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WHEN HE SMILES - Roberta Haga

"I have nothing to say about Omicron Ceti Three, Captain. Except that . . . for the first time in my life . . . I was happy.

Kirk practically ran from the bridge.

FALSE STARTS - D.A. Martin

Jim Kirk rolled over in bed, reaching to still the soft-voiced, but insistent, alarm advising him it was time to rise and shine. A moan of pain slipped past his lips before he was really awake enough to feel the stiffness of abused muscles. It took a few moments to remember the cause, a workout with Spock the night before.

LOVE LETTERS IN THE SAND - Gena Moretti

The three of them, Kirk, Spock and McCoy, were indulging in one of life's lesser, major pleasures: playing hookey from work.

"What's in the water?"

"Numerous small aquatic creatures. Jim, please do not go swimming. We are not familiar with their eating habits, or this ocean's tides and the bottom undercurrents along here. Can you not just enjoy a walk along the beach and lying on the sand?"

Kirk smiled into the serious brown eyes. "Of course I can. You will join me, won't you, first officer?"

A PERFECT MATE - Anne McClean

Yes.

She had been . . . beautiful.

Even he, a Vulcan in his despair, had been forced to recognize that fact.

And Kirk had found her so . . . .

TALISMAN - Theresa Kyle

Jim Kirk didn't have second sight, like his best friend Gary Mitchell, but he knew from the look on Morrow's face that the dream he'd dreamed since he was eight years old had come true.

THE BEST OF ME - Jennifer Cobbing

We are on course to Science Station Mendel following a distress signal received a short time ago. Communications were so garbled we were unable to ascertain the exact reason for the signal, but there appears to have been an explosion aboard the station and there are casualties.

THE DECISION - Jean Gabriel

Kirk shook his head in disbelief as he sat in his cabin. After everything that's happened and what he said on the bridge of the Klingon ship, I was sure he would come to me. Drifting in his mind, Kirk remembered his joy at seeing Spock in the gunner's chair. He remembered being held in the strong grip. He remembered . . . .

WHEN TOMORROW COMES - Charlotte Frost

Kirk stepped into his cabin, grateful for the hiss of the door that signaled privacy. It had been difficult getting away from her, but he'd finally managed. Princess Duora was a woman accustomed to getting what she wanted. And she had wanted the famous starship captain, if only for a night.

POETRY

COVERS

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April 1991