Whatever came, he hadn't had a choice (http://mirror-brightly.livejournal.com/8024.html). His priorities were the lives of those on the ship, followed by Spock's, his own, and after that, the life and honor of the Romulans. Life being foremost. He had done as ordered while a prisoner, but every prisoner makes do with what he has. And Jim had offered no harm to his captors. The warning was his only way of curbing what was sure to be an even worse decision ahead.
But the beam-up was still slightly unexpected, disorienting in a way he did not remember the transporter being. Most of the time. He was reminded, dimly, in some survivalist sector of his brain, that the feeling he had right now was usually accompanied by a displacement in more than space. But as the familiar contours of the Enterprise materialized around him--relatively--he was grateful to be safe, and something close to home.
But what of Spock? Of Nero and Ayel, and where was the Narada during all this? He turned around, to find...
Conference Room - Deck A
But the beam-up was still slightly unexpected, disorienting in a way he did not remember the transporter being. Most of the time. He was reminded, dimly, in some survivalist sector of his brain, that the feeling he had right now was usually accompanied by a displacement in more than space. But as the familiar contours of the Enterprise materialized around him--relatively--he was grateful to be safe, and something close to home.
But what of Spock? Of Nero and Ayel, and where was the Narada during all this? He turned around, to find...
"Spock?"