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After encountering an unusual anomaly James T Kirk encounters a ship commanded by...himself

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 5

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Stardate 2261.8.22
Saratoga Corridor

"Captain, permission to speak to you for a moment?" L'Naym asked quietly but earnestly.

Kirk gave his double a nod. "If you'll excuse us for a moment, Captain." He turned back to the Nlians and motioned them toward a door. "Let's step in here for a moment, Crewmen."

As soon as the three of them were in the room, L'Naym grabbed him and hugged him tightly. "Jim," she whispered. "When we heard what was happening…" She stepped back and looked at him, her face of mask of worry and concern. "How are you holding up through all of this?"

"I've been better," he said wearily.

"What do you need, Soul Brother?" Alyen asked softly.

"Right now, both of you," he whispered.

Both Nlians reached out a hand. Kirk laced his fingers with both of theirs.

Three Souls touched.
The Joined Souls felt the depth of the Touched Soul's love for both of them.
His gratitude for their presence...
And above all his pain.

Pain at the reminder of the past…
Pain at the sight of the vast silver starship, Enterprise.
Pain at the sight of its crew.
Pain at the sight of his double.
Pain at the reminder of all that he had lost…
Pain for what might have been.

The knife had re-plunged.
Old wounds had reopened.

The Joined Souls wrapped their arms tightly around the Touched Soul…
Embracing him, in both body and soul.
He returned their embrace just as tightly, almost desperately.

*Feel our love, Soul Brother. Let it heal you.*

The Touched Soul felt the depth of the Two Joined Souls' love for him.
Their unwavering support.
He drank it like a man dying of thirst being given water.
The bleeding slowed and the pain eased.

The Three Souls spoke what had been their Truth for two years.

*You are Jim and you are ours.*

*You are Shylea and Tuskaro. You are one and you are mine.*

The Joined Souls gently drew the Touched Soul’s attention to the tiny life growing within the female half.
It was still too young to communicate but its presence could be felt.
A precious little spark of life and being.

*You are our brother, Jim. We love you.
And your nephew will love you too.*

*I know. And I’m glad.*

Love heals, love strengthens.
The wounds were still there.
But they were no longer bleeding.
The knife was no longer plunging.

The Three Souls embraced tightly…and then slowly withdrew.

"I need everyone on this ship to pull together and stay strong," Kirk whispered as he gently disengaged himself
from his Siblings. "Hopefully we'll soon find a solution to this mess."

"Everyone on this ship is with you, Jim," Alyen said quietly. "You know that."

"I do, Little bro."

"Let that knowledge, like our love, give you strength," L'Naym whispered.

"It does, Sis. More than you know."

All three took a moment to compose themselves. Then L'Naym straightened. "Do you have any orders for us, Captain?"

Kirk gave a slight smile and then looked at Alyen who had also straightened and was looking at him with determination. "Crewman Alyen, I need you in Sickbay. I want you and all the other Medical personnel to keep an eye out for anything unusual, health or otherwise. And be your usual encouraging self; I'm sure everyone down there will need it. Especially Doctor McCoy.”

"Of course, Captain."

"Crewman L'Naym, you'll still help in the botanic labs. Keep your eyes open; we know that inanimate objects react to the anomaly, there's a chance plants might too and they might serve as an early warning that we’re getting too close to that thing. But your priority will be as morale officer. Do what you can to help the crew through this. I'm sure everyone will need as much cheering up as possible."

"Right away, Captain."

The three exited the room and both Nlians headed determidely down the corridor toward their posts. Their Captain had given them jobs to do and they had no intention of letting him down.

The other Kirk watched curiously. "Who were those two? If you don't mind my asking?"

Kirk paused. "Crewmen Tuskaro Alyen and Shylea L'Naym. Husband and wife. Paramedic and Botanist respectively."

"Friends of yours?"

Kirk's face was expressionless but his voice was anything but. "More than friends, Captain. Much more."

Something about his tone let his counterpart know not to press for more info.

This is out of your league, Kirk so don’t stick your nose in it.

