captain_jtkirk | .013 - lol he still didn't miss you Barge

"I just threw him across a room and beat him unconscious, okay? Broke a few ribs. I didn't kill him or anything, I just wanted him to spend longer on recovery than Prefect was gonna spend on the death toll." She really needed to keep in mind that alcohol destroyed her brain-to-mouth filter.

"You can't just throw people across rooms and beat them unconscious, Shego," Kirk said with barely veiled irritation. "I take it you used your powers on him."

"Well duh. He had a knife, I wasn't gonna give him a fighting chance." She waved her free hand vaguely. "Go on. Go ahead and take my powers back off me. I don't care."

"I was thinking about reducing them to about ten percent of your full power but if you'd rather I just take them away completely, I can do that too," Kirk scowled at her slightly.

Since she couldn't see him from underneath her arm, the scowl was completely lost on her.

"Okay. Ten percent's good too."

Jim rolled his eyes slightly and decided to make a final decision on that front later. If she kept cooperating or he didn't find out she was lying about something.

"Can you maybe look at me while we're having a conversation?"

She shifted her forearm up from her eyes to her forehead and stared blearily at him.

"Congratulations, Jimmy. That's the closest you've ever gotten to sounding like my mom."

"Well thank you. That's maybe the first time you've ever mentioned her freely," Kirk bit back out at her.

"Is there a reason why you're drinking in your room alone instead of spending time with Tim?"

Shego didn't respond to the first comment because she wasn't the one all messed up with mommy issues and she didn't consider her (almost nonexistent) relationship with her mother to be even remotely relevant to why she was on the Barge.

"You've seen how the network's all screwed up, right? He's talking to his buddies from back home. Maybe had to go remind Sylar that he's a jerk, too. It's not like we're married."

"I still can't imagine you enjoy him waking up and talking to his friends over you." It was said quietly, in case it horribly offended her or whatever else went on in her head.

"I'm sorry that I wasn't here."

She gave him a look that would have had more irritation behind it if she wasn't drunk. "Why? You chose to go wherever it was you went, and it's not like anything happened that you could have changed in any way, so. It doesn't really make any difference that you weren't here."

"Yeah, it does. Because I'm sure that you spent a good portion of your time stewing over the fact that I wasn't there and probably wasn't coming back. And you have no way of saying what I could and couldn't have done."

Shego rolled her eyes. "Ego much? I was more busy worrying about starving to death than I was about you coming back. Heck, I was more worried about having clean water to shower with than I was about you coming back."

Jim reached out to put his hand on her shoulder lightly, giving her the chance to shrug it off if she wanted. "I'm still sorry that I left and left you to deal with all of it on your own." He paused for a moment. "Who brought you back?"

"I'm an adult, Jim. We're the same freaking age. I can deal with stuff by myself."

She didn't shrug his hand off, just squirmed out from under it and shifted over to the opposite edge of the bed like a cat who was particularly offended at being petted.

"Nobody. The death toll stopped working when the lights went out, people just stayed dead. When the power came back on, everybody who died got revived at the same time, I guess. Nobody had to ask to revive me."

"That's good," Kirk commented quietly, suddenly a little sick at the idea of Shego staying dead all weekend if no one else had thought to bring her back just because he wasn't around.

"I'm not insulting your ability to deal. I'm just saying I wish I'd been here to help."

"Jimmy, again, there is nothing you could've done to help. So cancel the pity party already." She gave him a sideways glance. "And gimme my vodka back. It's not even like I swiped it from the pub - I bought it in Salem, it's my property."

"You're death tolling. You can have it back when you feel completely better."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Are you my mom and my doctor now?" But she had another two bottles stashed elsewhere so she didn't care enough to belabour the point any further.

"Someone's gotta be," Jim rolled his eyes a tiny bit. "Look, I know when shit bugs you and how you like to never speak of it and that's fine. But that isn't going to stop me from fussing over you. So deal with that."

"Whatever."

She tucked her hands behind her head and decided to announce the subject of her recent experiences to be officially closed.

"So what'd you do on space vacation, anyways?"

"We went back to Leia's home for a while. Met her brother." Which had been weird because Kirk did not meet people's families. "Then I took her to Enterprise for a couple days."

"Exciting." Or not. Shego hadn't known there was a way of making a journey into space sound boring but hey, there it was.

She was still a little pissed at him for going. Although she trusted him (kinda), she didn't trust the mechanics of the Barge or the Admiral (now less than ever). He had no way of knowing that the second they left the Barge, he and Leia wouldn't have forgotten ever having been there. As far as Shego was concerned he was knowingly taking that risk every time he went out on one of these dumb expeditions. So even with all the talk of fussing she was forced to conclude that he didn't really care all that much.

Jim shrugged a little bit. In all honesty, he'd liked going to see Leia's home but being back on Enterprise had been weird, especially since he'd been forced to interact with Spock and McCoy though he hadn't really wanted to. If they'd remembered, they hadn't given any indication to him and that was still bugging him, though he'd probably never talk about it unless directly asked. And even then he'd lie about it to make it less of a big deal.

"I don't think I'm going back for a while. They seem to have things under control. And I don't think Leia's going to have another nervous breakdown for a long time either."

Shego drew her knees up under her chin, huddling under the blanket. She'd had long enough to think about Kirk's circumstances that she was pretty sure she knew what 'seem to have things under control' really meant.

"Are you ever gonna be okay with going back to the Enterprise full-time? I mean, seriously? With everything McCoy and your Vulcan just...forgot about?"

.013 - lol he still didn't miss you Barge

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