Being bored has its perks; I actually do crap way better when I have nothing else to do. Go figure. LOL

Summary: After the Narada incident, Jim's love returns after being away for years. Now she's back, but what is everyone else's reaction when they see that she's Vulcan? Kirk/OC

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Trek (as much as I'd love to).

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Earth had been saved, and Nero defeated. But why did he feel so empty? Like there was a gaping hole in his chest that threatened to swallow and tear his very being? He thought of her. Vulcan was lost, its species now dwindling. How could she forgive him for allowing the near genocide of her people?

"Captain?" The voice of Sulu brought Kirk from his thoughts.

"Yes Mister Sulu?"

"Sir, we are nearing Earth. Our ETA is approximately 45 minutes." The Asian helmsman said.

"Thank you Mister Sulu. Carry on." Acting Captain Kirk rubbed his bruised neck, thinking back of the events of the days prior. After escaping the black hole, the Enterprise was left to limp back to Earth without the assistance of warp. All injured crew and Vulcan civilians on board had been tended to. Captain Pike was in a stabilized condition, having awoken the day before, sore, but in a good mood. With what little they had, repairs were coming along slowly and would continue to until they reached Earth.

Kirk had long since apologized to the Vulcan first officer. He told Spock that it was pertinent that command had to be overturned, and the only way to do that was to emotionally compromise the emotionally controlled man. Spock only told him 'apologies are illogical'. Jim smiled and offered the other man a round of chess before the doctor came and hunted them down to, quote, "Shove a hypo in our asses." With which the reply was a raised brow.

The docking of the ship came too soon for Jim. All other crew members and the injured were sent off by shuttle, leaving the bridge crew to disembark last.

There were flashing lights from cameras, news crews pressing forward, questioning. Jim attempted to ward away the paparazzi with his hands, shielding his eyes from the bright flashes, the clicking of cameras, and the shouting of overzealous people. Security in red came, pressing the crowds back in the shuttle bay. From his peripheral vision, the blonde could see the southern doctor scowling for all it was worth, Uhura and Spock shoulder to shoulder, stealing a Vulcan kiss. Sulu wrapped his arm around Chekov's shoulder protectively. Scotty was only grinning like a mad man and waving.

Weak smiles were plastered on as the seven of them made their tread through the bright and colorful mob, making their way to headquarters. In all the commotion, a familiar face caught his eye.

It couldn't be her…

But it was.

Bones called out to him as the blonde forced his way past bodies, but it was as if all sound had been muted, nothing else mattered as Jim finally stood in front of the woman he had wished so long to hold.

She was just as he remembered her. Long wavy hair, dark as the night sky, pulled back into a messy bun; Deep chocolate eyes that seemed to swallow his very soul as they looked at him. Perfectly pointed ears tucked protectively beneath dark locks, and sinfully smooth green tinted skin. She was wearing a black tank top, deep blue skinny jeans, and black high-heeled shoes.

Dark eyes raked over his form, examining his battered body and dirty clothes before she finally met his unnaturally blue eyes.

"Jim dear." It was as if his heart was being torn in two, hearing her sweet voice after so long a time. Her voice held no malice, no hate, barely even a hint of despair. Slim hands touched his face, hot skin running over the cooler on his cheeks. Jim grasped at those hands gasping, pressing further into them, practically begging for closer contact.

"Darling." His voice choked, coming out as a sob. In that one word, he was apologizing for everything; the way he had acted when she had left, nearly being unfaithful to her when at the Academy, not being able to save her planet. Dams broke from the pressure, finally releasing the hot tears that had been held back for too long.

"I'm sorry…so sorry…" Warm fingers wiped away the offending droplets in gentle swipes and caressed his cheeks lovingly. His head was pulled down until their foreheads touched, and their breath mingled together.

"Jim, my love; please do not weep for what you had not the power to prevent. I hold no grudge, nor regrets for what has happened. I am only thankful that I am able to embrace you in my arms, and that you are safe with me." She pressed Vulcan kisses over his brow, his eyes, nose, and lips.

"Svai." Jim pressed their bodies together as his lips met hers in a bruising kiss. It was hot and passionate as the two held each other tightly, his arms wrapped around her midsection in an iron hold, her hands tangled deeply within his blonde strands, nearly tearing them out by the roots.

The kiss felt as though it would last forever, but once it ended, it gave way to the sound of the reporter's frantic yells and the shocked faces of officers nearby. The good doctor lifted his chin off of the floor long enough to shout:

"What in the Sam Hell?"

Author's Notes:

Yeah baby, she's Vulcan!

Svai- flower

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