Today will be the start of a six-part series--Star Trek Exiles. This is in my opinion what actually happened when the Enterprise crew was exiled on Vulcan after committing mutiny in Star Trek III, They spent three months on Vulcan before Star Trek IV began.
PART I
Pain. Unrelenting pain.
Spock found it incredibly difficult to reconcile what happened. Logically, he was not supposed to exist. He made the selfless sacrifice to save the Enterprise crew from Khan and the Genesis device. He remembered the physical trauma from being irradiated in the Enterprise's warp core. He was told that Admiral Kirk and the rest of his human friends returned to the Genesis planet, created from the Mutara Nebula, to save him somehow from death. It was incomprehensible how the Genesis planet restored him back to life, but Admiral Kirk found out, and ordered his crew to mutiny solely to save him. Spock could not wrap his head around their complete illogic. He knew that his friends threw their careers away just for him. Just for him. Specifically, they placed the needs of the one (himself) above the needs of the many (Starfleet). As Spock was pondering the unthinkable, the impossible return from death, he heard a knock on the door.
"Mr. Spock, permission to enter your quarters." It was a young female voice he remembered, although his memory was still fragmented.
"Enter."
"I have something very important to tell you," Saavik said, in an urgent voice.
"I am curious as to your query," Spock replied.
"I am not sure if you remember the events on the Genesis planet."
"I do not," Spock said in a monotone. "My katra was not restored to my body until I returned to Vulcan in the fal-tor-pan."
Saavik looked more intently into her mentor's eyes. "When we were on Genesis, you aged rapidly, from a young boy into a man. The Genesis Planet had that effect on the life forms that were on it. The rest of the crew is also being checked for aging, but it was discovered that they arrived very late in the process of the planet's destruction, so they experienced only minor effects."
"That is not what you came here to tell me," Spock inquired.
"When we were on Genesis, you had to undergo pon farr, or you would have died. I was the only individual on the planet who could enter pon farr with you. So in the process of saving your life as a teenaged Vulcan, I am carrying your child, a Vulcan girl." Saavik let her secret slip.
Spock was not bonded to Saavik as a child, so he was of two minds as to her pregnancy. Spock was supposed to reproduce with T'Pring, but they were divided since the kal-i-fee when T'Pring desired Stonn instead. However, Spock assumed responsibility for the events that occurred, even though he was not in control of himself. "I believe you will put the needs of the child over the needs of Starfleet. In this case, the needs of the one outweigh the needs of the many."
"But will you also place the needs of our child above the needs of Starfleet?" Saavik asked a question of which she knew the answer but would not be pleased with it. She walked out of Spock's quarters, knowing that Spock would place the needs of the many, in this case his human friends who brought him back to life, over her needs and the needs of the child. Saavik knew Spock would not always rely on logic when his Enterprise crew was involved. "That's the human side of him," she muttered as she walked away, seemingly more alone than ever.
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Admiral Kirk saw his entire life flash in front of him. His career was certainly over. He committed mutiny against Starfleet, and Admiral Morrow demanded a ten-year prison sentence for directly disobeying him. Kirk negotiated with Morrow for a lighter sentence, and Morrow was amenable to a five-year term in prison if Kirk pleaded guilty along with the rest of his crew. Kirk managed to get McCoy off the hook. Bones was deemed to be legally insane due to the effects of the Vulcan mindmeld, so he was not legally held liable for agreeing to take part in the mutiny. However, Morrow demanded that McCoy be medically retired from Starfleet, as he was no longer considered dependable after his bout of Vulcan-induced madness. Kirk had no choice but to agree.
Kirk presented Morrow's terms to the rest of the crew. Bones would be cashiered out of Starfleet. This was easy to accept for the old country doctor, who was pressed back into service after retiring once already. Captain Scott would face three years of imprisonment and a demotion to commander for sabotaging the USS Excelsior with a guilty plea. Commander Uhura, previously awarded a Starfleet Medal of Honor for her actions at Delta IV and in Starfleet Intelligence, would face the same prison sentence as her best friend Scott and a demotion to lieutenant commander for attempted assault on a Starfleet officer and damaging Spacedock's computer systems. Sulu got a better deal; he received a suspended sentence, a demotion to lieutenant commander, and an other than honorable discharge. Commander Chekov got the best deal of all; he was simply discharged from Starfleet just like Bones. Kirk was surprised when each member of the crew agreed to his negotiations with Morrow. Captain Scott believed that they would all face life imprisonment for mutiny. Three years was a light punishment. Eating the gagh stored in the Bird of Prey's food banks was worse.
