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[Spock had forced his Captain to bed-rest for the last two days... however, he knew he could not keep him there for much longer.
The alternative?

Meditation.

Spock was dreading this. He had lost his former stability... and now he shared something with his Captain that was rather intimate. And though he had come to terms with the link he shared with Lupin... this particular link had different connotations.

Spock was lighting a candle in their living room... waiting for his Captain to show up..]

_{[Kirk made the worst patient-ever. He whined and more or less refused to stay in bed. Indeed, worst patient ever, and no doubt his irritation drifted over through their link if Spock was not careful. Add to that he seemed to vomit every time he saw or talked to a woman and... yeah. Ever.

But today was a good day. He was getting out of bed and DOING something, which was a mighty step up from where he had been. He felt better already thanks to his friends and their skills, and he would be back to 100% in no time.

In the mean time, this ordeal - meditation.

He shuffled out into the living room, raising a brow at the candle.]}

If you wanted to romance me, Spock, you could have just said.

[Again... Spock had to prevent himself from giving a sigh in frustration...]

Fire is used as a tool for concentration Captain. [Spock gestures to one of the mats on the floor.]

If you will have a seat, we can begin shortly.

[Spock tried his best to quell his nervousness....]

_{[Kirk comes over, taking up a cross-legged position on the matt.]}

Should I assume the lotus position or is there another one Vulcan's prefer?

[Spock takes his own seat on the floor, mimicking Jim's stance.]

This will suffice.
Do you have any questions before we begin?

If you get frustrated are you going to punch me and or use the Vulcan Pinch?

...Only if you provoke me on purpose Captain. [See? Spock can tease Jim too....]
[Spock leans forward and lifts his hand to Jim's head....]

I will connect our minds, and we will explore the connection we share. This will also enable you to recognize it, and help you control it when I cannot. [Because Spock? He is having a hard time controlling his mind... his links were completely shattered, and he was stripped of most mental control.]

Okay.

_{[He smiled softly and closed his eyes, his face smoothing out as he tried to make it easier for the other to make the connection.]}

Just let me know when we're starting.

We shall start now.

[Spock breaths for a moment, and puts everything he has into his shields. His Captain must not see how damaged he really is.]

My mind to your mind...
My thoughts to your thoughts...

[They are suddenly plunged into inky blackness...

Can you hear me Captain?

_{[Okay. Had been hoping for psychedelic colors, but nope, just black. It was mildly disappointing, but he wasn't going to make a fuss over it now.]}

Uh yeah... am I doing this right? Last time I sort of just got things shoved at me

That was in a moment of emergency Captain... and still highly not suggested by Vulcans.

The atmosphere is black because this is the state of the mind at rest. To think is to bring up images... a rather unconscious process.
However, at this time I am in control and I will attempt to show you the link that is between us.

[The blackness shifts... and suddenly it gets colder.]

_{[He noticed, and outwardly, he shivered.]}

Uh... cold? Really cold?

M-my apologies Captain... one moment.

Spock focuses and moves them away from the area of the broken bonds. He is still working hard to hide it from his Captain... hence the real reason for the darkness.

The darkness finally breaks, and there is a weak light pulsing somewhere intangible.]

_{[That stuttering again. Spock was hiding something from him, and that sent a sliver of worry sparking in him, and also hurt. He didn't like Spock hiding things from, not trusting him.]}

Oh... it feels... warm...

_{[Without realizing it, he tries to drift towards it, to reach out and touch it if he could.]}

I will caution you before you do that Captain.

That light represents the link that we share. Touching it can have various results. However, it may recognize you...

[Spock is hiding for Jim's safety. Jim must not know... it would undo him again.]

What happens if it does?

_{[His reaction is to turn, to try and look for Spock, as if they were having a physical conversation. He could feel himself 'looking' for him, but not 'seeing' him. Which, you know, not like he could even see his own hands so there wasn't much stock in that theory was there?

Still, it felt odd, and more like he was alone than he was with someone. It felt odd, and not to good, really. Biting his lip, so to speak, he went closer to the glowing bond, 'reaching' out to brush it.]}

[Spock had the ability to give their atmosphere a physical landscape, but he did not want to risk it at this point. He did want to let Jim see the desolation that was his mental state.

However, as Jim reached forward, the light jumped towards him and wrapped around him, warming the atmosphere.

Spock sighed...]

It would seem that it recognizes you. If you wish you can familiarize yourself with it, so that you can recognize it.

_{[Kirk laughed in the dark, smiling as it wrapped around him.He lifted a piece and rubbed it against his cheek (or at least it felt like he did), so warm and... right, was that it? Maybe, he wasn't sure. He didn't exactly have the right words to explain what was going on, much less how he was reacting. But it was positive, he knew that.]}

All right. How do I do that? You should really show yourself, it's easier when I can see you

[Spock hesitated for a moment... the atmosphere changed and suddenly Spock was standing there, back straight, hands clasped behind his back. The only show of discomfort was the fact that his eyebrows were creased.

Spock moved forward to where Kirk was now standing with a small golden thread in his hands... it seems to lead nowhere...]

Try to reach out with your mind. Experience how it makes you feel.

Okay, I'll give it a shot. What, like throwing a fishing line or something?

_{[He concentrated, taking his own analogy and running with it, tossing out like a fishing line into water.]}

[Spock quirks an eyebrow at his Captain's analogy, but there is always creative license in your own mind.

Kirk's line does indeed 'catch' something, and the golden thread is tugged. Both of them should be experiencing the 'tug' in their own mind.

The thread pulls a little from the distance...]

I am fascinated by your analogy Captain... [Spock hopes he does not follow the thread...]

Whoa. This is so... surreal, you know?

_{[He grinned, letting out a soft laugh and began to move towards the tug, bright with curiosity into this new way of seeing things. Like swimming through stars or something.]}

[Spock is concentrating, so he does not notice Jim moving towards the end of the thread... he is trying to keep everything in darkness but his control is starting to slip....]

Spock! Spock come look! Or, I mean... well, you know what I mean. Where do you think this is headed?

He continues to follow it, giddy, excited, feeling the sort of rush like he had on the Enterprise whenever they came up on a new planet, wondering what would be waiting for him.

[Spock does not move... he is trying his best not to break....

The darkness around them flickers until in its place is a barren desert.
The golden cord is still attached to Jim and leads to a rather desolate looking garden...]

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