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Chapter 6/9 - See all warnings and disclaimers in chapter 1

From somewhere amidst the visions that came only from being 
wrapped in a blanket of love and desire, Leonard dreamed that 
Jim was calling to him.  "Bones!  Bones, are you in there?" he 
heard.  Then, his mind fighting its way to awareness, he 
realized it wasn't a dream.  Before he could respond, Jim had 
burst through the cabin door; Spock was just behind him.
 
"Jim?" Leonard asked through silted eyes and a sleepy haze.  
"Spock...? What...what the hell are you two doin' here?"
 
"Bones, are you all right?" Jim panted.  
 
"Yeah, we're fine.  What's goin' on?" Leonard asked.  He and 
Sarek freed themselves from the tangle of arms and legs.  
Leonard sat up and rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands, 
trying to clear his head of the last cobwebs of sleep.
 
"You scared the hell out of us, that's what!" Jim roared.
 
It seemed that Jim had yet to realize that he was lying in bed 
with Sarek, however, that did not seem to be the case with 
Spock.  His eyebrows had all but disappeared beneath the dark 
hair that was peaking out from underneath the wool, knit cap.  
"A correction, Doctor," he stated.  "Jim was scared.  I was 
concerned."  Turning his attention to Sarek, he asked, "Father, 
are you well?"
 
Jim flashed his bondmate a look of frustration, as he always did 
when Spock broke his momentum.  Spock simply replied with 
a twitch of his eyebrows toward Jim.
 
"Quite well, my son," Sarek answered.  He rose from the bed, 
making no attempt to disguise his nudity.  He did pull off one 
of the top blankets and wrap it around him, but even this he did 
so casually that Leonard suspected it was to arm himself more 
from the cold air coming from the open door than from any 
sense of propriety.  He certainly didn't seem to be alarmed by 
their sudden discovery.  Something about that served to 
reassure Leonard that the promises made during the night lived 
on.
 
Jim turned back to Leonard.  "We got the message that you 
were coming up here, but then couldn't raise you on your 
communicator, the comm in your shuttle, or here at the cabin.  
We didn't know what the hell had happened!  I contacted the 
FSA and they couldn't pick up a signal from your shuttle.  
They're supposed to send out a search party this morning, but 
we didn't want to wait.  Jesus, Bones, I imagined everything 
from a shuttle explosion to a crash in some canyon where your 
signal couldn't be detected!"
 
Finding that Sarek's indifference to their situation served to 
relax him, as well, Leonard replied, "Jim, we're fine.  It's true 
that we ran into some trouble, and I'm damned glad to see ya, 
but I'd appreciate it if you'd close the door so we can keep some 
of the heat in."
 
Jim, who had started looking between Sarek and Leonard, his 
eyes growing a bit wider as he realized what they had walked in 
on, stopped staring long enough to turn and close the door.  He 
turned back around, pulling off his hat and gloves, and 
surveyed the obvious disarray in the cabin.  "Jesus!" he 
muttered.  Stepping around the debris, he came closer.  "We 
spotted your shuttle.  It looks like you had to desert it quickly.  
Both the back hatch, and the one on the passenger's side appear 
to be open.  What happened?" he asked, his voice still laden 
with the remnants of anxiety.
 
Deciding that privacy to get dress wasn't going to be afforded, 
Leonard retrieved his discarded shorts and slid into them as he 
stood up from their makeshift bed.  "We arrived here last night 
just before it got dark.  I saw the trees that had fallen on the 
property, including the place where I usually put down.  
Worried about the cabin, I landed in the meadow to see if I 
could get up here to check on any damage, but then the shuttle 
wouldn't start again.  The electrical system seems to be frozen 
up; even the comm unit's out.  Since we would've frozen to 
death if we'd waited for help, we had to hike in."  He decided 
this wasn't the time to explain how bad things had really gotten.  
Before Jim could question him further, Leonard asked, "How'd 
y'all get here?"
 
Jim seemed to draw a sigh of relief.  "We have Spock's flitter.  
It's light enough that we were able to set down on the frozen 
pond."
 
