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fishfingersalad · 21 hours

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Rvb bbc ghosts x buzzfeed unsolved au Leonard “Alpha” Church III and his older sister Carolina Church inherit a creepy manor in the middle of nowhere halfway across the country after their great grandfather Leonard “Epsilon” Church dies of old age (yes Epsilon being their great grandfather is odd, it's for lore reasons).

Church’s college roommate Tucker has a ghost hunting youtube channel (Church edits his videos for him) and decides the manor seems spooky so he tags along to check it out with his co host (Kai) and camera/audio guy (Caboose) as well as Junior. Tex (Churches on again off again gf) comes along to bully them for getting scared, whenever she ends up on the show their views go up so they don’t complain. Carolina doesn’t wanna be stuck alone with Church’s friends so she invites her workout buddy Wash.

Unbeknownst to them, Tuckers “rival” youtube channel (the reds, Simmons is video and editing, Grif is audio, Lopez is in charge of their other equipment) catch wind of their plan to investigate the manor (Kai told Grif who accidentally let slip to Sarge) and they (literally just Sarge) take it as a challenge and they decide (are forced by Sarge) to follow the others to the manor to do their own investigation (Donut flirts with Locus the gas station attendant. This is important to me for some reason). Doc is unofficially part of the red team crew as first aid aka he follows them around bc he's worried about them going to all these abandoned buildings with no medical knowledge

Cw: talk of deaths in some detail, especially fires.

The Manor is actually haunted, by fifteen different ghosts:

Wyoming: 1840’s, fell out a window onto a weathervane

Florida: 1960’s, aspirin overdose

York: 1980’s, car crash, has poltergeist abilities

North: 1850s, arsenic poisoning

South: 1850s, arsenic poisoning

Maine: 1910s, hunting accident, can sometimes be seen as a looming shadow in the dark

Ct: 1940s, military spy, shot

479er: 1960s, pilot, small aircraft crash

AI: 1920s, Children of a rich man who burned his house down while his wife was away with their youngest son, Leonard “Epsilon” Church (age 2 at the time). Delta (17), Theta (7), Eta (11), and Iota(11) died from smoke inhalation, Gamma (15) and Omega (14) were burned, Sigma (18) escaped the fire but succumbed to infection while still on the manor grounds. All of the ai ghosts carry a smell of smoke wherever they go (I have a drawing of them somewhere)

The only ones who can see the ghosts without outside influence (cameras, sensors, that stuff) are Church, Carolina, Wash, Donut, and Caboose, due to all five of them having near death experiences in their pasts, and later Doc after he’s possessed by Omega. Junior is also able to see ghosts though no one is sure why.

Most of the au’s “story” is just silly interactions with the ghosts pranking the youtubers and various shenanigans. Wash deadpan pretends there are no ghosts to annoy both York and Tucker. Junior befriends Theta, Eta, and Iota, which concerns Tucker to no end especially since he tends to act like a horror movie child, all “Daddy, the lady with the hole in her head is in the corner again, daddy my friends with no faces wanna go play outside”. Sarge has a holy water super soaker that he carries everywhere incase of “ghouls”. South takes great joy in tormenting Simmons specifically. York follows the youtubers around and throws things at them, he only uses his poltergeist abilities for mischief. Ct finds a secret joy in sneaking up on Church to make him jump. Donut keeps telling his friends that the ghosts are there and real but none of them really believe him despite York pelting them with random objects. Wash finds a stray kitten and the ghosts are all immediately infatuated and begin following it around. Florida and Donut gossip together. Doc has to figure out how to deal with a rage fueled fourteen year old taking over his body. Tex punches Tucker on camera and it becomes their most popular video to date. Their second most popular video includes Tucker being attacked by Sarge with his holy water super soaker.

I just have so many little silly ideas about them...

#rvb #red vs blue

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miraculousmultifan · 9 months

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middle names

“C’mon man, just a taste!” Dustin pleaded, trying to reach around Steve and swipe his finger into the bowl of brownie batter.

Steve hip-checked Dustin out of the way with a roll of his eyes. “Get your grubby little fingers away, dude. You’re going to get salmonella.”

