KIRK/SPOCK FANMIX II

1: Lay All Your Love on Me - Mamma Mia

“I wasn’t jealous before we met
Now every man that I see is a potential threat
And I’m possessive, it isn’t nice
…
Don’t go wasting you emotion
Lay all your love on me.”

                Spock and Kirk’s POV; I thought that the irony of this song was just too much to resist. And it obviously illustrates the tension between them, esp. the jealousy has towards Kirk’s other partners. I took Spock to be the male character in this song and Kirk to be the female one.

2: (You Want To) Make a Memory –Bon Jovi

“Hello again, it’s you and me
Kinda always like it used to be
Sippin’ wine, killin’ time
Tryin’ to solve life’s mysteries
How’s your life? It’s been a while
God it’s good to see you smile.”

                TOS Kirk’s POV; I look at this as post Spock’s encounter with V’ger in Star Trek, the Motion Picture. Kirk and he meet finally with no barriers between them after a looong separation and Kirk at least isn’t quite sure how he should proceed. He wants to go back to how they were before but he also feels that they might be better served starting fresh.

3: Can’t Stop This Thing we’ve Started –Bryan Adams

“You might stop a hurricane
Might even stop the driving rain
You might have a dozen other guys
But if you wanna stop me baby- don’t even try
I’m going one way- your way
It’s such a strong way.”

                Kirk’s POV; This is obviously a Kirk song. He’s trying to convince Spock that no matter how hard he tries; there is no way to stop the logical progression of their relationship. Kirk got Spock Prime’s blessing on Delta Vega, AKA, the word of God. Beat that nu!Spock. BEAT THAT.

4: When you’re Gone –Bryan Adams and Melanie C.

“Baby when you’re gone
I realize I’m in love
Days go on and on
And the nights just seem so long.”

                Kirk’s POV; Shore leave. No matter what he tries or who he picks up, nothing satisfies him. Then he pinpoints his feeling of restlessness. He doesn’t want anything but Spock, and is slightly surprised at the realization.

5: The Distance –Cake

“But he’s striving and driving and hugging the turns
And thinking of someone for whom he still burns.
Cause he’s going the distance
He’s going for speed
She’s all alone
In her time of need.”

                TOS Kirk’s POV; Bear with me here. I know this is kind of a gag song, but I couldn’t think of anything to adequately express the single minded desperation that TOS Kirk was feeling as he realized what Spock had done at the end of Wrath of Khan. That all consuming feeling that he needed to get to his mate at all costs, that he failed him. Yes, I now tear up when I listen to this song. Yes, I feel appropriately pathetic.

6: People Are People –Depeche Mode

“People are people
So why should it be
That you and I get along so awfully.”

                Kirk’s POV; I like to think of Kirk asking himself this question when Spock calls him on ‘cheating’. Because he doesn’t really believe that it is cheating, Kirk is a little confused why this pointy eared bastard hates him so much. And then again on the bridge when Kirk is trying to save the ship. Hm. Must be some unresolved sexual tension.

7: A Story about Love –Ewan McGregor

“Days turned into weeks. Weeks turned into months. And then, one not so very special day, I went to my type writing, I sat down, and I wrote our story. A story about a time, a story about the place, a story about the people. But above all things, a story about love. A love that will live forever. The end.”

                TOS Spock’s POV; If you aren’t at least thinking about crying right now, you’re probably part Klingon. This is perfect for how I imagine Spock to feel after Kirk inevitably dies before him. Left all alone with only the memories of his t’hy’la, he must have gone through his fair share of Christian like moments. But he still has their story.

8: Consequence Free –Great Big Sea

“I couldn’t sleep at all last night
Cause I had so much I my mind
I’d like to leave it all behind
But you know it’s not that easy.”

                Spock’s POV; This is Spock thinking to himself that if he could just cut loose and act less Vulcan and more human maybe then he would find it more easy to be with Jim. I’ve always found Vulcans and Catholics to be pretty similar and so this song I think really fits him.

9: Last Night on Earth –Green Day

“My beating heart belongs to you
I walked for miles till I found you
I’m here to honor you
If I lose everything in the fire
I’m sending all my love to you.”

                Spock’s POV; Personally, I think that thins song could be from either of their POV’s but the line “My beating heart belongs to you” seems to reflect best the Vulcan idea of bonded couples being one person so I chose Spock. You could take this as Spock’s thoughts before a particularly dangerous mission, or at any time. He searched everywhere for Kirk, and all of his love and all of his everything belong to him.

10: Lips of an Angel –Hinder

“Well my girl’s in the next room
Sometimes I wish she were you
I guess we never really moved on
It’s really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak.”

                Kirk’s POV; I actually started to write a fanfic based on this song. Pretty much, Spock goes into Pon Farr and for whatever uses Jim instead of his designated partner, be it Uhura or whomever. Well, Pon Farr ends and both of them assume that this is never to be spoken of again and go back to their prior relationships. They ignore the bond between them and it causes a lot of grief and unhappiness. Neither of them can find the necessary fulfillment without each other.

11: Poker Face –Lady Gaga

“I want to roll with him a hard pair we will be
A little gambling is fun when you’re with me
Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun
And baby when it’s love if it’s not rough it isn’t fun.”

                Kirk and Spock’s POV; The verses are all Kirk in this song, especially the one I chose. But the chorus, especially if you substitute Vulcan for poker, is all about the reserve and control that Spock must demonstrate so Jim never realizes that his first officer is in love with him.

12: Du Richest So Gut –Rammstein

Translation: “I don’t see you, I only smell you
A predator that screams with hunger
I scent you for miles
You smell so good
I’m coming after you
You smell so good
I’ll find you.”

                Spock’s POV; The song losses a lot in translation, but the point is still abundantly clear. This is a Pon Farr song. Spock is going bonkers and all that matters to him is finding the man who smells like that, his mate, James T. Kirk, and screwing him into the mattress. I think the tempo and the naturally guttural and ugly language of German really drives home the desperation and the ferocity that Spock feels as he goes through the Plak Tow. Especially because in parts of the song, the singer goes into bouts of pretty senseless babble, just as Spock stops being able to string words together at the height of the fever.

13: Ever the Same –Rob Thomas

“And I couldn’t tell you but I’m telling you now
Just let me hold you while you’re falling apart
Just let me hold you and we’ll both fall down
Fall on me
Tell me everything that you want me to be
Forever with you
Forever in me
Ever the same.”

                TOS Spock’s POV; I can picture this being Spock’s attitude post The Voyage Home, after he has all of his memories back and realizes that he needs to just stick to his Captain like glue so nothing else goes wrong.

14: Be My Baby- The Ronettes

“The night we met I knew I needed you so
And if I had the chance I’d never let you go
So you won’t say you love me? I’ll make you so proud of me
We’ll make em turn their heads every place we go.”

                Kirk’s POV; This is Kirk joking around with Spock, asking why he won’t allow their relationship to be public knowledge. Behind the laughing exterior though, I sense that Jim’s inquiry is a serious one. “I’ll make you so proud of me”.

15: Stargazer –The Tea Party

“You tell me love
Tell me where the stars sleep
Tell me why your eyes weep
I really want to know.
And show me love
Take me to the place where
Everything would change there
And we’d all be free.”

                Kirk’s POV; I can hear Jim saying all of these things to Spock either post nu!movie, or anytime really. Spock’s obvious affiliation with telemetry makes the song even more fitting.

16: Apologize –Timbaland (featuring One Republic)

“That it’s too late to apologize, it’s too late
I said it’s too late to apologize, it’s too late.
I’d take another chance, take a fall
Take a shot for you
And I need you like a heart needs a beat
But that’s nothing new.
I loved you with a fire red, now it’s turning blue.”

                Kirk and Spock’s POV’s; Both of them are constantly at war with their feelings for each other and always hurting each other. The final straw for both of them happens and neither can take the other’s betrayals anymore. Jim needs to be told or shown how much he is loved and Spock needs fidelity and space. Apologies just don’t cut it anymore. They’re too different.

17: Everything That I’m Not- The Veronicas

“I was losing myself to somebody else
But now I see
I don't wanna pretend
So this is the end of you and me
Cause the girl that you want
She was tearing us apart
Cause she's everything
Everything I'm not.”

                Spock’s POV; The end of his affair with Uhura. Yep, I did it; I broke them up via break up song. Spock is sick of pretending to be something he isn’t for Nyota. She wants a human where she found a Vulcan and it’s making his life miserable. Why pretend to be something he isn’t with her when he can be himself with Jim?

