Path: newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net!stamper.news.atl.earthlink.net!elnk-atl-nf1!newsfeed.earthlink.net!atl-c03.usenetserver.com!news.usenetserver.com!newsread.com!newsstand.newsread.com!POSTED.monger.newsread.com!not-for-mail Newsgroups: alt.startrek.creative.erotica.moderated Approved: ascem@earthlink.net Organization: Better Living Thru TrekSmut Sender: ascem@earthlink.net Message-ID: From: "sataineroon" MIME-Version: 1.0 Mailing-List: list ASCEML@yahoogroups.com; contact ASCEML-owner@yahoogroups.com Subject: Fic: NEW TOS "Mourning the Phoenix" 1/1 (K/S, AR) [PG] Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Lines: 196 Date: Sun, 31 Oct 2004 23:55:02 GMT NNTP-Posting-Host: 209.198.142.218 X-Complaints-To: Abuse Role , We Care X-Trace: monger.newsread.com 1099266902 209.198.142.218 (Sun, 31 Oct 2004 18:55:02 EST) NNTP-Posting-Date: Sun, 31 Oct 2004 18:55:02 EST Xref: news.earthlink.net alt.startrek.creative.erotica.moderated:85222 X-Received-Date: Sun, 31 Oct 2004 15:55:24 PST (newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net) Title: "Mourning the Phoenix" Author: Neroon Contact: thesatai@adelphia.net Series: none Rating: PG - violence and relationship implied Parts: 1/1 Codes: K/S, AR, deaths implied Summary: Remembrances by Dr.McCoy at his home in Georgia Leonard McCoy, one-time CMO of the legendary starship, Enterprise,=20 sipped at his first mint julep of the evening. His wooden rocking=20 chair had warped over the years, but it still suited its owner. The=20 relaxation of sitting on a veranda at the end of a hot, humid=20 Georgia day with a tall, frosted glass of Dixie perfection had come=20 to symbolize the good things of life and at this moment in time had=20 never meant more. It had been a good life, there was no question about it. How many=20 Georgia country doctors had ever been to the stars, let alone become=20 a part of them? For years he had served aboard the beautiful=20 starship along with a legendary crew; people who had become more=20 than colleagues. At times, he had felt closer to that crew than his=20 own daughter or certainly his wife. But now in a day or two, certainly less than a week, this peaceful=20 world would be gone, the whole Earth would be gone, destroyed even=20 as so many other worlds had been annihilated during the past year. One year=85McCoy shook his head in painful remembrance. He and other=20 billions of other Federation citizens had watched on screens in=20 their home worlds as their two chosen ambassadors had made first=20 contact with beings from so far out in space, scientists hadn't even=20 known they existed. The two ambassadors, James T. Kirk and Spock of Vulcan, had been=20 chosen because of their expertise at diplomacy and their=20 reputations. Once they had retired from active service at=20 Starfleet, the two men had been used by the Federation as roving=20 ambassadors from time to time. No longer the young men who had=20 defeated and outsmarted so many potential enemies from so many=20 civilizations, they still represented the best that the Federation=20 could offer. Their personal relationship=97once kept secret=97had long=20 been accepted since the formal bonding ceremony conducted on Vulcan=20 two years before. The sight of Admiral Kirk and the son of the=20 legendary Sarek had caused barely a ripple in the sensibilities of=20 even the most pedantic. McCoy had been unable to attend the ceremony due to ill health, but=20 he had sent his congratulations. Of course, he had known that Spock=20 and Kirk had been bonded since the miracle that had been Spock's=20 return to life after Genesis, but because of their careers, it had=20 never been officially acknowledged.=20=20 NyotaUhura had attended the ceremony to represent those who still=20 survived of the original crew. A month after that she had visited=20 McCoy to tell him all about the solemn but joyful occasion. The=20 former communications officer was still a lovely woman despite her=20 older appearance. She had even sung a few of McCoy's favorite songs=20 for him. If her voice wasn't as strong and vibrant as it had once=20 been, it still soothed and offered the comfort the doctor needed.