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2013 by Djinn. This story is Rated R.
That Chance We Never Knew We Wanted
by Djinn
Kirk
sits watching Chapel talk to the people wishing her well as she prepares to
leave his ship and go off to med school.
Her party is well attended—as a nurse sheÕs probably taken care of
all of them at one time or another.
Making physicals less a pain, bringing food to infirm or injured crew, and
tending in sickbay to those not well enough to be on bed rest in their
quarters.
SheÕll
make a fabulous doctor. He knows
that. Knows her better than he
expected to, especially after RandÕs going away party. He and Christine bonded over that. Well,
not so much over Rand leaving as how bad the sex was when they both
decided—at different times, of course—to see what theyÕd been
missing.
Christine
saunters over to where KirkÕs sitting, and thereÕs definitely a whole lot more
sashay in her walk than he remembers.
He tries to bite back a grin, fails miserably.
ÒSo.Ó She helps herself to some of the food on
his plate. ÒI guess this is it.Ó
ÒI
doubt that itÕs goodbye.Ó
ÒAnd
even if it was, weÕd always have Janice, right?Ó
He
laughs, louder than he means to. ÒI
think Paris would be preferable.Ó
ÒThatÕs
what happens when you try to improve on a classic.Ó She takes more food.
ÒHelp
your damn self.Ó He meets her eyes. ÒIs Janice all weÕll have?Ó
Everyone
seems to have backed off, giving them room. He can tell she is casually checking the
proximity of those around them before saying softy, ÒI might be horrible in
bed.Ó
ÒYou
might. Hell, I might be, too.Ó
She
laughs softly. ÒSo maybe we were
the problem, not Janice?Ó
ÒMaybe
so.Ó He looks down. ÒIf youÕd rather give Spock one more try, though...Ó
ÒWhoa. Where did that come from?Ó She frowns. ÒWould I be propositioning you if I
wanted to give him a try?Ó
ÒOh,
is that what youÕre doing?Ó But he knows
it is and feels a huge surge of relief that it is him and not his best friend
that she wants—he just needed to hear her say it.
She
rolls her eyes and says, ÒGo get me more food.Ó
ÒMan,
youÕre bossy.Ó But he gets up and
fixes her a plate while she goes back to talking to some crewmen who have just
come in.
He
walks over, hands the plate to her with a somewhat sarcastic, ÒMy lady,Ó and
retreats to his spot.
Bones
walks in, talks to Christine for a while, then heads
over to Kirk with a pit stop at the bar for a bourbon. ÒNice party.Ó
ÒUmm
hmmm.Ó
ÒGonna miss her.Ó
Bones looks sad the way a boss does, not the way an unrequited lover
might—why is Kirk suddenly so interested in how his friends view her, or
how she views them?
ItÕs
just one night if they do this.
The
fact that heÕs heard rumblings about making Admiral, that thereÕll be a place
back at Command for him, has nothing to do with this.
The
fact that she would be nowhere near his chain of command on Earth has nothing
to do with this.
The
fact that heÕs grown very, very fond of her has nothing—oh hell, it has
everything to do with it. Somewhere
along the line, this woman who is his friend became more. HeÕs not sure how. He doesnÕt think she set out to make
this happen any more than he did.
They just...click.
ÒYouÕre
awfully quiet. Everything okay in
there, Jim?Ó Bones taps his own
head, smiling in the way that says, ÒAnswer wrong and youÕll be on my biobed.Ó
ÒJust
thinking about the future.Ó
ÒBig
plans?Ó
He
hasnÕt told Bones or Spock that he may make admiral. Because he knows what Bones will say to
that: ÒStay on your damned
ship.Ó HeÕs not sure what Spock will
say. Spock has been...strange
lately. Distant, the way he was
when Kirk first took over. Kirk has
asked him if heÕs done anything to offend him, and Spock has told him no.
And
yet...thereÕs a wall between them suddenly.
Spock
has not shown up at ChristineÕs party.
Kirk wonders if she cares.
It
seems to take forever for people to say their goodbyes, to wander out. Bones left long ago. Finally, Christine looks pointedly at
her gifts.
Jesus. Damned slave driver. If she thinks sheÕs always going to be
in the driverÕs seat, sheÕs going to have to let go of that idea.
Cripes. HeÕs thinking of her in terms of an
ongoing thing. Without knowing if
she even wants that.
On
the other hand heÕs a very pretty man and hardly ever wrong about these
things. And he has a feeling she
would not be treating him this way if she didnÕt want him. So he gets up and gathers up her gifts
and walks her to the lift.
ÒI
guess you think weÕre going to do it, huh?Ó He lets her go first into the lift, then follows her.
ÒYep.Ó She winks at him.
ÒSpock
didnÕt come to the party.Ó
ÒBring
him up again and IÕll suture your lips together.Ó
ÒWow. Way to kill a mood.Ó He laughs. ÒSo youÕre upset he didnÕt show?Ó
ÒWhat
did I just say?Ó
ÒI
donÕt give a damn what you just said.
YouÕre not running this show, lady.Ó He laughs as she gives him a look that
says, ÒWeÕll see about that.Ó
The
lift opens and they walk out. She
looks over at him. ÒSince you do
seem very concerned about this, IÕll answer. No.
I couldnÕt care less. He and
I...weÕre nothing. And heÕs changed
lately. Been more...Ó
ÒDistant.Ó
ÒTo
you, too?Ó
He
nods. Feeling comfortable telling
her something that he hasnÕt told Bones and is afraid to bring up with Spock.
ÒIÕm
sorry. ThatÕs unexpected.Ó
ÒYeah. I think so, too.Ó He closes his eyes for a moment as she
palms open her door. ÒYou were
right. Why the hell are we talking
about him?Ó
ÒMaybe
because you need to?Ó She takes the
presents from him and sets them into a waiting packing carton, then pulls him
close. ÒEverythingÕs changing.Ó
ÒIt
is.Ó He smiles at the way her hands
feel in his hair, the way sheÕs making the hair stand up on the back of his
neck—but in a good way, not in a flee-the-scene way. ÒThereÕs a rumor going around. A friend of mine told me IÕll be making admiral.
Be stationed at Command then.Ó
Her
smile is very sweet. ÒAre you
trying to tell me this may not be just Ôso sorry youÕre leavingÕ sex?Ó
ÒI
think that is exactly what IÕm trying to tell you.Ó
ÒWell,
until I take you out for a shakedown cruise, IÕm not going to tell you if
thatÕs happy news or not.Ó
He
laughs. ÒWeÕll always have
Janice. Should we make that into an
acronym?Ó
ÒWAHJ. Not sure it really works. But yeah, not something we want to say
in front of her. Hopefully someday
sheÕll find someone whoÕll help her improve.Ó
ÒOr
just not hurt her partner so much.Ó
ÒRight.Ó She kisses him, and heÕs glad sheÕs
kissed him first, does not want to be the aggressor in this.
Only
then she licks his lips rather sloppily and he freezes.
She
pulls away and starts to giggle. A
silly, high-pitched giggle heÕs never heard from her. ÒOh, my God, if you could see your
face.Ó She wipes his lips off with
her finger, then begins to trace his lips lightly with
the same figure. ÒI couldnÕt
resist.Ó
ÒDevil.Ó There seems to be a direct link between
her finger moving so fleetingly on his lips and Jim JuniorÕs stature. Kirk groans and begins to take her
clothes off. ÒWhy the hell did we
wait?Ó
ÒBecause
you have a rule. Because
weÕre friends. Because this
wasnÕt what either of us were looking for.
Or expecting.Ó She kicks
their clothes aside and pulls him to her bed. ÒIt wasnÕt, right?Ó
ÒSure
wasnÕt.Ó He hovers over her for a
moment, just enjoying the moment, then he moves down,
and does the best he can to appear as if he has no idea how to give a woman
pleasure.
She
starts to laugh and he grins. ÒGood
stuff, huh? HowÕs the shakedown
cruise going?Ó
ÒAbout
to fail.Ó
He
surprises her, fingers going places, tongue applied just so, and hears her say,
ÒOh, gradeÕs going up.Ó A moment later, she says, ÒAnd up.Ó Then she abandons words for moans as she
writhes underneath him. As he
kisses his way back up to her lips, she is smiling the smile of the recently
satisfied. ÒWell, you pass.Ó
ÒNot
so sure about you, though.Ó He lies
back with a smile.
She
rolls her eyes and says, ÒGive me a minute to enjoy the afterglow. YouÕre really good at that.Ó
ÒMmm hmmm.Ó
With
an annoyed-sounding groan, she rouses herself and makes her way down to Jim
Junior, who welcomes her by standing tall.
ÒPretty, pretty,Ó she says and then she canÕt talk anymore.
And
soon neither can he. He can only make unintelligible sounds
of pleasure as she does things with her mouth that may be illegal on several planets. When he finishes, his toes are curled,
his forehead is sweaty, and heÕs clutching the bedspread as if itÕs a lifeline.
ÒGuess
you liked that.Ó She curls in next
to him. ÒI may have lied.Ó
HeÕs
not sure he heard her right. HeÕs
also not sure heÕs capable of forming words yet, so he turns to look at her and
gives her a puzzled look.
ÒI
have thought of this. With you. For a while now.
I thought maybe weÕd do this, my last night on your crew.Ó
He
kisses her, pulling her onto him.
The kiss starts out tender but it ends up scorching. ÒIf the rumors do turn out to be true, I
want to see you once IÕm on Earth.Ó
ÒJust
see?Ó She grins, then
touches his cheek. ÒIÕd like
that. I like you. I mean the sex is great and all, but I
really like you.Ó
ÒI
really like you, too.Ó Jim Junior is
chiming in that heÕs pretty damned fond of her as well, so Kirk eases her to
her back and pushes into her.
Then
he stays perfectly still and asks, ÒGood for you? Did you come?Ó
She
laughs. ÒYeah. Oodles of fun.Ó She begins to clench down on him with
muscles she clearly has been working out—a lot.
He
starts to thrust, watching her expression change, timing when he reaches
between them, when he brings her to the edge and over. Feeling her wriggling against him sets
him off, too.
He
rolls to the side, pulling her to nestle next to him. He realizes he could love this woman
with very little effort.
Her
eyes are sleepy and sated, and she leans in, kissing him, murmuring, ÒI hope
the rumors are true, that you are coming to Earth. I want more of this.Ó
ÒI
do, too.Ó He smiles, holding her
lightly, thinking about having her.
Tonight and later, on Earth, like a normal couple. How long has it been since he had
that? Since she has?
She
has fallen asleep in his arms. He
watches her, content to let her sleep—for a little while. HeÕll wake her up in a bit. If the rumors arenÕt true, he wants to
get all he can of her.
Even if heÕs way past the point of getting her out of his
system.
FIN