18: Here Without You -3 Doors Down

“A hundred days have made me older
Since the last time that I saw your pretty face
A thousand lies have made me colder
And I don't think I can look at this the same
But all the miles that separate
Disappear now when I'm dreaming of your face
I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
And I dream about you all the time.”

                Spock Prime’s POV; His hurt upon seeing Jim again, young, but not his. He never stopped thinking of Jim, ever. He’s been without him for so long, it shouldn’t hurt so much to see him again, but it does. Because even when he is so close, he’s not really with him. All he can have is his continued dreams. I’m always so sad for Spock Prime. I mean, it must SUCK to be him.

19: Behind Those Eyes -3 Doors Down

“There’s something I can’t see
Something living in the way you smile
Behind those eyes you lie
And there’s nothing I can say
Cause I’m never gonna change your mind
Behind those eyes you hide.”

                Uhura’s POV; This is her realizing that Spock no longer belongs with her. She sees something different about him and puts two and two together. They’re through, Spock has found his t’hy’la, and it isn’t her.

Title: "Maybe later, blue." Or, What Happens When You Play With Captains Kirk and Harkness's Toys
Pairing: Kirk/Spock, Kirk/Jack Harkness, Jack Harkness/Ianto (ew, can't beileve I just wrote that), Jack/ EVERYONE, 10/Rose, etc.
Rating: PG-13-R, I don't normally do porn (just a thing, I love reading it, lol, I'm just not that great at writing it), but I might make an exception for this :)
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own Star Trek, OR Doctor Who, OR Torchwood. Rub it in why don't you.
Summary: The starship Enterprise is on a mission to help the newest Federation planet defend itself from a Klingon attack. The Enterprise meets up with three other starships, ones that Admiral Pike knows are going to get along admirably (love the pun) with the Enterprise's captain. Anything and everything happens. Might be a little cracky, angsty, fluffy, or just plain fun. Consider yourself warned. Oh, and guys, if you don't like slash, don't freakin read the story, please and thank you.

Onwards and upwards!!



 

“Tell me again exactly what happened.” Kirk ordered Sulu as they walked with Spock and the crew of the USS TARDIS back down to the transporter room.

“Well sir, we were watching the planet for any signs of hostile activity when a starship suddenly dropped out of warp right in front of us. We hailed it, but they ignored us and instead fired a shot across our bow, with the intent to miss, sir.” Sulu replied, stepping back and allowing his two superior officers to enter the room first.

“Continue, Mr. Sulu,” Spock instructed.

“Yes sir. We tried hailing the ship again, with the same response, but before we could report to you, another starship dropped out of warp right behind the first and the two began fighting. They purposely missed each other captain; it was like they were play fighting. Finally we were able to see their hulls and identified them as the USS Torchwood and the USS UNIT.” Sulu paused. “That was when we called you, sir.” Jim nodded, holding back the urge to sigh and stalk back to his quarters.

“Yeah,” the younger looking Doctor began, hands in his pockets as he bounced on the balls of his feet. “That’s Jack for you.” Jim and Spock exchanged glances. Jim could clearly interpret Spock’s slightly raised eyebrow as a sign of disapproval. Jim had to agree with him in this case. Firing a shot across the bow of a friendly ship was even a little too extreme for his tastes. Play fighting captains. And people call me immature.

“Sir,” Scotty began, drawing Jim’s attention away from his thoughts. “Two beaming in from the USS Torchwood and one from the USS UNIT.” Jim nodded, gesturing for Scotty to proceed.

The familiar hum of molecular machinery filled the room as the three glowing spots on the transporter pad began to take human shape. Finally, the machines shut off.

And Jim wondered if his heart had done the same.

Standing before him was a handsome man in his early thirties, a cheeky smile in place, ready for all the world had to offer. And currently, if the way the man’s eyes had immediately focused on Jim and his first officer was any indication, the world was offering the crew of the Enterprise.

Jim didn’t have the tiniest problem with that.

The man stepped off the transporter pad, leaving his companions standing there, and opened his arms out wide.

“Rosie! Who’s your favorite captain in any universe you’ve been to?!” He exclaimed joyously, urging the blonde girl the Doctor had brought with him to come closer. Rose squealed happily and ran to the man, jumping into his arms and hugging him tightly as he swung her around in a circle. He put her back down and gave her an affectionate kiss on the cheek.

