First Time 56

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DEFLECTORS DOWN S Kate Cooke

He kept checking his hands. Oddly, they were the first things he'd noticed after the transformation. His hands and then the face... That moment of blind, groping panic when he'd stared in the mirror and tried to assimilate what had happened, and a terrified woman had looked back at him; it was still too fresh in his mind and came rushing back, when he let it.

And that wasn't now, he decided, pulling himself together.

TO LIVE FOREVER S Cerebo Pantano

“...forget.” Spock repositioned his fingers slightly, mind-suggesting, muting the sharpness of the grief-guilt Kirk was experiencing over the death of Reena Kapec. Unexpected, there was four present. Spock steadied his suddenly-trembling hand, straining with increased concentration, following the convoluted twisting of Kirk's thoughts. Rayna's. unique beauty, her incredible intelligence and obvious innocence had attracted Kirk instantly--because she possessed his dearest friend's traits. Spock nearly lost his composure when Kirk's idealized mind picture of him superimposed over Rayna's bland smile. Kirk feared a similar fate for him if ever his emotions were engaged....

TONIGHT YOU ARE MINE S I. M. Mueller

Oh, Gods. Who would have known?

It was two hours after our Bonding Ceremony on Vulcan. She was there again to conduct the bonding, the Matriarch, and above all, my bond mate's grandmother. T'Pau. Oh, gees, that would make her my grandmother now, too.

WHAT A DAY FOR A DAY DREAM S Ariadne

“Captain,” the voice interrupted his daydream.

Kirk jumped at the sound of that voice.

“Mr. Spock,” he croaked.

“Are you well, sir?” The Vulcan showed a trace of concern.

Heat enveloping him from head to toe, Kirk cleared his throat and attempted to speak normally. “Umm…I…,” he stuttered

A MATTER OF BIOLOGY S M. E. Carter

If Commander Antonia Jelsma had learned anything in twenty years of teaching at Starfleet Academy, it was to be careful what one said to a Vulcan. Political science and pan-galactic affairs were both required subjects for every cadet, which meant that uncounted numbers of students had passed through her classroom, yet the commander could recall the Vulcans among them quite clearly. Each had not only excelled at finding the weakness in any ill-considered statement, but actually seemed to relish drawing the unwary into debate. Jelsma herself had fallen into such a trap more than once. While the experience always forced her to penetrate to the very essence of ideas and no doubt sharpened her wits in the process, she occasionally grew weary of defending even the most basic and widely-accepted concepts of political thought.

PERMANENT EXCHANGE S Animasola

“Is this better, Spock?”

The captain stood framed in the doorway, turning his head from side to side to display his fully restored, rounded human ears. “Or do I still offend your finely tuned aesthetic sensibilities?”

Spock blinked at the light pouring in from the corridor, taking shallow, measured breaths as he rose from his chair. Seven hours to prepare for this encounter, and yet the sight of the captain still affected him like a blow. The chances of Kirk offending Spock's sensibilities under any circumstances were not worth calculating.

THE TEST OF TIME S Elise Madrid

Kirk turned over, his arm coming to rest on the warm body next to him. He pulled Spock closer and buried his head into the hollow of the Vulcan's neck. His lover didn't wake, yet Kirk felt the tightening of Spock's arm around him. They had been lovers for less than three month, yet already it seemed as if they had always been one.

Covers: I. M. Mueller

Art - Animasola, Butler & Mueller

Poetry by: carter, hood, jackson & krumbholtz

Christmas 2002
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