"Well, I was beginning to think we were gonna be stranded for 
a few days.  Now that you're here, I can see about gettin' a crew 
up here to work on the damage.  I know there's a tree across the 
roof, I can see it from here."  He looked up in the faint light of 
the early morning to where the trunk of the tree was visible.
 
It was Spock who replied.  "There are actually two trees across 
your cabin, Doctor."
 
"Two?  No kidding?  Well, they've sure made a mess of things.  
This must've happened a coupla days ago 'cause the battery 
pack that keeps the comm unit charged is dead.  Is it still bad 
outside?" he asked, walking to the bay window.
 
"No, the winds have died down, but..." Jim started
 
Instead of seeing the trees bending under the force of the wind, 
there seemed to be very little movement other than the 
sprinkling of snow that was already turning the ground white.  
"Well, I'll be damned!  It's snowing!  Looks like it's gonna be a 
white Christmas after all!" Leonard interrupted.
 
"Indeed, and I suggest we see what can be done to get your 
shuttle functioning before conditions deteriorate," Spock stated.
 
"Sounds like a good idea," Leonard replied, smiling at his 
friend.  'We', as in, 'Spock will give it the once over,' he 
thought.  Whereas his Vulcan friend had an exceptional 
aptitude when it came to mechanical devices, Leonard was 
decidedly lost when it came to anything mechanized.
 
While Jim was looking around at the obvious damage to the 
cabin, Spock, always logical and orderly, continued.  "As for 
the trees, you can call for assistance from the flitter.  There is 
also a portable comm unit that we brought along.  You can set 
it up in here until you get power restored."
 
"Sounds good.  That means I can stay here and see to the 
repairs," Leonard answered, slipping into the last of his clothes 
and pulling on his boots.  With Spock's help, he pushed the 
fallen rafter aside and retrieved his gloves and a hat from the 
closet beside the front door.  Then, turning to Sarek, Leonard 
said, "We'll have you out of here shortly."
 
Sarek, who had also managed to slip into his clothes, walked to 
where Leonard was standing.  "I seem to remember that I have 
two days to make my decision."
 
"Yeah," Leonard grinned at him.  "But that was before all of 
this happened.  I guess I figured you would wanna get outta 
here as soon as possible."
 
"I am in no hurry, and if you are staying, then I claim my right 
to the full extent of the days offered."
 
There was such a look of warmth in those eyes that, had they 
been alone, Leonard would have pulled him close and kissed 
him.  Instead, he settled for brushing his fingers against the 
back of Sarek's hand.  "There's some emergency packs of food 
on the counter, if you're hungry.  I'll be back soon," he said 
softly, feeling the sweet tenderness inside of him where Sarek 
had last been just hours before.
 
//Yes, I feel your presence, as well,// he could've sworn he 
heard, as if the words were spoken directly to his soul.  "I shall 
await your return here, my ashaya," Sarek responded, openly 
declaring his feelings for all in the cabin to hear, using the word 
for love that Leonard had seen in his mind the night before.
 
//Love you...love you with all my heart...// Leonard thought, 
hoping against hope that Sarek could hear him.  Sarek nodded, 
the slightest hint of that sweet smile he had seen the night 
before caressed the otherwise stoic face.  It was all Leonard 
could do to drag himself away.
 
The air hung heavy with both unasked and unanswered 
questions as Leonard walked down to the small flitter with Jim 
and Spock.  The shape the path was in, Leonard found it 
miraculous that he and Sarek had actually been able to find 
their way up it in the dark.
 
Reaching the flitter, Jim retrieved some provisions that his 
friends had brought along on their rescue mission.  "This 
should be better than emergency packs," Jim said, indicating 
the food in the box.
 
"Looks good!" Leonard said, peering inside.  He spied a 
package of biscuits and several varieties of fruits.  Until now, 
he hadn't thought about how long it had been since either he or 
Sarek had eaten.  'Well...' he thought, and flushed at the 
salacious images that came to mind.
 