“Still hanging around with those old timers I see,” the man commented, throwing a saucy wink at the two Doctors. Rose smiled and smacked the man’s arm.

“Stop it Jack, you know what happens when you tease him.” Jack smiled.

“Unfortunately no I don’t. He never let me buy him a drink.” Rose and the Doctor in the leather jacket smiled at him. Jack turned to the one in pinstripes and winked.

“Doctor. Looking good.” The Doctor smiled indulgently at him.

“Now Jack…” he chided half-heartedly. Jack grinned and turned to face Jim and Spock, who had stood off to the side watching this reunion with blatant curiosity. Well, maybe not so much in Spock’s case.

“Ah, so you’re the famous Captain Kirk.” Jack said, hands settling on his hips as he gave Jim an appreciative once over. And a second over, just because he could. His smile has widened into one of supreme sexual confidence, Spock noticed. “You’re even more handsome then they said you were.”

Jim’s face broke into a grin as well as he eyed the other captain.

“And you sir, I guess, would be Captain Jack Harkness?” Jack nodded. “The pleasure is all mine, Captain. It’s not often that one finds such amicable company being beamed aboard one’s ship.”

“Oh, Captain Kirk, no one will ever be beamed aboard your ship who is more amicable than I am. I guarantee it.” Jack drawled lazily, flirting shamelessly with the handsome blonde man. Spock moved closer to his captain and found himself vaguely aware of a growing sense of disdain for the other man. Jim, however, found he rather enjoyed the other man. He clapped his hands together.

“Oh, and such a pleasure it will be, I’m sure, to discover just how many friendly qualities you possess, Captain Harkness.” Jack grinned.

“Call me Jack.”

“Stop it.” The Doctor in the pinstripes interrupted, frowning at Jack.

“What?” Jack asked huffily. “I was only saying hello!” Rose, both of the Doctors and the two people who had beamed aboard with Jack rolled their eyes. Spock took all of this in and filled it away to tell his captain later. This man’s sincerity was obviously not to be trusted.

Spock stepped away from Jack, having decided that his domination of the captain’s attention had gone on long enough.

“Captain, there are still two people on the transporter pad.” He informed Jim gently, attempting to remind him of his duty as a host.

Jim looked around Jack, who was slightly put off by the sudden lack of attention, and smiled at the two people.

The woman on the pad walked towards him confidently with her hand held out, ready for introductions.

“Martha Jones, pleased to meet you, Captain Kirk.” She said, tone one of all business. Jim smiled as he shook her hand.

“And I you. Which ship are you from?”

“I’m the captain of the USS UNIT, sir.”

“Well then,” Jim began, smiling even wider, “Welcome aboard, Captain.” Martha smiled as he released her hand and waved to the Doctor in the pinstripes. Rose glowered at her.

“And who are you?” Jim asked the small man still standing awkwardly on the pad. The man looked up at Jim and raised his eyebrows.

“I’m Ianto Jones, sir. From the USS Torchwood. I- uh, I bring Jack his tea.” Sulu barely hid his snort behind his hand and Scotty blinked rapidly from the controls. Jack grinned at Ianto and Jim smiled as well. There’s something he needs to consider.

“Spock?” Jim questioned, inadvertently bringing Jack’s attention to his first officer.

“Yes, Captain.”

“Why don’t you ever bring me tea?”

Spock raised his eyebrow slightly at the captain before replying,

“I was not aware, sir, that you had any sort of fondness for the beverage. I will attempt to correct my oversight in the future.”

“Splendid!” The pinstriped Doctor exclaimed. Donna stepped closer to him. “Now that we’ve all been introduced to each other, what exactly seems to be the problem that you need help with Captain Kirk?” Donna rolled her eyes.

“You’ll have to excuse the Doctor. He has the attention span of a five year old,” she explained to Spock and Jim. Rose and the Doctor in the leather jacket smiled.

“Ladies and gentlemen, if you’ll follow me, I believe that my first officer Mr. Spock has prepared a briefing for all of us in one of the conference rooms.” They all nodded and began filing out of the transporter room.

Jack walked up to the Vulcan first officer with a swagger and a grin.