=20=20 They had talked about the ceremony, tinged with sorrow that neither=20 Sarek nor Amanda was still alive to see their son united with his=20 t'hy'la. Spock's parents had died together a few years before in a=20 shuttle crash, their katras lost forever. Naturally, that had=20 devastated their son. After the ceremony, the two men had then enjoyed nearly a year of=20 peace in the house they had built for their mutual life together=20 until the day that the Federation had asked them once more to serve=20 when the unknown entity had entered Federation space. Spock and=20 Kirk, together as always, had been given transport aboard a starship=20 to the place of rendezvous. The eyes of a hundred planets had been on the two men as they had=20 met the entities known as the Ashrum Buschey or at least that had=20 been the translation given by Universal Translator. Starfleet had=20 taken to just calling them the Ashrums, but since only their ships=20 had been seen up to that time, no one knew what kind of beings the=20 ambassadors might encounter. It didn't take long to find out. Cloaked in mist, the beings had=20 transported from their ships to take a position in front of Spock=20 and Kirk. Kirk took the lead as always, his air of confidence and=20 command, undiluted over the decades. At the end of his initial words, a long silence occurred, followed=20 by a shrill wail from the mist. The translator gave out only=20 static as it could not comprehend the message, leaving Kirk and=20 Spock alone in their ignorance. Then in horror the people of the=20 Federation had watched as a flaming ball of fire engulfed the two=20 men. Not even their dust remained. McCoy had sat just there in his hospital room, tears streaming down=20 his cheeks. The deaths of Kirk and Spock were only the first of many. The ships=20 of the Ashrum moved on, destroying worlds much as the Planet Killer=20 had done. Vulcan had been one of the first to fall, followed by=20 hundreds more as the Federation had tried to fight back, uniting=20 with the Klingons, the Romulans, anyone who might stop the=20 destruction, but all had failed so now in less than a week it would=20 be Earth's turn. Those Terrans, who were able, had fled their blue-oceaned world.=20=20 There were still planets that were not in the path of the Ashrum=20 destruction. Bones McCoy had elected to stay where he was. Death=20 was no longer an enemy to be feared. He had already experienced too=20 much loss. Sipping slowly on his drink, he savored the memories of his long=20 lifetime, long at least in Human standards. For one moment of=20 grief, he allowed himself the indulgence to regret that Jim Kirk's=20 life had been cut short. The man had been unique: unequaled=20 commander, diplomat, womanizer and user. Oh yes, definitely a=20 user. He had mastered cajolery and an attitude that had manipulated=20 those surrounding him to his will, none more so than his Bones.=20=20 McCoy couldn't help smiling to himself. James T. had used him more=20 than once, but usually to a good purpose or at least the good doctor=20 had wanted to believe so. At one point their friendship had been=20 close although there had been a deep division over Kirk's decision=20 to step down as Captain of the Enterprise. That had been cemented over with the V'ger crisis and the subsequent=20 loss of Spock to Khan's wrath. That the CMO had been chose as the=20 receptacle for Spock's katra had affected McCoy deeply as well as=20 his relationship with Jim Kirk. The pain the younger man had felt=20 made it impossible for McCoy to leave again, to find his own way as=20 he had tried before. It wasn't until McCoy had realized the depth of commitment between=20 Kirk and Spock that he had finally recognized that his presence was=20 no longer necessary to the Captain. They were still friends, but=20 there was only one man absolutely necessary to the life of James T.=20 Kirk. As for Spock himself, McCoy's relationship with him had always been=20 one of shadows. Friends and yet not friends, almost like two moons=20 revolving around the sun known as Kirk. He had been surprised that=20 Spock would give over so much of himself to his t'hy'la, but then=20 the one-time science officer was only part Vulcan. Whatever the=20 truth of their relationship, Spock had paid a price for serving Jim=20 Kirk, staying with him to the end. The image of that glowing ball engulfing the two men had seared its=20 way in the doctor's brain. In his imagination, he could almost see=20 them embracing as the incandescence took them. They had shared=20 something to which he had never been privileged=97not with his first=20 wife or Natira. At times he had felt resentment, they needed no one=20 else but each other. Always the third wheel, knowing that he was=20 allowed to share only a miniscule part of their legend. And now his friends as well as the Enterprise, the Federation, and=20 all they had sacrificed so much for were gone. Finishing the last=20 of his mint julep, Leonard McCoy, former Starfleet physician,=20 watched as the sun set on the horizon. The End =20 =20=20 =20=20=20=20 ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ASCEM messages are copied to a mailing list. Most recent messages can be found at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ASCEML. NewMessage: