Chapter Thirteen - Really? Again?
Jim Kirk was jerked again from sleep by the sound of the red alert of the ship blaring. He groaned and grabbed clothes and the kids and headed down to Uhura’s quarters and left them this time with Omal as Bones and Scotty were on duty already. With a quick greeting to Omal and kisses of goodbye to the boys he headed up to the bridge. He wanted to strangle whoever caused this. Really, again. It is too much to have a restful night? He knew Spock was already on the bridge as he told him he was heading there from the science lab. He flew off the lift and to his seat already barking orders and the crew was already on it before the order was finished.
“Report!” he snapped out.
“A Klingon warbird has entered Federation space and has their forward weapons powered up. They have not fired yet, but we have forward shields powered and ready.” Sulu fingers flew over his console making sure everything was as it should be.
Uhura swung around in her seat to address the Captain, “Sir, we have an incoming transmission from the enemy ship.”
“On screen, Lieutenant.”
“Yes, Captain.”
The image of a Klingon in full battle gear appeared on the vid screen.
“This is Captain James T. Kirk of the USS Enterprise. You have entered restricted space. Why are you here?”
“tam tera' scum. HoD tirokk. nuvpu' maghwI' jIH yu'.” came his guttural reply.
“HoD tirrok bImejnIS. DIvI' logh wem SoH.” Kirk replied.
“wej Hutlh maghwI' tuq kraag. quvHa'ghach SeHmo' tuqmaj 'ej ghob'e' bIj.” And with those words he signaled for one of his men to fire on the Enterprise.
Jim grabbed onto his seat and called for them to return fire. “Uhura, get Pike and Archer up here ASAP. Sulu what is the status on our shields?”
“Holding sir. They are at 95 percent and holding.”
As the ship was rocked again from another blast, Archer and Pike fell from the lift onto the bridge. “Christ Jesus on a stick. What the hell is going on?” Archer asked and they picked themselves off the floor.
“It seems the house of Kraag has come for Kor and Korath.”
“What the hell is his name?”
“His name is Captain Tirrok of the House of Kraag.”
“Why am I not surprised you know Klingon, Jimmy.”
Jim grinned at him and then grabbed his seat again as the ship was rocked by another blast.
“Shields still holding. They are at 90 percent power.”
“Keep on those shields. Draw power from aft if needed.”
“Aye, Captain.”
“I wanna talk him,” Archer growled as he moved to stand next to Jim.
“You are in violation of the Klingon/Federation treaty. You will remove yourself from Federation Space or we will fire upon you and view this as an act of war.”
“SoH, puny Human wej HajchoHtaHvIS jIH. vaj wa' 'e' tuq quvHa' SIch ghob'e' bIHegh jIH, vaj vIneH! baH!” he yelled out.
“Shit! He’s not backing down, Jon.”
“What do you mean?”
“Captain, they are directing all power to their forward weapons.”
“Reroute as much power to our shields. Shut down all nonessential systems.”
“Aye, Captain.” Sulu started working on his console and Chekov worked with him getting things ready to withstand the blast that they knew was coming.
“Better buckle up, Admirals. This is going to be bumpy. Full power to shields, then I want all weapons powered up. See if we can’t take out their weapons and engines. I want them dead in the water.”
“Aye, sir!”
Archer and Pike no sooner were safely seated then the ship was rocked with another blast. “Report!”
“Hull breach on decks 17 and 20. Locking down affected sections. Shields are still holding at 90 percent.”
“Good. Fire on my mark. Mark!”
Sulu fired and hit the warbird directly causing it to rock harshly and they could see sparks. “Their shields are down.”
“Good, fire again!”
They fired again and they could see a large melted crater where the weapons had been moments prior. Jim directed them to fire once more and there soon was a hole in the ship's hull.
“Their weapons have been destroyed and their engines are out of commission.”
“Good, hail them on screen, Uhura.”
Captain Tirrok’s grim visage showed back on the view screen.
“tirrok HoD, jey. SoH je beq ghaH jegh'a' maHvaD 'ej vItIj wIje'meH.” Jim folded his arms across his chest and waited for their response.
“Hegh rIntaH pa' quvHa'ghach!” And with those words, he signaled his helmsman and the ship exploded.
The Enterprise rocked again from the aftershocks from the explosion. Jim dropped his head into his hands. ‘Dammit!’
‘Hush, T’hy’la.’
‘How can I? I think that was Kor and Korath’s relative that just killed himself and his ship.’
‘Ah, yes. The house of Kraag. I remember them telling us that they were of that house. It is one of the clans on the Klingon Council.’
‘Yup and this is going to cause so much shit to hit the fan that I can hear Admiral Marcus blaming us now. Fuck my life.’
‘James, calm yourself. If you continue then I will have to discipline you once we have reached our quarters.’
‘I’ll be good. I just worry that my pseudo-parents are going to have a mess to deal with.’
‘They will handle this, do not worry. Be calm. Deal with the situation now and we can inform Kor and Korath later.’