“I have some excellent techniques for preparing tea, Mr. Spock, that you might be quite interested in,” he began. Spock turned to face the other Starfleet captain. Jack was about to continue his speech with something, if his leer was any indication, which would have been highly inappropriate given the circumstances, but the Doctor in the leather jacket interfered. He walked up behind Jack and grabbed him by the back of the neck and began steering him out of the door.

“Come along, you stupid ape. No time for that now.” Jack grinned unabashedly at Spock and called out over his shoulder,

“Maybe later, blue!”

Jim observed all of this with a frown. That man had been hitting on Spock. On his first officer. On his ship. That was intolerable! Why would he think that making passes at someone else’s things was an acceptable way to behave!?

Jim was an emotional person. He got angry when people didn’t respect his boundaries; God knows he only had a few that people needed to worry about. He especially disliked it when people started to paw his toys. His pointy-eared toys. His pointy-eared toys that he was carefully cultivating a relationship with. Spock needed to be handled with care. He was breakable. Jim was going to make sure that the dashing Captain Jack kept his intergalactic man whore hands off of Jim’s toys.

Jim didn’t know how he was going to accomplish it, but he knew one thing for certain; Captain Jack Harkness needed to learn that Jim Kirk did not play well with others.

“Sir, we’re being hailed from the starship TARDIS now.”

Captain James T. Kirk of the USS Enterprise swiveled around in his chair to face his head of communications with an easy grin that never failed to rub her in the wrong way.

“Hail back if you please, Lieutenant Uhura. ‘You know the drill.” Uhura rolled her eyes as she turned back to the console in front of her.

“Yes, Captain.” Kirk smiled again and turned back to the view screen in front of him. The USS TARDIS was a different kind of vessel from any he’d ever seen before. It was blue. Really blue.  And it was a box. With doors. He liked it. And if Pike was to be believed, he would probably like its captain as well. The man- alien really- didn’t have a name, he was only referred to as The Doctor. Kind of classy, Kirk thought to himself with a grin. Maybe I should do that. No more Jim or Captain Kirk. Just the Captain.

He was brought out of his megalomaniacal fantasy by a cough from behind him. He turned in his chair to face his science officer’s raised eyebrow. Mr. Spock stood like he had a two foot pole shoved up his ass, hands clasped behind his back, face expressionless. Kirk couldn’t help but smile.

“Yes Mr. Spock?” Spock’s eyebrow rose even higher at his captain’s smile and he replied coolly, as Kirk noticed he was wont to do everything,

“The TARDIS has just informed us that they are going to be beaming five aboard the Enterprise, sir. I thought it would be prudent for you to welcome them in the transporter room.” Kirk nodded and heaved himself out of his chair. He turned to Sulu and jauntily told him he had the conn before strutting into the turbo lift with Spock right behind him. He was rather excited to meet the other captain.

And he had a right to be. Entering the transporter room he found a tall, skinny man wearing a brown pinstripe suit, with hair like a rooster fiddling with the controls and poking them with something that vaguely resembled a screwdriver. A tall and brooding man in a black leather jacket was standing behind him, shouting at Scotty in an accent that mimicked his engineer’s. A pretty blonde girl looked his way as he entered the room and smiled, he returned the greeting with relish and inclined his head, eyes sparkling. A redhead was standing with the skinny man attempting to make him leave the controls alone, and a dark skinned young man with a buzz cut was standing away from the very noisy mess with a lost look on his face.

“Excuse me!” Jim shouted over the hubbub. No luck. “People!” He tried again, with still no success.

“Humans! I must insist that you cease this obnoxious chatter and heed my captain’s orders!” His Vulcan first officer bellowed, startling everyone in the room into an immediate silence. Until the fidgety man in the suit piped up, scratching his ear,

“Um, well, see, that’s not entirely accurate. Strictly speaking, I’m not really human.” He paused before pointing to the Scottish man in the black jacket. “Neither is he.”

Spock raised an eyebrow and the man shut his mouth with a pacifying smile. The redhead next to him shook her head.

“Well, I assume that you’re the crew of the TARDIS?” Jim asked the room with a general smile. The suited man smiled back and happily agreed.

“I’m the captain. That’s my Science Officer over there,” he said, pointing to the man he had pointed at before.