“Worth it!” Dustin crowed, grinning at the realization that they had started drawing a crowd of their friends.

“Steve!” Mike whined petulantly. “You said I could lick the spatula when you were done.”

Huffing, Steve waved the spatula he was holding like a weapon, one hand on his hip. “Well, if you shitheads keep bothering me, I’ll never be done.”

While he was distracted, Dustin leaned forward as quickly as he could and licked a long strip of the brownie batter off of the rubber. Cackling, he bounced away when Steve tried to chase after him.

“Dustin Cla-” Steve started, and Dustin immediately knew what was about to come out of his mouth.

“Wait, wait, wait! Steve, let’s talk about this. You don’t need to full name me.”

With a terrifying smirk, Erica sidled up next to Dustin. “No, no. Let’s hear it. I think I heard a middle name in there…”

“Middle name?” El asked, tilting her head to the side. “What is that?”

“It’s just like an extra name your parents give you that goes in between your first and last name,” Lucas explained gently. “Like yours could be Eleven Jane Hopper!”

Creeping behind everyone, Dustin grabbed a spoon and dipped it into the bowl. Unfortunately, his back was turned, so he didn’t see Steve twisting his hand towel to whip Dustin’s back.

“Dustin Clarence Henderson, you get away from that bowl or so help me!”

The room erupted into laughter as Dustin’s cheeks turned bright red. “Steve! That was private information!

Eddie snorted. “Your middle name is Clarence? Man, did your parents want you to be bullied?”

Affronted, Dustin stammered, “Oh, yeah? Well, uh… Mike’s middle name is Francis!”

“Dude!” Mike groaned. “Nancy’s middle name is Grace.”

“Jonathan’s middle name is Leonard,” Nancy added, trying to hide a tiny smirk.

Jonathan looked around the room. “Will’s middle name is Peter.”

“Um…” Will furrowed his eyebrows. “Lucas’s is Charles?”

“Erica’s is Joy!”

Crossing her arms in front of her chest, Erica snarked sassily, “Don’t play that game with me, Lucas. I have more dirt on you than you could ever imagine.” Then she smirked. “And Max’s middle name is Julia.”

“Hang on, hang on…” Max waved her hands with a frown, effectively silencing everyone. Then she smirked. “I think we’re skipping over the fact that Mike’s middle name is Francis! Are you kidding me? That’s almost as bad as Clarence.”

“Shut it, Mayfield.”

inspired by gaten saying in an interview that he gave dustin the middle name clarence, so i decided to take that and run with it. thank you gaten.

#mira writes #drabble #stranger things #dustin henderson #steve harrington #mike wheeler #max mayfield #erica sinclair #lucas sinclair #eddie munson #nancy wheeler #jonathan byers #will byers #eleven stranger things #eleven hopper #jane hopper #el hopper

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topgun-imagines · 1 year

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I’m Not Going Anywhere

Requested: yes

Summary: iceman finally gets the courage to confess his feeling for you after he learns you’re leaving Top Gun.

Word count: 1.8k

Warnings: angst. Crying. Arguments. Incorrect medical terms? Cerebral palsy?

Parings: Tom ‘Iceman’ Kazansky x fém!reader

Everyone was down at the beach for the day. The aviators had decided that they would have another volleyball competition today. You were sitting on the bleachers with your son on your knee, cheering with him as you watched Wolfman and Hollywood play. Ever since you arrived in Top Gun, Wolfman had instantly connected with your son. The RIO would often give him piggyback rides, seeing as walking took him a great amount of effort. Early on in his life, your son had been diagnosed with Cerebral palsy and because of that, was unable to walk for long periods of time.

Leonard had become a massive help to you in the past few weeks. Your son's father died early in your son’s life, leaving you to care for him on your own. You loved your son more than anything in the world, but sometimes, you were grateful to have someone else there to help you. You were drawn back to reality by your son cheering loudly as Leo scored another point. He grinned over at your little boy, waving to him before resuming his position. You smiled at the interaction. They continued their game against Chipper and Sundown, only one point away from victory. Loud cheers mixed with groans from the other team erupted from the court when Hollywood scored the last point.