‘Thanks, Ashaya.’
‘Always, Ashayam.’
Jim lifted his head and looked at Archer and Pike. “Well this is going to be a mess to deal with.”
“You ain’t kidding. Now we have to go and deal with the Admiralty and sort this mess out.”
“I can’t believe that they would openly come in and try to kill them. At least the Romulans tried to be sneaky about it.” Pike rubbed his temples to relieve the stress.
“It’s all about honor with Klingons. They would do it themselves as using assassins is dishonorable. By coming here to kill Kor and Korath they were trying to redeem their house and/or clans honor.”
‘Yes, well in trying to do that they could have just started a war with us. Dammit! You tell Scotty that I know he has some bootleg hooch onboard and that I will be hitting him up for some when I am done dealing with the Admiralty. You got me, Jimmy.”
“Yes, sir. I’ll make sure that he has it delivered to you ASAP.”
“Don’t be a cheeky smartass, kid.”
Jim grinned at them and saluted, “Yes, mom. Yes, dad.”
“Spock, I think you need to take your young husband in hand,” Pike said with a smirk as he and Archer left the bridge.
Jim looked at Spock with wide eyes. He merely raised an eyebrow at his husband. “Indeed,” he said.
Jim flinched, he knew he was in trouble. “Well, crew. Sulu, you have the comm.” He stood up and headed to the lift, hoping to get there before Spock got up and reached it. Unfortunately for him, luck was not on his side as Spock was hot on his heels and right behind him entering the lift. Spock reached around him and closed the lift’s doors and stopping it between decks.
“You missed behave, Ashayam. I warned you about what would happen.”
“Spock,” he whispered huskily. “Please, can’t it wait until we have reached our quarters?”
“I am afraid not.” And with that he grabbed Jim by his upper arm and pulled down his pants and underwear. He balanced himself on one leg and pulled him over his knee.
“Spock!” Jim shouted as he hit his mate’s knee and the breath was knocked out of him.
Jim yelped as Spock’s hand hit his ass cheek with a loud crack. CRACK, CRACK, CRACK! Spock alternated between cheeks as he spanked him. “You will learn to control what you say in front of the crew when it comes to our commanding officers.”
Jim felt tears burning in his eyes and running down his face as the pain in his ass built. The sting and residual burn from each slap made the following that much worse.
“I’m sorry,” he sobbed out after Spock had spanked him for what felt like forever.
Spock tipped him back onto his feet and pulled his underwear and pants back up. He wrapped his arm around Jim’s waist to keep him steady on his feet and wiped the tears from his mates face.
“When we are off duty, then you may joke with them. I understand that you see them as your parents and they see you as their child, but you must remember a time and place for your cheek.”
“I’m sorry, Spock. I’m sorry that I embarrassed you.”
“Hush, Ashaya. You have not embarrassed me. I do not wish you to get in trouble for being unprofessional. You must always remember that there are those who wish to see you removed from command and you must not give them any ammunition to use against you.” Spock wiped a few stray tears and kissed him softly.
“I’ll remember. I promise.”
“I know you will. Now let us go get our sons from Omal.”
“Good, my breasts hurt. We are late feeding them.” They looked down to see where the milk had leaked and stained his uniform front.
“Come then, my Ashayam. Let us get this taken care of.” Spock pressed the release and they continued on their way. Once they were out of the lift, they hurried to Omal’s quarters and found two very upset little boys. Once they were in their parents arms they calmed down and Spock and Jim took them back to get fed and put down for a nap. Once that was taken care of Spock and Jim cuddled on the couch to work on paperwork. Oh the joys of paperwork.
Klingon Translation:
tam tera' scum. HoD tirokk. nuvpu' maghwI' jIH yu'. - Silence earth scum. I am Captain Tirokk. I demand the traitors of our people.
HoD tirrok bImejnIS. DIvI' logh wem SoH. - You will need to leave Captain Tirrok. You are violating Federation space.
wej Hutlh maghwI' tuq kraag. quvHa'ghach SeHmo' tuqmaj 'ej ghob'e' bIj. - Not without the traitors to House of Kraag. They have brought dishonor to our house and must be punished.
SoH, puny Human wej HajchoHtaHvIS jIH. vaj wa' 'e' tuq quvHa' SIch ghob'e' bIHegh jIH, vaj vIneH! baH! - I do not fear you , puny human. If I must kill you to reach the ones that have dishonored our clan, then I will! Fire!
tirrok HoD, jey. SoH je beq ghaH jegh'a' maHvaD 'ej vItIj wIje'meH. - Captain Tirrok, you have been defeated. You and your crew with surrender to us and prepare to be boarded.
Hegh rIntaH pa' quvHa'ghach! - Death before dishonor!
Vulcan translation:
t'hy'la - friend-lover-lifelong companion, blood brother/sister; soulmate; soul-brother/sister
Ashayam - beloved
Ashaya - love