Additionally, Kirk was able to acquire partial diplomatic immunity from Sarek which allowed him to negotiate the prison sentences and punishments with Morrow. The Federation Council ordered Kirk and the rest of the mutineers returned to Earth, but Sarek used his considerable clout with the President and Council to allow a stay in the sentencing. Kirk was incredibly grateful to Sarek for that.
Kirk returned to his quarters and checked his coded messages. Two months ago, upon landing on Vulcan, he sent a message to Carol Marcus regarding David's death. It went unanswered all that time, and Kirk believed she would never reply. However, he found a two-sentence message from his old flame:
"You killed him. I will never forgive you."
Kirk set the transporter to David's grave on Vulcan. The beam flashed, and he was at his son's final resting place, ready to mourn more. His career, his ship, his son and his favorite woman were all gone. All Kirk had remaining in life was himself and his Enterprise crew, and he would be separated from them for five years once Starfleet imposed the punishment deemed appropriate for a mutineer.
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Klingon Ambassador Kamarag was in President Roth's office. He demanded answers as to why the Federation developed a superweapon that could destroy planets, and a reason why the weapon was stolen from Federation hands.
"That genocidal weapon in the wrong hands could have been used on a Klingon planet! How dare you develop planet-destroying weapons. You have violated the Altair VI peace treaty negotiated at the end of the Sherman's Planet war."
President Roth immediately fired back a response. "Your government sent a ship to acquire the blueprints for the Genesis device. It is your Empire, not our Federation, that planned on using the Genesis device as a doomsday weapon."
Kamarag was furious. "While Chancellor K'Pac was negotiating a general peace treaty with your Federation of Planets, you surreptitiously let your researchers create this 'doomsday weapon' and allowed it to enter the hands of a man named Khan, according to our intelligence intercepts. How did this Khan acquire the device?"
President Roth shrugged his shoulders. "He stole it from the Regula One research base."
"How did you allow the Genesis device to remain in an unarmed facility?" Kamarag was bemused. "You allowed your most powerful weapon to simply be stolen by a renegade, a terrorist. Who knows what he could have done with it!"
"We did not consider the Genesis device a weapon of war," Roth retorted.
"I also want Admiral Kirk apprehended and brought to justice," Kamarag yelled over Roth. "He must pay the ultimate price for his transgressions."
"We will punish Admiral Kirk with a long prison sentence," President Roth said. "Talk to Starfleet Commander Morrow; he is setting the terms."
Kamarag walked out of President Roth's office with a measure of disgust. He still could not force the UFP President to admit that Genesis was created to destroy his beloved Empire. At least he'd get Admiral Kirk to be locked up for the rest of his days, or so he thought.
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Scotty was fixing the Klingon Bird of Prey for its eventual return to Earth. He believed it would be the final ship he'd repair for a very long time. The old engineer was also facing prison for removing the transwarp drive dynamos from the Excelsior. Scotty also knew that his old flame Uhura was facing the same amount of time in the slammer. As it happened, Commander Uhura walked into the cramped engineering room.
"You always have time for your ships, but no time for me," Uhura mused. "You know that once we are thrown in prison, we will not see each other for three years, and you'll never get to fix another ship."
Scotty scowled. "At least let me enjoy doing what I love for the final time, lassie."
"When you're done with that, let's have some personal time together." Uhura unzipped her uniform top ever so slowly, to tempt her lover, going back to their days on the old, unrefitted Enterprise. Despite Scott's love for ships, Uhura knew that she could still get him into the bedroom. All Scotty needed was time to repair what he needed. Scotty, without telling the rest of the crew, loved his women just like he loved his ships.
"I'll see you later," Scotty told Uhura. "We'll share some Scotch first."
"Anytime." Uhura winked, zipped her uniform top back on, and walked away in a sassy huff.
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Sulu and Chekov were playing three-dimensional chess together. Sulu moved his knight and forced Chekov to resign.
"I always get the best of you at this game, Pavel," Sulu said.
"Mother Russia has the best chess players in the world," Chekov growled. "I guess I'm not one of them."
"But you're the best navigator in Starfleet," Sulu replied.