"Bones, are you okay?" Jim asked.
 
"Yeah, I'm fine, Jim," he chuckled.  Leonard got on the comm 
unit and contacted the FSA to advise them that a rescue party 
would not be necessary.  He then contacted the company that 
was in charge of upkeep on the cabin and gave them a full 
report of the damage.
 
"They're sending a team," Leonard said, standing from the 
flitter's seat.  "Considerin' it's Christmas Eve, I'm surprised they 
have a crew willin' to come out."
 
Reaching inside, Jim pulled out the portable comm unit and 
laid it on top of the box of provisions that were sitting on the 
ground.  "Great, Bones," Jim answered, less than 
enthusiastically.
 
"Problem, Jim?" Leonard asked.
 
Without a word, Jim reached in his pocket and pulled out the 
broken flashlight Leonard had dropped the night before.  He 
held it out, accusingly.
 
"Where'd you find it?" Leonard asked, sheepishly.
 
Tossing his head up the path, he answered, "Back there, on the 
trail.  Let me guess, it was the only one you had with you, and 
the two of you were up here stumbling around in the dark, 
right?"
 
Damn!  How was it that Jim could always read him like an 
open book?  "Somethin' like that," he admitted.
 
Jim stepped toward him, those green-gold eyes flashing.  
"Goddammit, Bones!  You know damn well that to come up 
here in the middle of winter without any emergency equipment 
is asking for trouble!  Do you know what could've happened?  
What we could've found this morning?" Jim demanded.
 
Leonard knew this tone.  Jim Kirk was a man with nerves of 
hardened steel, unless someone he really cared for was in 
trouble.  This outburst was the result of fear, magnified to the 
point where Jim was royally pissed.  He knew Jim well enough 
to know that it wouldn't get any better until his friend had 
blown off a considerable amount of steam.  And there was 
Spock, standing at Jim's side, his stoic mask doing little to hide 
the deep concern that was apparent in those dark brown eyes.  
If it wouldn't have made Jim that much madder, Leonard would 
have grinned.  Damn, it was nice to be reminded from time to 
time just how much the three of them really did love each 
other.  "I'm sorry, Jim," Leonard answered contritely.  "You're 
right."
 
"Bones, why did you just take off like that?  You never 
mentioned wanting to come here.  Spock had even asked Sarek 
to join us for Christmas dinner, but he declined, never saying a 
word about leaving town with you.  If you had just *said* 
something, or if you'd told us that you and Sarek wanted to be 
alone...by the way, when in the hell did *that* happen?"
 
Leonard looked from Jim to Spock.  His Vulcan friend's 
eyebrows were arched upwards.  Standing in the cold with big, 
fat, wet snowflakes pummeling them wasn't the place he 
would've chosen to explain, but it seemed to be the time for 
answers.  "As far as coming to Squeaky Springs for Christmas, 
it wasn't something I'd really thought about until yesterday.  As 
for Sarek and me...well, not until last night."
 
"Then why all the secrecy?  Why a delayed vid message that 
we wouldn't get until you were all ready gone?"
 
"Because I knew you would try to talk me out of it, especially 
since I'd originally intended on comin' up here alone.  I just 
needed to get away this year.  With everything that's been 
going on, I just needed some time to get my thoughts in order."  
He paused, wondering whether to be completely truthful, but if 
there was ever a time, this was it.  "Jim, to tell ya the truth, 
seein' the two of you together can make a guy feel pretty 
lonely, especially during the holidays."
 
Leonard watched as Jim's anger seemed to deflate right in front 
of him.  "Bones...I'm sorry.  We never wanted to do anything to 
hurt you.  I guess sometimes we just don't realize...I mean, 
we've always been comfortable around you."
 
"Indeed," Spock added.
 
"Hell, I know that, and I wouldn't want it any other way.  It's 
just that this year seemed worse, somehow.  What with the 
training mission that's comin' up, and knowing how I felt about 
Sarek, and feelin' pretty sure that he didn't feel the same way, 
was more than I could stand."
 
"And now?" Jim asked.
 
"Now, everything's okay."  Leonard nodded, finally allowing 
that smile that had been threatening to show through.
 
"Glad to hear it, Bones.  Just, next time, promise to be more 
careful, will you?  I'm getting too old for this!"
 
Leonard's grin widened.  "I promise."
 
"Okay, you two go look at the shuttle, and I'll stay here with 
Sarek and wait for the repair crew."
 
Leonard nodded and started to turn around, but turned back.  
"Jim, Spock, thanks, for everything.  I don't mind admittin' that 
I was worried.  It seemed that anything that could go wrong, 
did."
 
"That's what friends are for, Bones.  Now, you two get on your 
way, and Sarek and I should have something whipped up for 
breakfast by the time you get back."
 
Jim picked up the equipment and headed back to the cabin.  
Spock and Leonard boarded the flitter and went to the meadow 
where his shuttle was stranded.  After just a few minutes, 
Spock had discovered the problem.  "You have debris in the 
reactor coil containment unit, Doctor.  Had you been able to 
start it, there is a ninety-seven percent probability that you 
would have had a fatal explosion."
 
"Damn!  I had no idea!  You don't know how many times I 
tried to get it going!"
 
"It is most fortunate that you were unsuccessful."
 
"Is it something that can be fixed?"
 
"Yes, I am removing the outer chamber now and should be able 
to clean it out sufficiently while inside the protection of your 
cabin.  I will reinstall it this afternoon."
 
"Is that safe?" Leonard asked, backing up a step.
 
"There is no danger, Doctor.  I am not removing any of the 
parts that are charged with radiation."
 
"Spock, thanks.  I know I keep saying that, but it sure is good to 
find out that you have friends you can rely on."
 
Spock turned and looked at him.  Those dark eyes that so often 
seemed combative had softened.  "Indeed, and it was for that 
reason we were concerned, Leonard."
 
It was rare that Spock called him by his given name, and only 
on those infrequent occasions when a deeper level of closeness 
was being felt between them.  With Spock, 'Doctor' had always 
been spoken in friendship.  It was only when his friend called 
him 'Doctor McCoy,' that Leonard knew he had to watch out, 
much like a mother calling her child by all three names.  In the 
years he had known this man, he had always found the 
arguments between them easier to take than these extraordinary 
moments of tenderness.  It was no different this time.  He owed 
a lot to his friend, the least of which was an explanation.  
"I...uh...guess finding Sarek and me like that was a shock, 
huh?"
 
Spock pulled at the collar of his coat, tightening around his 
neck.  Leonard wasn't sure if it was from cold or from 
nervousness that his friend was fidgeting with the collar.  True, 
it was cold and snowing, but he had spent years watching his 
friend meticulously attend to the minutest detail when stalling 
for time.  "It was...unexpected.  I was not aware that you and 
my father had considered taking your relationship beyond one 
of friendship."
 
"Actually, we hadn't.  Well, not openly, anyway.  Spock, don't 
get me wrong, I've had strong feelings for Sarek for a long 
time, but it wasn't until last night that we discovered it was 
something we both felt.  Does it bother you?" Leonard asked.
 
"Bother me?  Are you asking if I am disturbed that you and my 
father are involved in a sexual relationship?"
 
"Yeah, that's exactly what I'm askin'."
 
"To some extent, but not for the reasons you may think.  I am 
quite aware that there has been dissension within my parent's 
marriage.  It seems they are unable to coexist in harmony.  The 
fact that one or the other has found satisfaction elsewhere is not 
troubling.  I am, however, concerned for you.  You do realize 
that he remains bonded to my mother?"
 
"Yeah, I know we can't have what you and Jim have, but I love 
him, Spock.  He's the only person who I would willingly share 
the rest of my life with, and with or without a bond, I hope to 
do just that.  So, I'll take what he's able to give, and count 
myself a very lucky man for finding someone I feel this way 
about."
 
"As you know, Leonard, Vulcan's do not believe in luck."
 