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Captain James T. Kirk

Crewman Tuskaro Alyen

Crewman Shylea L'Naym

Description

This is a commission done for me by krls81

Takes place in my story Parallels
Which takes place in my New Start verse
www.deviantart.com/seekhim/gal…

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*********************************************************************************

After encountering an unusual anomaly James T Kirk encounters a ship commanded by...himself

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 5

******************************************************

Stardate 2261.8.22
Saratoga Corridor

"Captain, permission to speak to you for a moment?" L'Naym asked quietly but earnestly.

Kirk gave his double a nod. "If you'll excuse us for a moment, Captain." He turned back to the Nlians and motioned them toward a door. "Let's step in here for a moment, Crewmen."

As soon as the three of them were in the room, L'Naym grabbed him and hugged him tightly. "Jim," she whispered. "When we heard what was happening…" She stepped back and looked at him, her face of mask of worry and concern. "How are you holding up through all of this?"

"I've been better," he said wearily.

"What do you need, Soul Brother?" Alyen asked softly.

"Right now, both of you," he whispered.

Both Nlians reached out a hand. Kirk laced his fingers with both of theirs.

Three Souls touched.
The Joined Souls felt the depth of the Touched Soul's love for both of them.
His gratitude for their presence...
And above all his pain.

Pain at the reminder of the past…
Pain at the sight of the vast silver starship, Enterprise.
Pain at the sight of its crew.
Pain at the sight of his double.
Pain at the reminder of all that he had lost…
Pain for what might have been.

The knife had re-plunged.
Old wounds had reopened.

The Joined Souls wrapped their arms tightly around the Touched Soul…
Embracing him, in both body and soul.
He returned their embrace just as tightly, almost desperately.

*Feel our love, Soul Brother. Let it heal you.*

The Touched Soul felt the depth of the Two Joined Souls' love for him.
Their unwavering support.
He drank it like a man dying of thirst being given water.
The bleeding slowed and the pain eased.

The Three Souls spoke what had been their Truth for two years.

*You are Jim and you are ours.*

*You are Shylea and Tuskaro. You are one and you are mine.*

The Joined Souls gently drew the Touched Soul’s attention to the tiny life growing within the female half.
It was still too young to communicate but its presence could be felt.
A precious little spark of life and being.

*You are our brother, Jim. We love you.
And your nephew will love you too.*

*I know. And I’m glad.*

Love heals, love strengthens.
The wounds were still there.
But they were no longer bleeding.
The knife was no longer plunging.

The Three Souls embraced tightly…and then slowly withdrew.

"I need everyone on this ship to pull together and stay strong," Kirk whispered as he gently disengaged himself
from his Siblings. "Hopefully we'll soon find a solution to this mess."

"Everyone on this ship is with you, Jim," Alyen said quietly. "You know that."

"I do, Little bro."

"Let that knowledge, like our love, give you strength," L'Naym whispered.

"It does, Sis. More than you know."

All three took a moment to compose themselves. Then L'Naym straightened. "Do you have any orders for us, Captain?"

Kirk gave a slight smile and then looked at Alyen who had also straightened and was looking at him with determination. "Crewman Alyen, I need you in Sickbay. I want you and all the other Medical personnel to keep an eye out for anything unusual, health or otherwise. And be your usual encouraging self; I'm sure everyone down there will need it. Especially Doctor McCoy.”

"Of course, Captain."

"Crewman L'Naym, you'll still help in the botanic labs. Keep your eyes open; we know that inanimate objects react to the anomaly, there's a chance plants might too and they might serve as an early warning that we’re getting too close to that thing. But your priority will be as morale officer. Do what you can to help the crew through this. I'm sure everyone will need as much cheering up as possible."

"Right away, Captain."

The three exited the room and both Nlians headed determidely down the corridor toward their posts. Their Captain had given them jobs to do and they had no intention of letting him down.

The other Kirk watched curiously. "Who were those two? If you don't mind my asking?"

Kirk paused. "Crewmen Tuskaro Alyen and Shylea L'Naym. Husband and wife. Paramedic and Botanist respectively."

"Friends of yours?"

Kirk's face was expressionless but his voice was anything but. "More than friends, Captain. Much more."

Something about his tone let his counterpart know not to press for more info.

This is out of your league, Kirk so don’t stick your nose in it.

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Captain James T. Kirk

Crewman Tuskaro Alyen

Crewman Shylea L'Naym