You and your son cheered along with them. Leo rushed over to the pair of you, picking up your son and swinging him around. He giggled loudly. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Viper walk up to the three of you, smiling warmly at you and your son. The older man offered you a sympathetic smile and wrapped you in a warm hug. You had informed him of your decision to leave Top Gun last night after a frantic phone call. Viper had come over instantly, helping you with your son and calming you down until your own cries had subsided. It was then that you had decided to leave Fighter Town. It simply held too many painful memories for both you and your son. Maybe a fresh start would be good for both of you.

“Have you told them yet?” Viper questioned, drawing back from the hug. You shook your head slowly. Taking your bottom lip between your teeth, you glanced over to when Iceman and Slider were playing their own game of volleyball. You had yet to tell the people that you considered your best friends about your sudden move. Viper patted your arm, offering you a knowing smile. It seemed as if the older man had picked up on your feelings for the blond pilot rather quickly, leaving you to question just how obvious you were. The man left you to your thoughts and headed over to your son. He smiled at wolfman and him playing in the sand.

With a deep breath, you sucked up all the courage you could and headed over to the court that Ice and Slider were on. You sat on the side and watched as they finished up their game with Maverick and Goose. You cheered loudly as Slider scored the final point. The taller man pulled Ice into him as they moved over to you. You offered them the best smile you could, which still seemed insufficient seeing as Ice’s eyebrows drew together almost immediately. “You okay?” He questioned, moving toward you and setting his hand on your wrist. You could only nod.

The pilot still didn’t seem convinced. You decided to just rip the bandage off. You needed to tell them. “I need to talk to you,” You started, doing your best to keep your voice measured. The boys nodded, following after you as you led them away from the bleachers. When you stopped, you hesitated slightly before turning to face them again. Something that definitely didn’t go unnoticed by the boys. You sucked in one last heavy breath. “I’m leaving.”

It was as if you hadn’t even spoken. Their faces remained the same, both staring at you as if you had grown a second head. “Pardon?” Slider questioned, drawing out the syllables. You sighed. Slider never used words like that. You watched as Ice’s face dropped.

“I’m leaving Top Gun this week,” You clarified. They continued to stare at you. As if in slow motion, you could see the walls that Ice normally had up, come back up. He was closing himself off from you. The thought almost made you cry. Slider only looked offended, as if what you had said was the worst thing he could imagine. The blond turned away from you. Tears rose in your eyes and a lump formed in your throat. “I’m sorry.” You choked out. You spun on your heel and walked away from them quickly, moving towards Leo and your son.

You didn’t tell them while you were leaving. You couldn’t. As hard as it was seeing Ice shut you out, you needed to do what was best for your son. If that meant leaving Top Gun, so be it. You stepped up to Leo and your son, wiping the tears from your lashes. Leo shot you a worried glance. You could only offer him a sad smile. He sighed and with a glance at his classmates, knew exactly what had happened. Your son continued playing in the sand while Leo wrapped his arms around you. He held you as you cried softly into his shoulder. His hand moved up and down your back, soothing you only slightly. He whispered quiet reassurances into your ear.

Unbeknownst to either of you, Ice was standing in the same spot that you left him, staring after you with a blank expression. Slider nudged his arm. “You look like you could kill him,” He murmured, talking about the RIO with his arms around your waist. When his pilot still didn’t show any sign of acknowledgment he sighed. “And I’m sure she could have used some comforting.” He gestured toward you. That seemed to snap Ice out of his trance. Slider watched as the pilot’s eyes softened instantly. He could count on one hand the amount of times that he had witnessed that happen.

Ice turned to his RIO. “What do I do?” Slider knew about his best friend's feelings for you. Saying that the man was head over heels in love with you would be an understatement. It was clear to everyone but you just how much Iceman loved you. It seemed as if you were the only person able to turn ice-cold, no mistakes into the version of himself that only Slider had seen. The RIO sighed. He could tell that you were hurt by their reaction and while his wasn’t the best he could have had, Ice completely shut down. It seemed as if he had retreated to default settings when you said that you would be leaving. He instantly regretted his reaction after you walked away.