"Not anymore. According to the Admiral, we're both out of Starfleet. Hikaru, you and I are both getting demoted, and we'll be forced into retirement. Just like Dr. McCoy." Chekov still wondered how he lost to that move countless times on the chess board.
"I'm surprised that Starfleet Commander Morrow is allowing us to keep our freedom. Especially you." Chekov legitimately wondered how Sulu got only a demotion for throwing a security guard to the ground and phasering a Starfleet communications console.
"I told Admiral Kirk that the security guard I judo-flipped called me Tiny. I guess Morrow thought my response was reasonable. Logical, as a matter of fact. At the worst, Morrow understands that a non-commissioned officer cannot disrespect a commander in Starfleet." Sulu gestured to reset the chess board, and Chekov agreed.
"What about Scotty and Uhura," Sulu said. "They're getting the book thrown at them."
"Captain Scott caused the Excelsior to malfunction by damaging their transwarp drive. Starfleet is furious with him," Chekov said. "Commander Uhura implanted a computer virus in Spacedock's computers. She fouled up ship to ship communication for Earth-bound ships for a week."
"Starfleet has its reasons," Sulu sighed. "Your move, Pavel."
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After Kirk returned from David's grave, he met with Bones, his best friend for over twenty years. Bones was still recovering from the Vulcan mind meld, and suffered continual nightmares virtually every day since his katra was removed from Spock in the fal-tor-pan. Kirk was very concerned. Even with the advances of 23rd century psychiatry, Bones still struggled to return to his old, snarky self.
"How are you feeling, Bones?" Kirk inquired. "Still having nightmares?"
"Last night was the first time I slept normally in two months," Bones said in a relieved way. "I'm finally getting over this mindmeld. I'll never let that green-blooded Vulcan hear the end of it."
"Care to have a drink?" Kirk replied. "It's on me."
"A stiff whiskey would do us both well," the country doctor immediately said.
"Here you go, your favorite whiskey and bourbon." Kirk poured two shots of whiskey; one for him and one for Bones. "Let's drink up."
"I know it doesn't mix with the medicines, but damn it, I can't pass up a whiskey from the Admiral." Kirk and Bones downed the liquor. Soon after, the doorbell rang.
"Enter," Kirk said. It was Spock.
"So my tormentor makes his appearance," Bones said. "I'll never forgive you for turning my brain into scrambled eggs."
"I do not understand the metaphor, but that is highly illogical," Spock said. "I simply wanted my essence of self, or soul, as you humans call it, to be preserved for eternity. Dr. McCoy, the plan was for you to return to Vulcan immediately for my katra to be removed and stored in the Vulcan Hall of Souls."
"Very mystical. Strange for such a logical species," Bones retorted. "I'll never understand Vulcan mysticism. As for the metaphor, you scrambled your memories with mine. That's what I meant by scrambled eggs."
"Or anything else Vulcan," Kirk interjected."
"Jim, it appears you and the rest of the Enterprise crew gave up your careers to return me to Vulcan. It was a noble gesture, but highly illogical. I was perfectly fine with the idea of sacrificing myself for the rest of the crew in the Mutara Nebula." Spock quipped.
"Spock, that's what humans do," Kirk said. "We don't always take the most logical course of action. If there was even a 0.1 percent chance of you not being dead, we were returning to the Genesis planet to ensure that you were alive. Even if we knew you were dead, it was your father's wishes that you be returned to Vulcan and your katra restored."
Spock raised an eyebrow. "My mother Amanda told me this exact same thing, and it is still highly illogical. I was supposed to be dead."
"It's a miracle," Bones said. "Be glad you're the recipient of the miracle."
The doorbell rang again. This time, it was Sarek. "What brings you here, Ambassador?"
"I cannot hold you any longer on Vulcan. The Federation Council demands you, Admiral Kirk, and the rest of your crew, remanded to custody in three weeks. There is a galactic controversy over your involvement in Project Genesis."
"Understood," Kirk said. "I've negotiated the deal for my crew with Morrow."
"The Klingons want you to serve a life sentence in prison," Sarek said. "Morrow cannot hold up his end of the bargain on your punishment."
"Nuts," Kirk thought. "Of course the Klingons want me locked up forever," Kirk growled. "I swear, that isn't going to happen."
