Date: 2009-10-15 05:43 pm (UTC)
Consciousness was threatening, something Kirk's mind didn't want. He shook in Jim's grasp, not believing, not wanting it. He stared at Bones, asleep there, his body wavering like the view through the heated air over the sidewalk in summer.

I... I can't... let them... not be protected.
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