“I don’t know what you can do,” He started, leaning back against a tree behind him. “I’d talk to her. Tell her that you want her to stay,” He continued. Slowly, his eyes drifted to where you were walking away with Wolfman who had your son on his shoulders. “But,” He got quieter, causing Ice’s eyes to follow his. “If she’s doing it for that little boy, I don’t think anyone would be able to convince her to stay.” Ice could only nod. His friend patted his arm before leading the both of them back to the court. There, they packed up their things and headed for their housing, ignoring the protests from Maverick and Goose.

You were standing in your kitchen, wrapping up bowls before putting them into the cardboard box in front of you. There was a loud knock on your door, causing you to jump slightly. You set the bowl down before moving to the door. When you pulled it open, you came face to face with the side of Iceman’s head. He was bouncing his foot against your front porch, chewing his gum harshly, and fidgeting with the ring on his finger. You sighed quietly. You knew that these were all habits that he had when he was nervous.

You cleared your throat, startling him out of his daydream. Wordlessly, you stepped to the side so that he could come in. That only led to him standing in your entryway with his hands in his pockets and sunglasses still over his eyes. “I needed to know why.” He started, pulling the sun glasses off his face. You sucked in a sharp breath. While you were 90% sure that this was coming, you still weren’t prepared to try and explain it to him.

“It’s my son,” You spoke quietly. Ice followed after you as you headed into the kitchen. You stood on one side of the counter while Ice moved across from you. “He threw a dish last night,” The pilot's face instantly softened. He knew about your son's issues with the control of his emotions and had witnessed many of his outbursts. “He told me that I might not be here next year,” Your eyes met the blonds. “That I could be dead like his father,” Ice watched as tears formed in your eyes. He quickly rushed around the counter and wrapped you in his arms. “I’m sorry.” You whispered, shaking slightly in his hold.

The man could only shake his head, suddenly feeling like the biggest jerk in the world. “Don’t be sorry. You were doing it for him, yea?” You nodded softly. Tears leaked out and onto his black T-shirt. You could feel him begin to trace his fingers over your back. “It’s okay,” He murmured lowly in your ear. “Look at me,” He spoke again. One hand moved up to cup your jaw, tilting it up to face him. “It’ll be okay. You know I won’t let anything happen to either of you.” You nodded, lips parting slightly in shock. He only smiled down at you, like he had done so many times before. But this time felt different. Now, you could see the love that he had tried to hide in his eyes. You were shocked that it had taken you this long to notice. You looked at him the same way, admiration and love pouring out of the look you were giving him.

Maybe you didn’t need to leave right away. It’s not as if you had sold your house. Maybe, you could spend some time with Ice and try and figure out what would be best for all three of you. If you were honest with yourself, you were leaving Top Gun to ensure that you would be there for your son. But with Ice there to protect you, that suddenly didn’t seem as a reason to leave. Your son loved Iceman. So long as you had your boys in your life and they were both safe and happy, you had no reason to leave. Your son would be happy to hear the news. And you knew Ice would be happy to help you tell him.

a/n: thank you for reading! Requests are open.

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arttsuka · 27 days

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What if mers spoke their own language and Spock had to teach mer Kirk and mer McCoy how to speak English?

Maybe he uses children's books and shows as a teaching medium 😂

Cow 🐄

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crazyk-imagine · 1 year

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Leadership and Mended Relationships

Pairing: Leonard “Bones” McCoy x Ex-Captain! reader Characters: Leonard “Bones” McCoy, Ex-Captain! reader, James T. Kirk, Spock Warnings: Fake aliens, bad alien biology (author created), mentions of crew mates dying or being dead, Kirk and reader interactions, Kirk and Bones interactions, classic Spock behavior, fighting, mentions of stabbing Word Count: 3,357

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You sigh, staring up at the sky as you think about everything that’s happened to lead to this moment; you in a tree, so your friends don’t harm you.

Can you even call them friends if they’re constantly trying to kill you?

