft in his old age, or maybe it was because it warmed his heart, just a bit, that there were others out there looking out for Jim’s welfare. For so long, Leonard had been Jim’s only family, he and Admiral Pike Jim’s only defenders. It was nice that there were more now who cared.

Jim needed more love in his life to make up for not having any as a kid. Although all this maudlin bullshit was starting to make Leonard more than a little flustered. Good god, grown men weren’t supposed to be waxing poetic on their way to a goddamned shuttle scheduled to take them to their doom. He blamed Jim for all of these schmaltzy feelings. The kid was like a goddamned disease, spreading sentimentality like a fucking virus. Worse yet, Leonard hoped he never found a cure. He liked the effect Jim had on him, liked how Jim made him feel. Someone should just shoot him now and put him out of his goddamned misery.

The Vulcan must have been reading his mind, because Leonard heard a soft chuckle and had to do a double take to be sure he heard what he thought he heard. It was shocking, for certain. This older version of that tight-assed Spock could actually laugh. Somewhere down in Georgia there were some swine flying through the air, free as they pleased. That and Satan was ice skating in hell.

So maybe it wasn’t a stretch, maybe he and this older, unbound version of Spock could one day be friends. If the Vulcan could laugh, could find amusement in life’s little quirks, then he couldn’t be as tightly wound as previously suspected. Leonard had seen enough of the universe to know that stranger things had happened. And they did have one big fucking commonality…they both loved Jim.

Both of them wanted what was best for him.

“My friend,” Spock responded, sincerely, “there is not another in the universe who I would trust more with looking after our mutual captain and friend.”

“Well good, as long as we understand each other,” Bones retorted, because yes, Spock had shocked him by showing actual emotion, but he didn’t have to take it easier on the bastard; reputation to uphold and all that.

“Bones, where are you? The shuttle is about to leave,” Leonard heard a familiar voice call out, and turned to see the subject of the day rapidly approaching them, looking ever eager, ever excited, like a goddamned kid set lose in a candy store, ready to start his great adventure in space.

Leonard shot Spock another look, out of the corner of his eye, and watched as the Vulcan eyed Jim with obvious affection, neither hampered nor vague.

Yes, maybe one day he and Spock would be friends, but Leonard was sure as hell going to get in his two-cents-worth in the meantime. As soon as Jim reached them, Leonard grabbed him, pulled Jim's body flush against his own, and kissed him as if his very life depended on it.

Jim was shocked at first, Leonard could tell by how he stiffened up initially, but it didn’t take but a second for Jim to give in and melt in Leonard’s embrace, the captain sagging against him in a way that could only be construed as obvious love, trust and lust.

Like it always was with Jim, Leonard felt himself get lost in the moment. Smelled that familiar, husky scent of Jim in his nose, heady and powerful, his own particular aphrodisiac. Felt overcome and energized, as if he wanted to simultaneously push Jim against the closest pillar and stuff his hands under his shirt and pull Jim so close, so tight against his body that not even a speck of dust could fit between them. Jim had this way of taking over all of his senses when they kissed, and Leonard wouldn’t give that feeling up for the world.

And now the Vulcan knew it, too.

“Are you ready to go?” Jim asked when they had ended their kiss, face flushed and lips swollen. The newly appointed captain turned briefly and flashed a small grin and a nod of recognition at the older Vulcan standing next to them, muttering a “Hey, Ambassador,” and then turned back to Bones, inquisitively, impatiently waiting for an answer to his question, unbothered by the doctor having taken liberties in front of an audience not seconds earlier.

“Sure, kid,” Leonard replied, grinning hugely. “I’m right behind you.”


The End!

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lisamariedavis
Aug. 15th, 2009 01:52 am (UTC)
The last line says it all!
jaylee_g
Aug. 15th, 2009 02:05 am (UTC)
Thanks for responding! I'm honored you liked. :-)
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thistlerose
Aug. 15th, 2009 03:10 am (UTC)
I hope Bones and Spock get to be friends at some point; I always enjoyed their relationship in TOS. But I kind of love McCoy being all protective and assertive in front of old!Spock. He comes across as a little insecure, but still quite fierce. I really liked this.
jaylee_g
Aug. 15th, 2009 03:19 am (UTC)
I loved their friendship a lot in TOS, too. They were hysterical. I recently re-watched the Motion Picture and that scene where they see each other again after so long...priceless. They go right back into their banter without missing a beat, lol.

Thanks for the wonderful feedback! It's awesome that you enjoyed this and it's predecessor. You're really making my day here. :-)
blcwriter
Aug. 15th, 2009 03:32 am (UTC)
Oh, so that was what this was about, a meeting of the alpha males getting together to discuss the crazy-assed tendencies of their mutual obsession. Not for the first time Leonard wondered what it was about Jim that inspired otherwise logically driven, knowledgeable, adult men to go apeshit crazy with the over-protectiveness, but concluded that it was one of those great mysteries of the universe that might never be solved.
***
Oh holy shit, yes.

So hot, and you've captured Jim's draw and McCoy's thoughts on the matter perfectly.
jaylee_g
Aug. 15th, 2009 06:52 am (UTC)
Well thank you, my dear. It's awesome to get feedback from an author I admire. I'm thrilled that you enjoyed the story. :-)
mercymea
Aug. 15th, 2009 04:15 am (UTC)
i like this a lot
jaylee_g
Aug. 15th, 2009 06:53 am (UTC)
Thank you! I'm honored. :-)
pixelmayhem
Aug. 15th, 2009 04:19 am (UTC)
Not for the first time Leonard wondered what it was about Jim that inspired otherwise logically driven, knowledgeable, adult men to go apeshit crazy with the over-protectiveness

♥ You fed my McCoy has a 'discussion' with Spock Prime kink. Enabler.

