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anne_higgins(NC17)
Fandom: STAR TREK REBOOT
Pairing: Kirk/McCoy (Spock/Uhura and KirkPrime/SpockPrime discussed)
Length: 10, 093
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
anne_higgins
Author Website: http://anne-higgins.livejournal.com/
Why this must be read: This was one of the first Kirk/McCoy fic's I ever read and it is still one of the best. The author takes them as friends and then to a whole new level in a completely believable and heartrending way. It show both of their weaknesses and how they bring out the best in each other. Go read it. Oh, and did I mention there are sequels?
James T. Kirk absolutely, positively believed in the no-win scenario. Yes, he'd come a long way from the repeat-offender Pike had met in that bar three years ago. He'd gone on to learn how to redefine the scenario enough to make a new life for himself, and for that he would always be grateful to Pike, but nothing Jim had ever seen or done had convinced him it didn't exist.
Enemies could be out thought or out fought. Forces of nature could be compensated for. But not this. It had murdered his father and destroyed his mother, and Jim lived in terror of it.
So he'd gone through his life wrapped in every shield he could think of against it. Indifference, rage, lovely ladies and hard male bodies, anything to push it away. But it had slipped through his every defense.
He stared at the small communicator in his hand, but he couldn't really see it. Bones had been acting so strangely that he'd set Bones' communicator to broadcast to his. He'd heard every word said between doctor and ambassador, heard the smack of flesh against flesh, then the satisfied grunt of pain. Every sound had been like a dagger clawing at Jim until he had nothing left.
"My god, Jim?" The disembodied voice broke the silence. Guess Bones had discovered his tampering job. Jim had known he would the first time he tried to contact anyone. He'd even looked forward to Bones yelling at him over it.
"Come home," he answered, amazed at how calm he sounded.
A few beats of silence, then a subdued, "On my way."
No-Win Scenario
Pairing: Kirk/McCoy (Spock/Uhura and KirkPrime/SpockPrime discussed)
Length: 10, 093
Author on LJ:
anne_higginsAuthor Website: http://anne-higgins.livejournal.com/
Why this must be read: This was one of the first Kirk/McCoy fic's I ever read and it is still one of the best. The author takes them as friends and then to a whole new level in a completely believable and heartrending way. It show both of their weaknesses and how they bring out the best in each other. Go read it. Oh, and did I mention there are sequels?
James T. Kirk absolutely, positively believed in the no-win scenario. Yes, he'd come a long way from the repeat-offender Pike had met in that bar three years ago. He'd gone on to learn how to redefine the scenario enough to make a new life for himself, and for that he would always be grateful to Pike, but nothing Jim had ever seen or done had convinced him it didn't exist.
Enemies could be out thought or out fought. Forces of nature could be compensated for. But not this. It had murdered his father and destroyed his mother, and Jim lived in terror of it.
So he'd gone through his life wrapped in every shield he could think of against it. Indifference, rage, lovely ladies and hard male bodies, anything to push it away. But it had slipped through his every defense.
He stared at the small communicator in his hand, but he couldn't really see it. Bones had been acting so strangely that he'd set Bones' communicator to broadcast to his. He'd heard every word said between doctor and ambassador, heard the smack of flesh against flesh, then the satisfied grunt of pain. Every sound had been like a dagger clawing at Jim until he had nothing left.
"My god, Jim?" The disembodied voice broke the silence. Guess Bones had discovered his tampering job. Jim had known he would the first time he tried to contact anyone. He'd even looked forward to Bones yelling at him over it.
"Come home," he answered, amazed at how calm he sounded.
A few beats of silence, then a subdued, "On my way."
No-Win Scenario