You shrug off the idea and return your focus onto nothing and stare at the sky with an empty head, no thoughts running around.

It’s almost… peaceful, even if there are times where you wish you still had someone to talk to.

The annoying whispers of people below you, draw your attention onto them.

They clearly don’t know who resides on this planet now and certainly won’t know how to protect themselves.

You sigh and climb down from the tree branch. You stand behind the two. “Would you two shut up?”

The blond male raises his phaser, aiming it at you.

He looks familiar but you can’t focus on that. “What are you two doing here?”

The two men glance at one another, each with a raised brow. “Where’s your ship? I need to get you two out of here.”

The darker haired one furrows his brows, unable to tell if you’re being honest or not. “How do we know we can trust you?”

‘That voice is familiar?’ You roll your eyes, shaking your head. ‘Absolute idiots.’ “Those things you’re hiding from, are infected with an unknown disease. They were once people I knew but now, they will severely harm anyone that gets in their way. Now, I’ll ask you again, do you want to live?”

“Which way.” The captain interrupts before the darker haired man could interject.

“Good.” You jerk your head to the side, “follow me.” As you slowly move away, you listen to their complaints and sketchy attitude towards you.

“I don’t think this is a good idea.”

James glances back towards you, rushing ahead of Leonard. “Yeah, well, we don’t have a lot of other options, huh.”

“How do we know we can trust her?”

He stops, barely having enough time to keep distance between you and him. The lighter haired man turns around to face his friend and loyal shipmate with a questioning look. “Do you see anyone else willing to help us?”

You shush the two, not wanting either of them to draw anyone closer.

The man in blue continues to make unhelpful comments.

You can’t take it anymore and decide to do the only thing you can and cover his mouth with your hand, needing him to shut up. “You need to shut up, okay?”

Your gaze travels up from his hand, leaving you to stare into his eyes. “If you don’t, you two will not make it out alive. Do you understand?” ‘These eyes…’

A vulcan runs through the bush blocking you three from the rogues. “There seems to be a tribe of- oh. Hello.”

“Both of you keep,” you stare at the two who seem to be the most compliable. “’complains too much’ quiet and stay here. Do. Not. Move.”

You push the push aside, needing to see where they are and come up with a plan. You turn back, glancing over your shoulder, “when I say run. You run.”

“Wait,” the captain begins to argue.

You shush him, “don’t speak another word. Do as I say when I tell you to, okay?”

The captain sees the fire in your eyes and nods.

You run forward heading towards a tree, knowing it’s your only means of safety.

James glances over at his buddy. “Are you happy, Bones? Our one chance of survival just ran away.”

“Shut up, Kirk.”

You jump down onto the first one that moves closer, tackling it to the ground.

You two battle with one another, struggling to dodge the punches coming your way, only to succeed when you punch it in the nose and it proceeds to fall to the ground, no longer moving.

Your head snaps up as two others stomp, rushing towards you.

You pull out your handmade dagger, swiping at the closest one.

It lets out a shriek, holding its arm as if it’s in pain.

“Run!”

None of them could move.

Spock tries to get you to move but neither of them listen as he tries to persuade them away from here.

The other rogue comes up behind you, wrapping their arms around your waist, pulling you into their grasp.

The two of you struggle before you manage to get the upper hand, thrusting your elbow up, hitting its nose.

There’s one thing you’ve come to realize and won’t hesitate to teach the others, wanting to save lives. Maybe make up for the lives you saw lost today.

The rogue that got away from you shrieks, most likely upset that its two companions are now dead. It isn’t much of a fight between the two of you once you get the upper hand.

You take a deep breath, holding your side at the sharp pain that comes with every breath you take. ‘Slowly inhale. Exhale.’

You push the bushes aside, showing the three your tired expression. “Now,” you huff. “I ask again, where’s your ship?”

“Why do you want to know so badly?” James asks you.

Leonard chimes in before you can answer. “What did you do to those-”

“Rogues. Can I get a captain, a doctor, and a Vulcan back to their ship because that’d be great.”

“And what of you?” Spock asks.

You shrug, “whatever you see fit.”

