| Author: kira-nerys, kira@kardasi.com Title: Regrets Date: April 13, 2000 Rating: NR Codes. K/S Summary: Significant truths are revealed, too late. Disclaimer: Star Trek and its characters belong to Paramount. I'm not making any money from this and no infringements on their copyrights are intended. Archive: Sure, just let me know where. |
REGRETS
| The empty chair screams to me with its significance. Khan is forgotten, Enterprise is forgotten, Everything that remains in my mind Is fear At first I can't even move. I blink, hoping that he is somewhere on the bridge. I scan it hastily. But he is not there. Engineering. The rush down there takes an eternity The turbolift is painstakingly slow in its descent. And my heart is beating its way out of my chest. I feared this moment all my life. Now it is here. It is true. I never faced death before. Not really And I pray to the almighty god I won't have to. Not now. Not with him. Spock The panic rises like a raging beast in my chest. He's there, stumbling through the smoky air. He's burnt, in pain. I can feel his pain. I must go to him. I must Without him life is no more. Spock But I am held back Arms like chords of steel around me. Voices reach me through the fog of pain. "Jim, it's too late." "He's dead already!" But can't they see. He is not dead He is moving He needs me. Let me go to him. Spock Then, He turns toward me His eyes... his eyes. So empty and lifeless As he stumbles against the glass I realize He is blind. Yet he knows I am there. He can feel it As well as I can feel the dread The knowledge is debilitating The presence of Death Claws at my heart and my mind Spock! "Do not grieve" he says. How can I not? My light, my sun My whole world Is drifting away. He doesn't even know. Something stabs at me Something beautiful Something cherished Something invaluable // Jim, I must tell you. // My mind screams at him // What? // // You are my t'hy'la. I love thee. Do not forget.// Spock! Good God, Spock. END |