"You and your crew will return to Earth in three weeks to stand trial," Sarek said coldly. The Vulcan ambassador slowly walked out of the room, robes flowing. Kirk believed for the first time, there was no escape.
PART I
Pain. Unrelenting pain.
Spock found it incredibly difficult to reconcile what happened. Logically, he was not supposed to exist. He made the selfless sacrifice to save the Enterprise crew from Khan and the Genesis device. He remembered the physical trauma from being irradiated in the Enterprise's warp core. He was told that Admiral Kirk and the rest of his human friends returned to the Genesis planet, created from the Mutara Nebula, to save him somehow from death. It was incomprehensible how the Genesis planet restored him back to life, but Admiral Kirk found out, and ordered his crew to mutiny solely to save him. Spock could not wrap his head around their complete illogic. He knew that his friends threw their careers away just for him. Just for him. Specifically, they placed the needs of the one (himself) above the needs of the many (Starfleet). As Spock was pondering the unthinkable, the impossible return from death, he heard a knock on the door.
"Mr. Spock, permission to enter your quarters." It was a young female voice he remembered, although his memory was still fragmented.
"Enter."
"I have something very important to tell you," Saavik said, in an urgent voice.
"I am curious as to your query," Spock replied.
"I am not sure if you remember the events on the Genesis planet."
"I do not," Spock said in a monotone. "My katra was not restored to my body until I returned to Vulcan in the fal-tor-pan."
Saavik looked more intently into her mentor's eyes. "When we were on Genesis, you aged rapidly, from a young boy into a man. The Genesis Planet had that effect on the life forms that were on it. The rest of the crew is also being checked for aging, but it was discovered that they arrived very late in the process of the planet's destruction, so they experienced only minor effects."
"That is not what you came here to tell me," Spock inquired.
"When we were on Genesis, you had to undergo pon farr, or you would have died. I was the only individual on the planet who could enter pon farr with you. So in the process of saving your life as a teenaged Vulcan, I am carrying your child, a Vulcan girl." Saavik let her secret slip.
Spock was not bonded to Saavik as a child, so he was of two minds as to her pregnancy. Spock was supposed to reproduce with T'Pring, but they were divided since the kal-i-fee when T'Pring desired Stonn instead. However, Spock assumed responsibility for the events that occurred, even though he was not in control of himself. "I believe you will put the needs of the child over the needs of Starfleet. In this case, the needs of the one outweigh the needs of the many."
"But will you also place the needs of our child above the needs of Starfleet?" Saavik asked a question of which she knew the answer but would not be pleased with it. She walked out of Spock's quarters, knowing that Spock would place the needs of the many, in this case his human friends who brought him back to life, over her needs and the needs of the child. Saavik knew Spock would not always rely on logic when his Enterprise crew was involved. "That's the human side of him," she muttered as she walked away, seemingly more alone than ever.
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Admiral Kirk saw his entire life flash in front of him. His career was certainly over. He committed mutiny against Starfleet, and Admiral Morrow demanded a ten-year prison sentence for directly disobeying him. Kirk negotiated with Morrow for a lighter sentence, and Morrow was amenable to a five-year term in prison if Kirk pleaded guilty along with the rest of his crew. Kirk managed to get McCoy off the hook. Bones was deemed to be legally insane due to the effects of the Vulcan mindmeld, so he was not legally held liable for agreeing to take part in the mutiny. However, Morrow demanded that McCoy be medically retired from Starfleet, as he was no longer considered dependable after his bout of Vulcan-induced madness. Kirk had no choice but to agree.
Kirk presented Morrow's terms to the rest of the crew. Bones would be cashiered out of Starfleet. This was easy to accept for the old country doctor, who was pressed back into service after retiring once already. Captain Scott would face three years of imprisonment and a demotion to commander for sabotaging the USS Excelsior with a guilty plea. Commander Uhura, previously awarded a Starfleet Medal of Honor for her actions at Delta IV and in Starfleet Intelligence, would face the same prison sentence as her best friend Scott and a demotion to lieutenant commander for attempted assault on a Starfleet officer and damaging Spacedock's computer systems. Sulu got a better deal; he received a suspended sentence, a demotion to lieutenant commander, and an other than honorable discharge. Commander Chekov got the best deal of all; he was simply discharged from Starfleet just like Bones. Kirk was surprised when each member of the crew agreed to his negotiations with Morrow. Captain Scott believed that they would all face life imprisonment for mutiny. Three years was a light punishment. Eating the gagh stored in the Bird of Prey's food banks was worse.