“And your name would be…?” Jim asked, wondering if the rumors were true.

“Oh, I’m The Doctor. So is he.”

“Doctor who?”

“Just The Doctor.”

“Might I point out,” Spock began, “That it is not entirely logical for the both of you to be referred to as just ‘the Doctor’. Especially now when you will be working in close proximity to out ship’s doctor, Dr. McCoy. Do you not find it difficult to distinguish who is being addressed when you are with your own ship’s physician?”

The Doctor grinned and shook his head.

“Nope!” he replied, popping his ‘p’ in an almost obscene way. Jim loved it. He was going to have to try that sometime. “My CMO isn’t quite what you would call an ‘official’ physician.” The blonde girl Jim had smiled at before waved her hand.

“’ello! My name’s Rose.” Jim grinned at her and winked, earning himself a glower from the man in the jacket and another raised eyebrow from his first officer.

“I cannot believe that Starfleet would let you maintain an unqualified medical practitioner aboard your vessel.” Spock informed the man in front of him primly.

“Yeah, well, your Starfleet was just tickled to even get us to sign on in the first place; they aren’t in any place to be making demands of any kind, frankly.” The man in the black leather coat grumped, hands gesturing all over the place. Rose smiled gently at his antics.

Suddenly, the ship rocked violently to the side and all arguments flew out of the heads of the people in the transporter room as they went flying into each other. Spock managed to catch Jim before his head made contact with the sharp corner of the control panel, but the dark skinned man was not so fortunate. After a meeting with the side of the console, he banged slipped and hit his already abused head on the floor. The jacket man shrugged off Rose’s concern as he got to his feet.

“Ah, Ricky can handle it, Rose! He ain’t got anything in that head o’ his anyways!” Rose and the young man glared at him.

“It’s Mickey!” He shouted angrily, wincing and moving a hand to cradle his head. Mickey’s protestations only made the man smile more.

Spock helped his captain to his feet before going over to the communicator on the wall.

“Spock to bridge.”

“Bridge here.”

“Might I inquire as to what just occurred?”

There was a pause.

“Captain, Mr. Spock, I think you had better come up and see this for yourselves,” Sulu encouraged. Kirk shrugged and moved towards the lift, his first officer and their guests following.

Jim spent part of the ride in silence, studying the new people. The two aliens called the Doctor seemed to orient themselves around Rose, and Mickey didn’t seem to like that. The redheaded woman spent the ride also in silence but Jim could tell that it wasn’t nearly as contemplative as his. She huffed and sighed and impatiently glared at her nails.

“Have somewhere else to be?” he asked eventually, unable to keep quiet for long. She looked his way and gave him an appraising once over. He grinned, enjoying the attention.

“Yeah, I promised m’Grandad that I’d be home for tea, actually. I don’ really have time to be gallivantin around with another alien boy.” Spock turned to look at the woman, face expressionless as always, as Kirk blinked for a few seconds, processing what exactly she had said. Then he laughed.

“Oh, I like you. What’s your name again?” The woman smiled.

“Donna Noble,” she told him, offering a hand.

“I like you Donna Noble. Alien boy, huh?” Kirk turned to his first officer and smiled. “Wait till Bones hears that one.”

“I’m sure his reaction will be one of amusement, possibly surpassing your own, Captain.” Kirk smiled again and turned back to the doors as the lift stopped at the bridge. He got out and lifted his eyes to the view screen in front of his chair.

“Oh.”

The two Doctors bounded out of the lift and examined the situation outside of the Enterprise with barely concealed excitement.

Two starships were in front of the Enterprise, engaged in what looked like a battle. But to Kirk it almost looked like-

“Are they missing each other on purpose?” he asked his helmsman. Sulu turned around in his chair and nodded at the captain.

“It looks like it, sir.”

“Can we get a good look at the hulls?” he asked the bridge in general.

“They are the USS Torchwood and the USSUNIT, sir. Our backup.” Kirk sat in his chair, Spock standing directly behind him.

“Oh, I wouldn’t worry about those two if I were you,” the Doctor in the pinstripes told him, turning from the view screen to look at him. “This is how they greet each other.”

Kirk felt his eyebrows travel the same path his first officer’s did so often and was about to comment further when Uhura reported,

“Sir, we’re being hailed from the USS Torchwood.” Kirk sighed and told her to let it through.

