crack_van | Quench the Flames by blcwriter (R)

Fandom: STAR TREK:REBOOT
Characters/Pairings: Spock Prime/Reboot Kirk
Length: ~1900
Author on LJ: blcwriter
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Why this must be read: If you look at that pairing and think, 'No thank you'! this is the fic for you. It's unsetting and dark and squicky as hell, but it feels in character. One of the more common tropes to arise from the Reboot (especially within the Kirk/Spock segment) is Yenta!Spock who spends much of his time making sure the roboot versions of Kirk and Spock get together. This is *not* one of those stories.

It is wrong. Indubitably so. But he has lived a full Vulcan lifetime doing the right thing and has watched his frail, human friends die lonely deaths. He has watched, too, as his supposedly superior Vulcan colleagues fall prey to emotion and self-doubt they claim to be so above. He is no closer to certainty as to which path he should have chosen, human or Vulcan, before he follows Nero than he was when he first enlisted in Starfleet, a lifetime of service to both cultures regardless.

He has melded with Jim so many times in their universe that his death left a hole as gaping as Vulcan's in this universe-- when he meets this Jim-- melds with this Jim Kirk, not yet a Captain, only barely a man, so painfully young, so pained, generally, the ache radiating from him in waves that nearly bring Spock to his knees-- he sees and feels and tastes in all the ways one can only sense in a meld all the ways this James Tiberius Kirk will fail and succeed and it breaks him-- because this Kirk, blue eyes afire like a gas flame, is even more lonely, more flawed than the Jim he knew, the one isolated by the events of his life upon Tarsus, and though Spock had no intention to pry into this Jim Kirk's mind, the minds are so familiar in so many ways that he learns all in seconds without meaning too and is-- horrified-- sickened-- worried-- and as broken now as this Kirk, this man-boy who does not believe he is meant to be Captain but will-- must-- if anyone is meant to survive.

As he watches his young friend shake in realization of events to come in the near future, Spock is as drawn as ever he was-- he is also more distant in time, though closer in physical space, than in the universe where he could reach out and call Jim t'h'y'la. Here, he knows what Jim will see when an older man reaches for him, so Spock does not reach-- does not touch-- merely smiles and says encouraging words.

Quench the Flames

Quench the Flames by blcwriter (R)

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