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YESTERDAY, TODAY & TOMORROW - Kathy Stanis

Relief always gave him an erection. Relief that Spock was back at his side after a harrowing mission. Bones, too, of course; but Bones didn't give him a hard-on.

It wasn't just the relief, though. It was touching Spock. Even here at the portal in Mr. Atoz's library with only minutes until Beta Niobe went nova, standing close and touching Spock sent a warm thrill coursing through his veins. Just like when Spock beamed aboard after that highly emotional display of jettisoning the fuel of the Galileo Seven. When he got Spock back up to the ship and fought off the effects of those spores. When he got Spock back only just in time after his brave first officer had destroyed the amoeba creature.

END GAMES - Karla Kelly

It was the third year of the games when five tribes gathered to compete for the sky sword, a sword created from the remains of a meteorite. It was an excellent example of the craftsmanship of the times, forged at the games by a master of the art. No doubt the tribes from the mountains and the inland sea, first time competitors, were lured to the natural amphitheater at the base of the Gol mountains by stories of this remarkable sword. It is ironic that the Games, envisioned by Sarmac as a substitute for the never-ending wars, offered as their prize a weapon of destruction.

JURY DUTY - Corey Fauer

"You and Spock on jury duty together?" McCoy asked, mouthing dropping open. “Between the two of you, you're liable to destroy the criminal justice system."

"I resent the implication, Bones," Kirk said.

"Look. Be honest. You two are trouble waiting to happen. A walking...."

ONE SO CLOSE TO YOU - Elise Madrid

James Kirk was a happy man. Not many could say that their childhood dreams had been fulfilled, but he could-in spades. Not only was he the captain of the finest ship in the fleet but he was in possession of the finest crew any man could ask for. But most of all, he was in love.

He softly whistled as he got ready for his evening guest.

REPORT FROM THE RIM - Carolyn Spencer

Come in, Mister Barak. Please sit down. The authorities will not allow holos or any sort of visual reproductions, but you do understand that I'll be taping this conversation?

Barak will do. Yes, no surprise there.

My name is Miles Farnon. This instrument will allow us to understand each other. No one outside this room will overhear us. I give you my word on that. Are you here under your own volition, Mister Barak?

Barak…I told you to call me Barak, and what does that mean…volti…what you said.

It means that I'm asking you if anyone, a prison official or anyone else, ordered you to come here today to talk to me or threatened you in any way?

SOMETHING DEEP INSIDE - Islaofhope

“You know there's no one I trust more with my ship, don't you?” Kirk's eyes were on the suitcase that he was packing, so he couldn't visually determine Spock's reaction.

“Yes, Jim.” Spock's voice was quiet and, if he hadn't been a Vulcan, Kirk might have thought that his friend sounded sad.