Additionally, Kirk was able to acquire partial diplomatic immunity from Sarek which allowed him to negotiate the prison sentences and punishments with Morrow. The Federation Council ordered Kirk and the rest of the mutineers returned to Earth, but Sarek used his considerable clout with the President and Council to allow a stay in the sentencing. Kirk was incredibly grateful to Sarek for that.
Kirk returned to his quarters and checked his coded messages. Two months ago, upon landing on Vulcan, he sent a message to Carol Marcus regarding David's death. It went unanswered all that time, and Kirk believed she would never reply. However, he found a two-sentence message from his old flame:
"You killed him. I will never forgive you."
Kirk set the transporter to David's grave on Vulcan. The beam flashed, and he was at his son's final resting place, ready to mourn more. His career, his ship, his son and his favorite woman were all gone. All Kirk had remaining in life was himself and his Enterprise crew, and he would be separated from them for five years once Starfleet imposed the punishment deemed appropriate for a mutineer.
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Klingon Ambassador Kamarag was in President Roth's office. He demanded answers as to why the Federation developed a superweapon that could destroy planets, and a reason why the weapon was stolen from Federation hands.
"That genocidal weapon in the wrong hands could have been used on a Klingon planet! How dare you develop planet-destroying weapons. You have violated the Altair VI peace treaty negotiated at the end of the Sherman's Planet war."
President Roth immediately fired back a response. "Your government sent a ship to acquire the blueprints for the Genesis device. It is your Empire, not our Federation, that planned on using the Genesis device as a doomsday weapon."
Kamarag was furious. "While Chancellor K'Pac was negotiating a general peace treaty with your Federation of Planets, you surreptitiously let your researchers create this 'doomsday weapon' and allowed it to enter the hands of a man named Khan, according to our intelligence intercepts. How did this Khan acquire the device?"
President Roth shrugged his shoulders. "He stole it from the Regula One research base."
"How did you allow the Genesis device to remain in an unarmed facility?" Kamarag was bemused. "You allowed your most powerful weapon to simply be stolen by a renegade, a terrorist. Who knows what he could have done with it!"
"We did not consider the Genesis device a weapon of war," Roth retorted.
"I also want Admiral Kirk apprehended and brought to justice," Kamarag yelled over Roth. "He must pay the ultimate price for his transgressions."
"We will punish Admiral Kirk with a long prison sentence," President Roth said. "Talk to Starfleet Commander Morrow; he is setting the terms."
Kamarag walked out of President Roth's office with a measure of disgust. He still could not force the UFP President to admit that Genesis was created to destroy his beloved Empire. At least he'd get Admiral Kirk to be locked up for the rest of his days, or so he thought.
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Scotty was fixing the Klingon Bird of Prey for its eventual return to Earth. He believed it would be the final ship he'd repair for a very long time. The old engineer was also facing prison for removing the transwarp drive dynamos from the Excelsior. Scotty also knew that his old flame Uhura was facing the same amount of time in the slammer. As it happened, Commander Uhura walked into the cramped engineering room.
"You always have time for your ships, but no time for me," Uhura mused. "You know that once we are thrown in prison, we will not see each other for three years, and you'll never get to fix another ship."
Scotty scowled. "At least let me enjoy doing what I love for the final time, lassie."
"When you're done with that, let's have some personal time together." Uhura unzipped her uniform top ever so slowly, to tempt her lover, going back to their days on the old, unrefitted Enterprise. Despite Scott's love for ships, Uhura knew that she could still get him into the bedroom. All Scotty needed was time to repair what he needed. Scotty, without telling the rest of the crew, loved his women just like he loved his ships.
"I'll see you later," Scotty told Uhura. "We'll share some Scotch first."
"Anytime." Uhura winked, zipped her uniform top back on, and walked away in a sassy huff.
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Sulu and Chekov were playing three-dimensional chess together. Sulu moved his knight and forced Chekov to resign.
"I always get the best of you at this game, Pavel," Sulu said.
"Mother Russia has the best chess players in the world," Chekov growled. "I guess I'm not one of them."
"But you're the best navigator in Starfleet," Sulu replied.
