Enterprise Love ➣ Jim Kirk

Chapter 21: Kidnapped

*three weeks later. Torture in this chapter, just a warning*

The instant Jim Kirk woke up, he knew something was different. It was quiet. Completely quiet. Only the hum of the engine sounded in his quarters. No babies, no wife.

"Naomi?" He called, standing up. A small simple not was placed on the door.

If you want your family back, or if you ever want to see them again, go to observation deck three.

Jim grabbed a phaser and called security. The all went to observation deck three. The instant the door opened, a voice rang out. "And everyone thought you were crazy."

"Frank." Jim growled under his breath. It was only a projection, not real, but Naomi and the Babies were on the planet they were circling with Frank.

"I have a few more of your friends here with me." Frank added, pulling Tegwyn, Alaska, and Ellie out of the shadows. Tegwyn looked tired, which was saying something for a twenty six week pregnant women.

"What do you want." Jim growled as Chekov and Bones ran onto the deck.

"Get away from her!" Chekov yelled before he realized they weren't actually on the enterprise.

"I'm afraid I can't do that." Frank mocked, slapping Tegwyn's head. She fell unconscious onto her side where Frank just kicked her stomach, hard.

"NOOO!" Chekov screamed. Frank just smiled and walked on. Chekov stormed out and ran to the transporter room tabs was trying to find the location of where they were.

"Now Jimmy, if you want your friends and your wife and your kids alive, you'll meet my ransom. I want your ship." Frank said, confident as could be.

"Jim, don't do it!" Naomi yelled as Frank stabbed a knife about a quarters of an inch into stomach.

"Shut it!" He yelled, taking the knife out. Gasping, Naomi clutched her stomach to try and stop the bleeding. The babies looked unharmed, for now.

Alaska had a long cut down her face, her clothes ripped. Ellie had a couple scratches, but she was fine. Jim was already negotiating with his step father, trying to figure out a plan. Every time he refused, something happened to someone.

Elliot cried and screamed, Malcolm along with him. Both were close to Chris as if trying to protect her.

"You heard me, Jimmy. It's the ship or them." Frank taunted, waving another knife under Alaska's throat. Scotty had appeared in the observation deck now, seeing as Tegwyn was his daughter.

"Can I have time to think about this?" Jim asked, trying to be reasonable.

"No." Frank said, cutting Alaska's throat. It wasn't nearly deep enough to kill though. "Next time I'll go deeper."

"Alaska." Bones muttered. Tegwyn was still unconscious and Naomi had pressure on that stomach wound. That one wasn't deep enough to kill either, but it sure hurt.

"I'll make a deal. I'll give you two days. Two days, or they die." Frank said, jut as the signal cut out.

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Naomi felt like she was going to black out. The pain was truly immense. Tegwyn lay unconscious on the ground. Everyone hoped the baby was doing okay, what with being kicked and all. Alaska had wrapped a cloth around her throat. They cut wouldn't kill her, it probably didn't even hurt much. Alaska had felt the baby kicking inside of Tegwyn, which meant it was alive.

Naomi had taken a sleeve off of a jacket that someone had been wearing and wrapped it around her stomach. The babies all slept peacefully in the corner. Surprising considering what they just went through.

Naomi sluggishly sat up, trying not to open the wound over and over again. Alaska was very considerate about all of this. It would be a long two days.

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Jim Kirk sat at a table in his quarters, a beer in one hand and a PADD in the other. So far it has been three beers, that amount seemed to help him think.

Ensign Chekov had just finished his fifth and was quite tipsy. He was zero help but who could blame him for wanting to block this out for a while. Bones had drank two, not much which surprised Jim.

The two days were almost up. Chekov couldn't take it any more. He ran down the hallway to the transporter room and beamed down to the planet. At least he was sober when he did it.

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Crunching fast footsteps ran towards the mouth a the cave that the women and babies were imprisoned in. All of the armed themselves with some form of blunt object.

A familiar young Russian ran in, happy as could be to see them. He kissed Tegwyn quickly before pulling out a communicator. "Ensign Chekov to Enterprise. I found them. I'm at coordinates 45-67-12-"

Chekov was cut off by a blast. His face froze in terror and pain. He looked down at his chest. Blood started pouring out from a wound on his right side. Chekov dropped to his knees, Tegwyn, Alaska, and Naomi already at his side.

His head was in Tegwyn's lap, Alaska and Naomi on the other side. Tears streamed down Tegwyn's face. "Pasha." She muttered, touching his cheek with her hand to wipe a tear from his face.

"Tegwyn." He mumbled, coughing up blood. He gazed into her eyes, his hand moving to her stomach so he could feel the baby kick.

"I love you Pasha." Tegwyn sobbed. "We'll save you. I love you."

"I love you." He whispered as he closed his eyes. His breathing became still, the pulse was gone. Tegwyn sobbed. Alaska and Naomi sobbed. He couldn't be dead. He couldn't.

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"Ensign Chekov, we deciphered the coordinates. We'll beam you and the others up." A voice said through the communicator. Jim and Bones were in the transporter room, so was Scotty.

They beamed aboard, just as they were. Bones instantly rushed to Chekov and felt his pulse. "He doesn't have a pulse. I'm so sorry Tegwyn."

"NO!" She screamed, hugging Chekov close. "NO! He's alive! He can't be dead. He can't be."

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I'm so so so so so so so so sorry for that. Especially to you cookidoughlilac