"I don't think Sarek would agree with you, especially after what 
we went through last night."  He grinned, allowing that 
questioning look to remain on the face of his friend.  Spock 
went back to work on the shuttle, and Leonard loaded the 
storage locker filled with provisions, and the cases containing 
his and Sarek's clothes, into the smaller craft.
 
Once they had boarded the flitter and were headed back toward 
the cabin, Leonard turned toward his friend.  "Spock, can I ask 
you a question?"
 
"I can not remember a time when saying 'no' has stopped you, 
Doctor," Spock replied.
 
Leonard grinned.  "Yeah, but this time it's about the time you 
returned to Starfleet."
 
"Please, continue," Spock stated, setting the flitter down 
smoothly.
 
"What brought you back?  What I mean is, was it really only 
V'ger calling to you?"
 
Spock powered off the vehicle and turned his attention to the 
man seated beside him.  "Doctor, those events occurred ten 
years, twenty-seven days, and eighteen hours ago.  I cannot see 
why it is important at this time."
 
Leonard looked out the window.  "I'm sorry.  I don't like 
thinking about that time, either, but you see I've always wanted 
to apologize to you, and to Jim.  If it hadn't been for me, you 
never would've left.  I knew what was goin' on...before the first 
mission ended.  If I'd just had the nerve to say something.  To 
make the two of you realize..."
 
"Leonard, there is no need for self-recrimination.  There is 
nothing you could have done to stop the events that took place.  
Until I accepted the part of me that I had always denied, I could 
not accept that which I felt for Jim.  Only through my time with 
the Kolinahru, could I begin my journey toward completeness.  
As for the reasons surrounding my return, it is true that the 
V'ger entity reached out to me.  However, it was only through 
the voices of my t'hylara that I discerned the entity."
 
"Your t'hylara?"
 
"Yes, Leonard.  One who I wished to join with, the other a 
brother, and both in need."
 
Leonard rested his head on the back of the seat and smiled.  It 
felt like a heavy weight, one that had become a permanent part 
of him, fell away.  "Does Jim know?"
 
"Jim is my bondmate.  We have no secrets."
 
Leonard nodded.  "Good," he sighed.
 
"If that is all, may I request that we move to the interior of the 
cabin?  I am becoming quite chilled."
 
"Oh, sure!" he replied, opening the hatch and sliding out of the 
flitter.  "By the way, there's somethin' I didn't know.  You never 
told me that Vulcans have the ability to shut down body 
systems to conserve heat!"

"Doctor, the extent what you don't know would fill volumes."

"Now listen here!  As your doctor, you had the responsibility to 
tell me...!"  The arguing didn't cease until the two had reached 
the door.

An hour after leaving the cabin, the two friends returned.  
There was already a two-man team working to get the landing 
site cleared so other equipment could be brought in.  Entering 
the cabin, the smell of food caused Leonard's stomach to 
rumble.  Any point he had been trying to make with Spock was 
immediately forgotten.  "Looks like the two of you have been 
busy," Leonard commented, as he and Spock placed the cases 
down and warmed themselves by the fire.  
 
Using only the fireplace, a surprisingly hearty meal had been 
prepared.  There was a pot of oatmeal--compliments of the 
ration packs--with some of the fresh fruit added that Jim and 
Spock had brought with them.  More fruit had been sliced and 
set out on a plate.  The teabags had been used to brew a pot of 
tea, and some biscuits were being heated on a pan placed on the 
hearth.  There had even been enough of the dishes salvaged 
from the toppled shelves to set a table.  Leonard also noticed 
that the mattress had been moved back to the bed.
 
"Well, we didn't have much to work with, but it should be 
edible," Jim nodded toward the table.  "How about the shuttle?  
Did you find the problem?"
 
"Yeah, Spock did, and it looks like he'll have it repaired by this 
afternoon."
 
"Good," Jim replied, thoughtfully.  "Spock?  A moment, 
please?" Jim asked, pulling his bondmate off to the far corner 
where the bed stood.  For the next couple of minutes, they were 
whispering between themselves.  Actually, it looked like Jim 
was doing all the talking, while Spock was mostly nodding.
 
