Emotional,physical, and mental

Mental

Jim sat in the rocking chair watching Kirk sleep. He had reviewed the events that transpired prior to his arrival. He had studied it extensively. He had studied the train of thought that was in Kirk's mind. He didn't think of himself as a captain. Kaput. Nothing. It was sad to see of this from his counterpart. Jim had a sigh stopping the chair. How do you wake someone who feels extremely guilt and very much not . . . up for it?

Jim looked over to see a bright white light from the door.

After the previous mission, Jim's legs were slowly coming back.

There was a faint outline of light around the door.

"What is this? . . ." Jim came toward the door.

He took the knob then opened the door.

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"Where is the captain?" Spock asked.

"Meditating." Bones said.

Spock raised an arched eyebrow.

"Meditating?" Spock repeated.

"Yes, Spock," Bones said. "He is actually taking my advice for once. Resting!"

Spock lowered his eyebrow.

"I am unfamiliar to this sudden shift," Spock said. "Normally the captain does not take your advice. Which is unusual of him."

"Jim is still Jim," Bones said. "Just a little more responsible. I thought you would be happy about that."

"Yes, that is desirable," Spock said. "He has notice-ably cared about his landing parties casualties more than before . . ." Spock shook his head. "Logically, I am over thinking this."

"That you are." Bones said.

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Jim walked through the door.

He came into what was apparently a meditating room. There was a mat on the floor. The drift (more so the aroma) of a Vulcan incense was clear in the air. As was the smoke. He looked around to see a glass panel displaying images of Surak and the other godly Vulcans on the glass. He looked over to see on the mat was a old Spock. His Spock. Jim came over to the side of his Spock. A smile danced on his face. It was part of many emotions that returned to him.

Spock . . .

A memory flashed into his mind.

One memory of Spock Prime placing his katra in Bones Prime's mind.

Perhaps he can leave his counterpart in a vegetable state. . . Or, he can plant his--but wait, he does not have a katra! But isn't Katra the equivalent of a soul? Right, it is. Jim carefully placed his hand on the side of Spock's face. It had to be tried in case he died with his counterpart in the same body. The universe was not ending due to this unwelcome union. Spock and Jim, at one point, had a relationship. Before the Nexus. If Spock were to die, then at least let him do so with the mind of his best friend. The one who went across the galaxy to save him.

Jim closed his eyes.

"Remember." Jim said.

Five minutes later Jim took his hand off the side of Spock Prime's face.

"I will always be with you," Jim said. "Unlike how I was half of the time alive."

Jim stood up then looked in the direction of the door.