A handsome man with messy brown hair and striking blue eyes appeared slowly on the screen in front of him. The man grinned a lecherous grin not dissimilar from Kirk’s and greeted,

“Captain Jack Harkness, USS Torchwood, at your service.” He paused to smile even wider. “And I mean that in every way you can think of.”

~END PART ONE

I don't really know when I'll get part two up. Or how many more parts there are going to be really, lol. Crossovers are harder than I imagined that they would be, so I apologize now for how badly it went. I hope to improve with any constructive comments you guys might have. Seriously, if you find something I can do better, feel totes free to point it out, I will love you forever, lol.

Alright, I don't even think that I can really be defined as sick anymore, per say, but let me tell you all something, all of you people (or really, lack thereof) who read this journal, my nose has been stuffed up since monday. Yep, that's all week long. I have not been able to breath out of my right nostril since monday. So pardon me if I'm a little cranky. I mean, I'm sitting here wondering what the hell kindof an idiot class I am paying SO MUCH MONEY FOR, and my nose is stuffed up. Still! Jeez, life is soooo not fair.

But, on a brighter note, I am reading a new book now. Not that that isn't new. A new vampire book I should say. Yep, after all the number of vampire books I have shoved down Mandi's throat, she has finally put her foot down and given me an ultimatum. Read Bloodsucking Fiend. No or else. Yep, it was that bad. Lol. No, it's actually pretty good. I mean, I'm glad I didn't have to buy the thing, but it's chuckle worthy every once and a while. Like, you come across a scene and you have to giggle a little, but nothing more than that. A semi-interesting plot, I think it falls apart at the gratuitous amount of sillyness. I have a hard time settling down to actually concentrate on the plot because I'm waiting for his next big joke. However, I have to admit that the man's characterization -pretty much the most important facet for a book, in my opinion- is at least on the same level as Charlaine Harris, author of The Southern Vampire Mysteries. Seriously guys, what can you do with a novel without good characterization? As a reader, I should be able to look at a situation in my life and say, "Hey, what would Sookie Stackhouse do?" or "What would Tommy Flood do?" or "What would David Copperfield do?" And if I can think of the exact actions that they would take, well, there you go, I know the character pretty well. Which means you Charlaine Harris, Christopher Moore, and Charles Dickens, you did your jobs very well.

I want people to be able to relate that well to my characters when When I Fall From Grace gets published. I want them to realize that Sam is the portrayal of everything that people are on the inside, selfish, and slutty, and mean, and vindictive. She's everyone's faults rolled into one and as such, yes, you're not going to like her. On the surface. But inside, you'll recognize that she is the epitome of everything that you aren't brave enough to be, or stupid enough to be, and I hope that you'll be big enough to appreciate that this is you. And I hope you'll welcome your comrade with open arms, and let her journey teach you a lesson.

Alrighty then, time for me to be packing up. See ya later alligator!

 

OK, well then. Day before the election guys, you all voting? All I want is a yes or no answer, I don't want to know who,or why, because seriously, I do not care at all. Seriously. I cannot wait till Novemeber 6th when everyone stops caring and just shuts up! Like, for real! You have already told me that you are in love with Obama, and why you are, so really now, you should just quit it already. Heard you the first time. I'm not deaf.

Alright, well, moving on because this subject just pisses me off.

So yeah. Day four of no debit card. Yep. Went shopping with my sister yesterday though. Yep. Old Navy and Jo Anne Fabrics. I bought a quill! Yu-huh, an honest to God quill! With ink and everything. Bought a peacock feather too, lol, to like, tape it on. Yeah, I know, I'm a nerd. Hey, I re-enacted the French Revolution with Barbie Dolls. I have a video up on my facebook. It was fun. Absolutly the best couple of hours I've ever spent. Seriously. And you want to know the inspiration for that bit of genius? I was at the Fair in August and do you want ot know what I found in teh antiques building? I found Henry VIII dolls. With all six of his wives. Yep, Katherine of Aragon, Anne Boleyn, Jane Seymour, Anne of Cleves, Catherine Howard, and Catherine Parr. All of em. It was fabulous! But they were so expensive! If they hadn't been, you had better believe that I would have had all of them in my posession now.

Ok, I'm going to go surf the web instead of paying attention in poli sci now.