Star Trek

And just as Spock believed, she would slowly understand—her history, her comings and goings, her causes and consequences.Maybe not now, but someday.

Milaaya lowered her head and closed her eyes.And behind her, Spock and Kirk did the same, silently climbing and hovering in the air.

When the child opened his eyes again, there were some pure and flawless smiles in the blue eyes that broke the silence, shining like crystals.She whispered softly to the tombstone: "Morningdaddy, morningpapa."

On the unphotographed tombstone, two lines of names are engraved side by side——

Gabriel Gray & Danny Valdessechi.

75.【Spirk】Ferry

After being called a thousand and one times, Kirk finally discovers the pleasure he can find in Pike's office: the pictures on his boss's desk don't seem to be the same every time.This time, on Pike's 50th birthday, NumberOne hugged his neck and laughed, both of them had a thick layer of cream on their noses, laughing like a child. Kirk couldn't help laughing as he watched.

"So your harmony is good for the whole team - Kirk! James T. Kirk! Are you listening to me? Have you been? God just once!"

The boss slammed the folder on the table in an attempt to get the younger subordinate's attention.He was only 50 years old and his hair was half gray. Pike felt that sooner or later he would be killed by an enemy bullet, or die in front of this brat.

Hearing his full name followed by a loud thump finally brought him back to his senses. "I...Of course I'm listening, Sir." Kirk immediately pulled his thoughts back, his eyes brightened, and he grinned.No one can resist James T. Kirk's smile, no one.

So neither can Pike.The middle-aged man sighed helplessly and rubbed the space between his brows: "Have you grasped the point of my conversation?"

"Of course, Sir." Kirk wanted to sigh too, but he didn't dare, "Cooperate well with Special Agent Mr. Spock and don't cause trouble blahblahblah—"

"Speak well, don't draw your voice." Pike pointed at him, "One day you'll piss me off."

Kirk wanted to slip in some more one-liners, but Pike knew him too well and killed him in the bud just in time: "Don't think it's easy to get over it. AgentSpock's mission is that I pulled this The old face was finally pried from the FBI for a year, and he was your partner during this year. Your closest person, understand? Whether you like him or not, you have to do your best to cooperate with him. Don't Look at me like that, boy, it's an order from above, and you have to admit that sometimes the title of mayor's son is more useful than talent and hard work. Don't pout, Jim, you know that doesn't work for me."

Kirk had to put away his desire to make a face.

"I'm sorry about Gary too, I know you guys... brotherhood." Pike had to admit that he felt a bit of pleasure seeing Kirk's face instantly contorted because of the word "brotherhood", and finally there was something that could disgust this kid. "I never thought he would be transferred to the Vian team."

"Neither did I. But I'm happy for him, really. I get it, Sir. Promise to get on well with Agent Spock and never fight." Kirk held up his hands in surrender, "I can only promise I won't strike first , but if he hits me—he can’t just punish me in retaliation, right? I think it’s okay to defend myself.”

Pike waved his hand irritably: "Go, go, go, don't bother me here."

Kirk wanted to run away as if he was being pardoned (he always had the discomfort of a schoolboy facing a teacher in Pike's office), but was stopped when he reached the door. Pike looked at the photo in front of him, arched his fingertips towards the tip of his nose, "You know, if my child was still alive, he would be... about your age." He glanced at the wall on the opposite side Rows of badges, "And your parents..."

"If I'm still alive, it's the same as you." He whispered the second half of the sentence together with Pike, and Kirk's gaze also turned to the fifth and sixth from the left in the fourth row. "I understand, Sir."

Pike nodded sadly and then smiled with satisfaction. Kirk turned and left the office, rolling his eyes hard in his mind: the old guy has always used this trick to put him down—unfortunately, it works every time.

Even though he had promised Pike in the office, Kirk still didn't like Spock anyway.Yes, it's just not pleasing to the eye.The cops don't really get along with the FBI, let alone this guy is the mayor of some state—oh, they're the kind of guy, isn't it always?Relying on the order of my parents, I can get it without any effort——

He stopped his thoughts suddenly.A few years ago, I was still fighting in street bars, and it was also because of the surname Kirk that Pike slipped into the police academy...

All right.He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, they were no different in this respect.Then let this guy see what the difference in strength is.

Even if he's so determined in his heart, it doesn't mean the other person can actually see it—Spock doesn't look at anyone at all.In other words, his gaze is always from top to bottom, regardless of the height of the other person, this is a kind of arrogance exuded from the bottom of his bones, when he stood in front of the table opposite Kirk holding his own cardboard box— —like what an honor it really was for him to have been an FBI. Spock looked at the empty table for a while, as if he could detect the thickness of the dust on it with his eyesight, and then took out his things one by one, and laid them out in an orderly manner.

Hell obsessive-compulsive disorder and cleanliness. Kirk rolled his eyes, walked from Pike's office through the pointing crowd to his seat, and put his hands on the table: "James T. Kirk, your future partner."

Spock scanned him from top to bottom with a probing gaze before saying slowly, "Nice to meet you."

"Not even an introduction?" Kirk couldn't believe it.This is the first meeting!

"I think you should have checked my partner."

"Introducing yourself is the first step in socializing. Didn't your mother teach you that?"

Spock's pupils shrink for a split second at the mention of his mother, and they quickly return to normal, but Kirk doesn't ignore that, but he doesn't intend to really mess with Pike on the first day either.

"...Spock."

"Full name, thank you."

"My full name is not so easy to pronounce."

Kirk tried hard not to roll his eyes to the sky. "Be sure to test my IQ, Agent."

"As you wish." Spock glanced at him with dark, sinister eyes, deep and unpredictable, "SpockS'chnT'gai."

... What the hell kind of name is this?As abnormal as this guy.But Kirk was never the type to back down from a challenge.He swallowed, copying every faintest vowel and consonant clearly: "Hope we get along well—SpockS'chnT'gai."

He thinks he's fired back perfectly and forcefully, but goddamn Spock doesn't respond, just drops his eyes and keeps packing—and Kirk swears to God, the bastard is laughing at him with his eyelashes.

His life is going to be over.

76.【Spirk】Ferry

The fluorescent lamp was not turned on in the living room, and there was only one floor lamp standing alone.He looked condescendingly with his hips akimbo, and sighed fiercely to the figure wrapped in a thin blanket curling himself up in a ball on the sofa:

"Hey, listen, kid, I'm sick of you complaining about your partner like this - I don't care what this Agent Spock is, but I'm really glad he made you like this. Also, This is a fucking home, not a psych office; and again, I'm your roommate, not your therapist - I'm a doctor too, but I can't fix this. Sorry for not being able to fix your little girl, but I think you need a drink, a jimbo, or an affair to calm yourself down, I know you're not on duty. You're lucky tonight, I'll treat you, okay?"

McCoy tried his best to pull up his roommate who was sleepy on the sofa. After taking off the dazzling police uniform, Kirk was a child who hadn't grown up, and McCoy often felt that he was the guardian of rebellious teenagers— —God, his own daughter is still years away from reaching puberty!

Of course he'd heard about Officer Pike from Kirk, but he hadn't had the chance to meet him in person; he really felt the need to get drunk and talk about jimboy's worrying upbringing with this old friend Question, count the hairs they lost for this kid.

"Well...you