“I don’t believe I understand the term “you see fit”. There is no reason to see why things are fit. Are you referring to your camouflage attire?”

The three males have been unable to see your face this entire time, but you simply answer his question with a stare.

“Call your crew. They’ve waited long enough. I want to get you out of here. The longer you stay here, the more at risk you all are at becoming a rogue.”

“Is that what happened to you and your crew?” The captain asks.

You sigh through your nose, “yes.”

Leonard grits his teeth. “We can’t contact our crew.”

You pinch the bridge of your nose, “what’s the last thing you remember seeing before being chased over here?”

“It was really colorful.”

“Well, isn’t that helpful. Can any of you tell me something else? Something distinct?”

“We were near a camp or what looked like an abandoned campsite,” the dark-haired man chimes in.

“Oh.” Your voice doesn’t come out as comforting as they could have hoped.

“You know where it is?” The captain asks, surprised by your answer.

“Yes,” you say, with a sigh. “Get up, it’s time to start walking.”

“How do you know there aren’t going to be anymore coming after us?”

You take a deep breath. “Those three were the last of my crew.”

“Who are you?” The Vulcan asks.

“Someone trying to help you. Now you can either sit here with a high risk of being infected or you can follow and be quiet while I get you out of here safely.”

“Why’re you talking like you’re never getting out of here?” James asks.

“I never thought it was going to happen... still don’t. I also don’t expect you to invite me aboard. You have a crew to protect and look out for. I understand.”

“You went through the same thing.”

“… look at where that got me.”

“I’m sure you did everything you could.”

“It wasn’t enough.”

“You seem like the kind of person who would do everything they could to protect those they care about and, in some cases, even complete strangers.”

“Is this how you get girls into your bed?”

“Well- not mine- but- that doesn’t matter. How- how would you know?”

“You have a quality.”

“A quality?”

“I bet you use those blue eyes to reel them in.” You push plants aside, giving the three more space to walk through.

“Am I wrong?”

“I don’t find this to be necessary regarding our escape, captain.”

The corner of your lips tugs upwards. “That’s correct, Spock.”

“Wait- wait. You two know each other?” Leonard asks, shocked at the interaction between the two of you.

“We were all in the academy together.”

“If I’m not mistaken, at one point, we were in the same class.”

You stop, looking up at the sky as you take a deep breath. “We’re here.”

“Cap- Capt- Captain.” The captain pulls out his comm.

“Scotty.”

You smile when you hear the classic sigh of relief from a crewmate. “How’re we lookin?”

“Good. Better now. Ready to beam up, Sir?”

“Yes. Beam up the four of us.”

Your head snaps in his direction.

“Four?” Leonard leans closer to his captain, “Jim, are you sure about this?”

Before you know it, you’re on the ship and find a few others giving you strange looks. “Are you sure you want me here? I don’t even know your names.”

“You never told her our names?” Spock asks, although he's sure you know their names. He knows you were always one to try and remember people’s names, reason unknown to him.

You cross your arms, “does it matter?”

“It will when we have you checked out?” James says, unsure of what he’s suggesting.

“I’ll pass,” you assure him.

“Pass? You’ll pass...” Leonard chimes in. “On a visit to the doctor which you haven’t been to in how long?”

You avoid his gaze. “A while.”

“Exactly.”

“Nope. I’m not doing this” you spin around to walk away. “Bye.”

“Hey! Wait up!” The captain shouts, running after you.

“I’m Jim.”

“As in Kirk?”

He tilts his head. “How’d you know?”

“I went to school with you.”

His expression doesn’t change.

“You definitely did not pay attention the first time this was mentioned.”

He scoffs, “that’s rude of you to assume.”

“It’s not assuming if I’m right. Now, go get me a new uniform and we’ll talk.” You raise a brow when he doesn’t move.

“O- okay. Follow me.” He shows you where the spare uniforms are (after asking one of his crew members where to go) and grabs one for you.

You take it, examining it. “Is there anything else besides a dress?”

“Not at the moment.”

“Could I get a red one? Gold just- it’s not my color anymore.”

“Yeah, no problem.” He switches the uniforms for you. “Here you go.”