"Not anymore. According to the Admiral, we're both out of Starfleet. Hikaru, you and I are both getting demoted, and we'll be forced into retirement. Just like Dr. McCoy." Chekov still wondered how he lost to that move countless times on the chess board.
"I'm surprised that Starfleet Commander Morrow is allowing us to keep our freedom. Especially you." Chekov legitimately wondered how Sulu got only a demotion for throwing a security guard to the ground and phasering a Starfleet communications console.
"I told Admiral Kirk that the security guard I judo-flipped called me Tiny. I guess Morrow thought my response was reasonable. Logical, as a matter of fact. At the worst, Morrow understands that a non-commissioned officer cannot disrespect a commander in Starfleet." Sulu gestured to reset the chess board, and Chekov agreed.
"What about Scotty and Uhura," Sulu said. "They're getting the book thrown at them."
"Captain Scott caused the Excelsior to malfunction by damaging their transwarp drive. Starfleet is furious with him," Chekov said. "Commander Uhura implanted a computer virus in Spacedock's computers. She fouled up ship to ship communication for Earth-bound ships for a week."
"Starfleet has its reasons," Sulu sighed. "Your move, Pavel."
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After Kirk returned from David's grave, he met with Bones, his best friend for over twenty years. Bones was still recovering from the Vulcan mind meld, and suffered continual nightmares virtually every day since his katra was removed from Spock in the fal-tor-pan. Kirk was very concerned. Even with the advances of 23rd century psychiatry, Bones still struggled to return to his old, snarky self.
"How are you feeling, Bones?" Kirk inquired. "Still having nightmares?"
"Last night was the first time I slept normally in two months," Bones said in a relieved way. "I'm finally getting over this mindmeld. I'll never let that green-blooded Vulcan hear the end of it."
"Care to have a drink?" Kirk replied. "It's on me."
"A stiff whiskey would do us both well," the country doctor immediately said.
"Here you go, your favorite whiskey and bourbon." Kirk poured two shots of whiskey; one for him and one for Bones. "Let's drink up."
"I know it doesn't mix with the medicines, but damn it, I can't pass up a whiskey from the Admiral." Kirk and Bones downed the liquor. Soon after, the doorbell rang.
"Enter," Kirk said. It was Spock.
"So my tormentor makes his appearance," Bones said. "I'll never forgive you for turning my brain into scrambled eggs."
"I do not understand the metaphor, but that is highly illogical," Spock said. "I simply wanted my essence of self, or soul, as you humans call it, to be preserved for eternity. Dr. McCoy, the plan was for you to return to Vulcan immediately for my katra to be removed and stored in the Vulcan Hall of Souls."
"Very mystical. Strange for such a logical species," Bones retorted. "I'll never understand Vulcan mysticism. As for the metaphor, you scrambled your memories with mine. That's what I meant by scrambled eggs."
"Or anything else Vulcan," Kirk interjected."
"Jim, it appears you and the rest of the Enterprise crew gave up your careers to return me to Vulcan. It was a noble gesture, but highly illogical. I was perfectly fine with the idea of sacrificing myself for the rest of the crew in the Mutara Nebula." Spock quipped.
"Spock, that's what humans do," Kirk said. "We don't always take the most logical course of action. If there was even a 0.1 percent chance of you not being dead, we were returning to the Genesis planet to ensure that you were alive. Even if we knew you were dead, it was your father's wishes that you be returned to Vulcan and your katra restored."
Spock raised an eyebrow. "My mother Amanda told me this exact same thing, and it is still highly illogical. I was supposed to be dead."
"It's a miracle," Bones said. "Be glad you're the recipient of the miracle."
The doorbell rang again. This time, it was Sarek. "What brings you here, Ambassador?"
"I cannot hold you any longer on Vulcan. The Federation Council demands you, Admiral Kirk, and the rest of your crew, remanded to custody in three weeks. There is a galactic controversy over your involvement in Project Genesis."
"Understood," Kirk said. "I've negotiated the deal for my crew with Morrow."
"The Klingons want you to serve a life sentence in prison," Sarek said. "Morrow cannot hold up his end of the bargain on your punishment."
"Nuts," Kirk thought. "Of course the Klingons want me locked up forever," Kirk growled. "I swear, that isn't going to happen."
"You and your crew will return to Earth in three weeks to stand trial," Sarek said coldly. The Vulcan ambassador slowly walked out of the room, robes flowing. Kirk believed for the first time, there was no escape.
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