Sarek poured four cups of tea, while Leonard ladled out four 
bowls of oatmeal, retrieved the warmed biscuits from the pan, 
and added them to the plate of sliced fruit.  By the time Jim and 
Spock returned, breakfast was on the table.
 
Seated, all but Jim began to eat.  It seemed like he had other 
things on his mind.  "Bones, I've been thinking.  I know that 
you want to stay here and see to the repairs, but I'd rather the 
two of you not stay up here alone.  Not with the weather as 
threatening as it is."
 
Swallowing, Leonard replied, "Jim, we'll be fine.  This isn't the 
first winter I've been here, and once the power is restored, and 
the shuttle's operable, we'll have all the comforts of home."
 
"Then let me put this on a more personal note.  Spock and I are 
in agreement."  He looked deliberately toward Sarek.  "We 
want *all* of us to be together for Christmas."  Then turning 
his attention back to his long-time friend, he added, "Dammit, 
Bones, the three of us have shared a lot of holidays over the 
years, and let's face it, there's not many traditions left to those 
of us in Starfleet.  Most have long since lost their significance 
amid apathy, duty shifts, and having to deal with the 
unexpected.  This tradition is just about all we have left.  If you 
want to stay here, and if we all pitch in, we can get this place in 
shape."
 
"You mean it?  The two of you are willin' to stay over?  Jim, 
are you sure?  I mean that would be great!  But...it's not that 
large."  Although Leonard loved the idea of all of them being 
together, there was also the consideration of wanting to be 
intimate with Sarek.
 
As if reading his mind, Jim flushed, slightly, giving his 
normally golden skin a delightfully ruddy tone.  "Bones," he 
grinned.  "If you and Sarek are in agreement, we can make do.  
I know the couch makes into a bed.  Spock and I slept there 
when you brought us up here last summer, remember?  Besides, 
this place is yours, and it means a lot to you.  How many times 
have you told us the stories of the holidays you spent here 
before your dad died?"
 
"Every Christmas we have spent together, if I remember 
correctly," Spock interposed.
 
Leonard was taken back by the offer.  He hadn't realized that 
spending the holidays together had meant that much to Jim and 
Spock.  In the six years since their bonding, he had always 
assumed that they would just as well have had the time alone, 
and always included him out of some sense of duty.  If he had 
forgotten just how strong the friendship between them was, this 
morning had been a vivid reminder.  Looking at the man seated 
beside him, he met Sarek's gaze.  "Sarek?  Is this okay with 
you?" he asked.
 
A hand underneath the table closed in around his fingers.  "I 
would find spending the holiday together most pleasant," his 
Vulcan lover replied.
 
There was a 'hum' of satisfaction coming through to him from 
his lover's touch.  Leonard was certain that Sarek was okay 
with the offer.  Hell, they'd already been found naked in bed 
together; there wasn't much else left to the imagination!
 
Leonard turned his hand, giving Sarek's fingers a slight squeeze 
of understanding.  "Well, all right!  There's enough provisions 
packed in the storage locker to feed a small army.  As long as 
the repair crew can get the power restored, food's not a 
problem."
 
Jim, through that wonderful half-smile of his, said, "You know, 
out back I noticed a small pine that has fallen.  If I trimmed it 
up a bit, I think it would make a perfect Christmas tree.  Damn!  
I haven't seen a real Christmas tree since I was a kid!  This is 
going to be fun."
 
Getting drawn into Jim's enthusiasm, Leonard said, "Hey, if I'm 
not mistaken, there's still a box of ornaments and decorations in 
the loft."  Looking up, he added, "That is, if they're still in one 
piece."
 
"Well, Bones, as soon as we finish eating breakfast, we'll check 
it out," Jim grinned even wider.
 
Suddenly, Leonard felt a rush of 'Christmas spirit' descend 
upon him that he hadn't felt in many years.  It was the feeling of 
happiness that comes from being surrounded by those you love.
 
 

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