“Thanks.” You unwrap the scarf from your head and remove your goggles, followed by the rest of your attire.

His eyes widen at the sight of you stripping down. “Wow, your just-”

“It’s skin, not a new undiscovered planet. If you can’t handle this, turn around.”

“I think I’m good.”

He squints when he sees your tattoo. “Have I met you somewhere?”

You pull the dress up, slipping your arms through the sleeves. “I did mention we went to school together.”

“Yeah, I know. I meant besides that.”

“I’ve been everywhere so it could have been a number of places.”

“Okay. It’s just- I’ve seen that tattoo somewhere before.”

“I’ve had to change on the way to class before. Could have been then.”

He nods. “Follow-” He’s cut off when the ship shakes, you fall against the wall.

“Captain on the bridge.”

“What’s going-”

“You need to get power and you need power now,” you tell the two men who sit in front of the captain’s chair.

“There’s too little power. We can’t leave.”

“I’m getting us out of here. Jim, I need your permission to-”

“Captain, they’re trying to make contact,” a woman in a red outfit says, holding her headset in one hand.

“Let them.”

“Isn’t this a surprise?”

You turn to see the man who did this. “Krealigah. (kr-ee-leh-gah) Taking my crew wasn’t enough. You’ve decided to steal this ship’s power. Still trying to continue with your torture plan?”

“I wouldn’t say that. You know what happens to those who bad mouth me.”

“And you know what I can do. Seems to me like we know hardly enough about each other so how about you and I beam down so we can have a proper talk?”

“As nice as that sounds, I’m going to pass.”

“Why do you need their ships power? You have enough to leave.”

He chuckles, “who says I want to leave. Maybe I want to see how long you think you can survive with this crew.”

“The only thing you want to do is see innocent ships become tainted and ruined by whatever poison you have on you.”

“We’ll see about that.”

“He’s scanning us,” the dark-haired man sitting in front of the captain’s seat says.

“His shields are down, right?” You ask.

“Yes.”

“Put yours up now. Jim, you need your shields up now and someone to go down to engineering. One of his men came aboard and messed with your systems. I know who. If you give me your permission, I can stop him and make sure the same thing that happened to me doesn’t happen to your crew.”

He nods, “Mr. Sulu, shields up. You and I are going down to engineering and stop this guy.”

“You should be-”

“Let’s go.”

“You don’t like to listen, do you? Always one to throw yourself straight into danger, huh.”

“It’s called protecting my crew.”

“Protecting your crew and being stupid are two different things.”

“Now that you two have been acquainted, can we go down to engineering now?”

“Spock, good timing as always.”

You rush towards the doors and step inside.

“She’s still here? Why is she- and you gave her clothes?” Seems like he does remember you.

You spin around and poke his chest, “you need to shut up and know when to respect someone who’s saving lives, not in the same way as you but keeping people alive know the less. Keep talking like that and you’ll wind up with a foot up your-”

“Okay,” James pulls you away from Leonard, making sure to keep a distance between the two of you. “You know, this would be a lot easier if you two could be friends.”

“I don’t see that happening.” You cross your arms.

“She isn’t making this easy.”

You shake your head. “I swear,” you mumble.

“What do we need to prepare ourselves for?”

“A whirlwind of torture. When these doors open… grab anyone, you can and get them out of here.”

“But we could-”

“Spock.”

“Yes.”

“You don’t like to admit when anyone is right but if either of these two are the last ones here, you get them out of here.”

He nods, “understood.” Leonard furrows his brows at how you managed to get the Vulcan to cooperate with you so easily. ‘She’s certainly changed…’

The ding makes your heart race.

You know what’s coming but don’t want to experience it… again. You run out the doors, knowing exactly where he is. Placing the makeshift weapon into your belt.

“Where are you going?” Leonard asks, from the bottom of the ladder.

“Don’t follow me.”

He grumbles and runs over to his captain when James calls for him.

It wasn’t hard to find him, he threw the first punch.

You continue fighting him even as you hear your name being called.

Before he could try to escape you, you managed to grab the weapon you made for this occasion and jam it in between his ribs.

