Acts of Redemption: Star Trek Into Darkness AU (Lots of Khan!)

THE FUGITIVE

"What? Why?"

"Not actually kill him, but make admiral believe that Khan is dead."

"That is a dangerous game, " Spock stated.

"He will kill us if he finds out the we let him live, and that we plan to let him return to earth to stand trial," I said. "Khan will reveal all of the admiral's crimes, and the admiral wouldn't allow that to happen."

"She is right," Khan agreed.

"Don't let on that you know Khan's true identity. Pretend you know nothing. If you let on that you know he has been engaged in illegal activity then he will kill us for sure."

"What should I say?" Kirk ran his ran hand through his blonde hair. His face was growing red with frustration.

"Calm down. Tell him that...that we couldn't shoot the torpedoes at the Klingons because our ship had malfunctions and we couldn't escape; the Klingons would find our ship and kill us. Tell him we went to the Ketha province on a small ship, like we did, and brought back Harrison. We killed him and then shot his body out of the airlock into space," I grabbed onto his forearm, to calm him.

"And should this go wrong, captain?" Spock said.

"Fine. Lets pray this works."

***

"What's wrong?"

I walked with Khan and the escort of the security guards to the medbay. He halted outside the medbay door.

"Nothing," he replied. "Nothing is wrong."

We entered the medbay and one of the security guards told Khan to take a seat on the biobed.

"Why?"

"So we can watch you and make sure you don't run off."

Khan glanced from the guard, to me, then to the bed. Finally he took a seat.

"What's your resting heart rate supposed to be?"

"Fifty beats per minute," he said, there was no emotion on his face.

I waves the tricord over his body. "You heart rate is at sixty beats per minute! Do you think the admiral won't buy the story that we killed you?"

He didn't answer. My gazed followed his to the monitors behind me. "Khan?"

"What would that have to do with my heart rate?" He snapped. His attention turned back to me.

"Are you afraid he won't believe we killed you?"

"No."

"Well something is making your heart rate elevate and it isn't healthy." I lifted the tricord again. He didn't flinch but his eyes darted to my hand. "These reading aren't good."

He said nothing. Instead he just sat there quietly, his posture was perfect.

I put the tricord down on the biobed and then reached out to touch his ribs, where he had been injured on Qu, noS. He flintched at my touch. "That still hurts doesn't it?" My fingers lingered on his ribs

"It does."

"I can give you an injection of some pain meds."

His serene disposition was broken. "You. Will. Not."

"You want to be in pain?"

"I will not be injected with anything."

"I was just trying to--"

"Admiral Marcus. I wasn't expecting you. That's an...interesting a ship you got there."

The captain's conversation with Marcus was being broadcast across the ship.

"And I wasn't expecting to get word that you'd taken Harrison into custody in violation of your orders," the admiral replied.

"Well, we...We had to improvisewhen our warp coreunexpectedly malfunctioned.But you already knew that, didn't you, sir?"

"I don't take your meaning."

"Well, that's why you're here, isn't it? To assist with our repairs? Why else would the head of Starfleet personally come to the edgeof the Neutral Zone?" Kirk paused. "Is there something I can help you find, sir?"

"Where is your prisoner, Kirk?

"Floating in space somewhere."

"What?" Bones got up from his seat near an examing table. He walked over to Khan and I. Carol joined as well as we watched a screen projecting the admiral.

"What do you mean, son?" the admiral was confused.

"We killed him and sent his body into space via trash shoot. Dr. McCoy thought Harrison may have caught a disease while on the Ketha province. It was too much of a risk to leave his body here."

Good thinking.

"Well son, I am proud of you."

"He is messed up," I mumbled. I turned and noticed Carol's hurt expression. "Sorry."

I lifted Khan's shirt. "There is bruising. I can put ointment on this to numb the pain."

"Shh," McCoy said. "I want to hear what they are they saying."

I rolled my eyes. We were out of the woods. I wasn't worried.

"They are only talking about the repairs to the ship." I grabbed the numbing agent out of a near by cabinet and opened it. I walked up to Khan who was sitting, posture perfect, on the biobed. "Do you want this?" I gestured to the bottle oinment in my hand.

He took a moment, glanced up at me, and then at the bottle. Finally he nodded silently. I applied it gently over the bruises, not caring that the agent was numbing my own fingers.

He groaned when I pressed on a healing wound.

"Sorry."

"Shhh," said Dr.Mccoy.

"...to the last order of business. I need you to turn over your fugitive," the admiral said.

Everyone could her Kirk gulp.

My hand stilled against Khan's ribs. I could feel his heart pounding faster.

"A...Harrison I told you that Harrison is dead."

"No son, your other fugitive."

"Other fugitive?"

"Ella Violet King. She is a traitor and traitors are sentenced to death. Hand her over. Now."