I loved this! Getting into McCoy's head at this particular juncture where the relationship is new and insecure but still such a god damned beacon to his soul. Where he sees light that seems to pour out of him from simply thinking about Jim. And then Spock Prime makes him all introspective. Beautiful. Thanks for sharing!
jaylee_g
Aug. 15th, 2009 06:56 am (UTC)
You fed my McCoy has a 'discussion' with Spock Prime kink. Enabler.

LOL! I try, I try.

Wow, what awesome feedback. Thank you for your heartwarming words. You've put a huge smile on my face. I'm so happy that you enjoyed the fic.
abigail89
Aug. 15th, 2009 04:19 am (UTC)
Excellent!
jaylee_g
Aug. 15th, 2009 06:56 am (UTC)
Thanks! I'm tickled you liked it. :-)
secretsolitaire
Aug. 15th, 2009 04:23 am (UTC)
Aww. :-)
jaylee_g
Aug. 15th, 2009 06:57 am (UTC)
*blushes* Glad you liked. :-)
dawning_star
Aug. 15th, 2009 04:47 am (UTC)
You do love to spoil me!

It's absolutely lovely. Thank you. :)
sangueuk
Aug. 15th, 2009 06:21 am (UTC)
what an amazing icon!
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inell
Aug. 15th, 2009 05:44 am (UTC)
Oh, I'm glad to see a sequel to your other fic. This was brilliant.
jaylee_g
Aug. 15th, 2009 07:02 am (UTC)
Thank you! I'm very excited you liked it. It is so very cool to get feedback from an author I admire. You have me smiling hugely.
sangueuk
Aug. 15th, 2009 06:19 am (UTC)
That was adorable - oh, how I love possessive!Bones! You had his voice perfectly.

And you sum up how everyone must feel about their captain to some extent:
It was he who had put in the time, it was he who got the reward…one marginally insane, beautiful boy who was smarter and more capable than the whole lot of Starfleet put together, and who possessed enough gravitational force for whole planets to revolve around his ass.

And this had me chuckling:
down in Georgia there were some swine flying through the air, free as they pleased. That and Satan was ice skating in hell.
Good job!

Edited at 2009-08-15 06:20 am (UTC)
jaylee_g
Aug. 15th, 2009 07:07 am (UTC)
Awww, you have me blushing. I'm completely flattered by your kind words. Thank you for such wonderful feedback. I'm so happy you enjoyed the story. :-)
weepingnaiad
Aug. 15th, 2009 12:14 pm (UTC)
AWWWW... that kiss and those two! They make me go all melt-y. Loved Alpha! Bones... all jealous and possessive. Could almost hear him growling. I was happy that Spock's laugh helped him see that maybe he and Spock!Prime could become friends.
jaylee_g
Aug. 15th, 2009 09:23 pm (UTC)
They make me get pretty melt-y, too. They're definitely hot, no question about it. ;-)

Yeah, I hope they become friends in this new universe, too. Trek wouldn't be Trek without McCoy and Spock gently ribbing each other, lol.

Thanks for the wonderful feedback. I'm so tickled you liked the story. :-)
rubynye
Aug. 15th, 2009 01:09 pm (UTC)
Oh, this made me cheer. I've wanted this story (and its Uhura counterpart, because I think she has a thing or two to say to Spock Prime too) since my first viewing of the movie, and your version is everything I wanted and more. And how I love your Spock Prime voice, which is just so perfect I could *hear* Nimoy saying the lines! And your Bones! You go, McCoy, you go. :D
jaylee_g
Aug. 15th, 2009 09:26 pm (UTC)
Wow! I'm extremely flattered that it lived and even exceeded your craving for this conversation and that you enjoyed the characterizations...I can't think of a greater compliment. You've made my whole morning!

Thank you for the wonderful feedback! I'm over the moon. :-)
kilala10
Aug. 15th, 2009 07:14 pm (UTC)
That's our Bones! <3 Poor Ambassador, we still love you!
jaylee_g
Aug. 15th, 2009 09:29 pm (UTC)
lol, yeah, I definitely agree with you, who doesn't love Spock in any form? He's one of those characters, like Kirk and McCoy that transcend time and remain endearing whether it's 1966 or 2009.

Thanks for the wonderful feedback! I'm so happy that you enjoyed the story.
burntcopper
Aug. 15th, 2009 08:56 pm (UTC)
HEE.

oh, pissy!Bones, may you never change. Though I do love just how possessive he is of him.
jaylee_g
Aug. 15th, 2009 09:40 pm (UTC)
LOL! Yeah, isn't he adorable all grumpy and irritable? I'm with you on the possessive thing, it's kind of my kink. ;-)

Thanks for the feedback! I'm excited that the story was enjoyed. :-)
vala3
Aug. 15th, 2009 09:26 pm (UTC)
Yup. Kirk definitely belongs to Bones. And he will always be right behind him. Glad Spock could see and chuckle about it. Nice story. Love the possessive Bones.
jaylee_g
Aug. 15th, 2009 09:44 pm (UTC)
Yeah, I like possessive Bones, too. I find that incarnation of him very sweet. ;-)

Thanks for the wonderful feedback! I'm thrilled that you enjoyed the story.
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