“This is where our paths never cross again.”

He stumbles backwards, his arms thrown out in front of him as he attempts to catch his balance. In the blink of an eye, he’s gone.

You let out a deep breath until you cry out in pain.

Krealigah managed to grab your ankle, pulling you with him. He uses the little amount of upper arm strength he has left and pulls himself up.

Before you know it, all three use their phasers, giving you the opportunity to kick him off the wired path.

James and Leonard haul you up, off the ground. “Is that it?”

You nod, “yeah. He’s gone. It's over.”

The captain gives you the biggest smile he could have.

“I don’t like that look you’ve got there.”

“Why? I’m not doing anything wrong?”

You glance back at the other two to find Leonard shaking his head and Spock as emotionless as ever. “Start walking, I need to see a doctor or something.”

“Then it’s a good thing we have a doctor right here.”

You glance at him up and down. “I only see “complains a lot” standing there.”

James snickers into his hand, “Bones… you’ve got a new name.”

The man rolls his eyes. “I’m not going to stay here and listen to this.”

You roll your eyes, “neither am I.” You step around James, attempting to leave until your body doesn’t want to cooperate. You slowly limp away from the three males.

“Are you limping?”

“No.”

“Your ankle is hurting from when he grabbed it, is it not?”

“Shut up, Spock.” You make it to the ladder. “I’m fine.”

“You are not going down that ladder with your ankle being the way it is.”

“I’m doing it. None of you can stop me.”

“Fine. Hurt yourself more.”

You give Leonard a sarcastic smile. “Just means you’ll have to take care of me longer.”

He shakes his head, “there’s an elevator over there. Come on.” He grabs your arms and pulls you up, keeping a tight grip on you so he doesn’t lose you.

You four stand in the elevator with James and Spock in front of you as Leonard lets you lean against him.

As soon as you get close to the med bay, people are asking questions and pulling him away. You manage to catch yourself before you can fall.

You look around, everyone’s busy saving lives and fixing everyone’s wounds.

You turn around to leave and sit in one of the break rooms, wondering where you should go from here.

“Here you are.” He pulls out a chair and sits across from you. “I thought you managed to get off the ship.”

“No,” you glance at the ground. “I just needed to let you all do your jobs and-”

“I didn’t see your chart anywhere.”

“That’s for a good reason.”

“No one pulled you onto a bed?”

“I left before anyone “could” besides I don’t need it. I’m fine.”

“You could have fractured your ankle. Come here.” He moves the chair closer and lifts your ankle, examining it. “It doesn’t seem like anything’s broken but I need to be sure.”

“No,” you shake your head. “I’ll be fine. I-”

“You’re going to the med bay and getting examined. You’ve been gone for three years and no one’s…”

“Three years is a long time.”

“She divorced me a year before you got promoted and assigned that mission.”

“So, your babygirl’s about seven now?”

“She’ll be eight in a few months.”

“That’s good to hear.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

You avoid Leonard’s gaze. “I thought you were dead this entire time. How could you not tell me?”

“I was given orders.”

“That’s ever stopped you before.”

“I needed to know you’d be safe.”

Hearing those words warm his heart, you’ve been protecting him this entire time… something he wanted to do in return for the longest time. “I missed you.”

“I know,” you smile at him. “You used your relieved angry voice on me this entire time.”

He shakes his head, hiding the smile that slowly stretches across his lips. “I’m happy you’re safe.”

“I know.”

“Aww.”

“Dammit, Jim.”

“What’d I do?”

You roll your eyes. “I’m glad to see someone else adopted you.”

“Yeah, we’re really a match made in heaven, aren’t Bones?”

“Kirk, if you don’t shut up. I’m going to inject you again.”

James narrows his eyes at his friend as he hauls you up out of your chair, knowing Leonard wants to have you get checked out at med bay. “Don’t forget I’m your captain, Bones.”

“You’d die without me.”

“Okay, can you two keep it in your pants and take me to that damn med bay before I start limping there myself.”

Leonard shoves Jim away and helps you get there, needing to make sure that you’re okay.

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