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This story is dedicated to the late Anna Lindh.

Title:     The Bluest Eyes In Outer Space
Author:    Hypatia Kosh
Contact:   athena_sappho at yahoo
Series:    TOS
Codes:     K, S, m/f
Warning:   READ THE CODES
Rating:    PG 


The Bluest Eyes In Outer Space

Spock stood tensely before the captain. Even though they were in the
captain's quarters, alone, the first officer held his dignity around
him like a cloak.  Nevertheless, the time for confrontation had come
and he could not avoid it. 

"I'm sorry, Spock. I'm probably making it harder for you than it has to
be. I--" 

"We both know what is happening. I cannot explain it. But I see the way
you look at me--"

"Yes, it's unmistakable." Kirk's expression softened a bit. "Come
here." 

Their hands met, with an tiny jolt of electricity. "I think I must have
picked up a static charge from the carpet," Spock murmured. 

"Maybe the static charge is just you."

"A galvanic reaction."

"Show me," Kirk said, with growing intensity. He brought Spock's hand
to his face and their thoughts, light and dark, active and passive,
Kantian and Hegelian, shifted, swirled and merged. 

Their wonder in the meld was magnified sevenfold when they both saw the
same blue, blue eyes staring at them. 

"This is what was in your heart," Spock said, amazed.

"And yours," said Kirk. They pulled apart.

"I can't believe we were both so foolish!" Kirk declared. "How could we
have missed that?"

"Unknown, Captain. But knowing what we do now, we have two options
before us: share the doctor, or fight it out."

Kirk turned and began to pace. "You're my best friend, Spock. But
now--now that I know . . . I don't want to give up either of you, but a
triangle--I don't know . . ."

"It need not be burdensome. I, too, do not want discord between us.
However, I will not simply bow down to your wishes in this. You may
find me a formidable opponent."

Kirk held his hands out. "Must it come to this?"

"Perhaps we should discuss this with the mutual object of our
affections."

"Yes, you're right. Logical as always." Kirk paged the doctor to his
quarters.

Soon the announcer sounded. Kirk rushed to the door, with Spock close
behind. 

It was the doctor. 5'10'' of feminine perfection--stunning blond hair,
piercing blue eyes, full lips and the slightest dimple on her chin. Her
uniform hugged her perfect curves and bared her perfect, muscular yet
curvaceous legs. For a second the command team of the Enterprise could
do nothing more than stare dumbly and drool. 

Doctor Annika Lindh smiled, finally taking pity on them. "Anything I
can do for you, boys?"

Fin