Chekov. Jim gestured around the bridge, naming his crew. Uhura. The rest... you know.
For a moment, Jim merely basked in her presence. There was that twinge of homesickness, but here, somehow, he could just remember without regret. He would return. For now, there was this. A reminder. In his memory, Spock bent over the viewer, and as it never had before this aroused a surge of affection. The turbolift doors opened, admitting Bones, who came to stand just behind and to the side of the command chair, and Jim smiled. Yes, it would be like this again.
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Date: 2009-10-14 01:56 pm (UTC)For a moment, Jim merely basked in her presence. There was that twinge of homesickness, but here, somehow, he could just remember without regret. He would return. For now, there was this. A reminder. In his memory, Spock bent over the viewer, and as it never had before this aroused a surge of affection. The turbolift doors opened, admitting Bones, who came to stand just behind and to the side of the command chair, and Jim smiled. Yes, it would be like this again.