NEW: Bridge Crew 1/1 (TOS: S/M, Sc, C, f) [G]

Title: Bridge Crew
Author: Artemis (ArtemisOK@aol.com)
Series: TOS
Codes: S/M, Sc, C, f
Rating: [G]
Parts: 1/1
Summary:  My Nimoy - Spock tribute with cats!
Disclaimer: CBS-Paramount owns Star Trek. No infringement intended, no money being made.
Feedback: Will write for feedback
Beta:  Thank you Sally for the beta. All mistakes are my own.
Author's Note: I want to be reincarnated as a rich lady’s cat.
Archiving: ASC, ASCEML THFFF, and The Spock/McCoyote’s Den All others please ask.

BRIDGE CREW

Spock woke up looking into two deep blue eyes.

McCoy smiled also and purred “I’m glad  you’re finally with us, Spock.”

Purred? Spock studied McCoy’s face. The blue eyes were in a cream-colored furry face with brown ears and a ruff of shaggy fur around his neck.  Spock reached up with his paw, paw!?  It was covered in black glossy, silky fur. “Doctor” he whispered. “Are we cats?”

A large, grey Scottish Fold tom head butted him playfully and replied; “Aye, Mr. Spock. That we are.” He inclined his head to the right. “Come and see the water fountain. I’ve got running just fine, nice and cool and fresh.”

He ran away to met with two lady cats. Both were tabbies with the classic M marking on their foreheads. One was a dainty gold and white kitty with a sweet face. She wore a blue collar and ran to help Scotty. The other was slightly larger. She was brown and gray stripped with gold chest and feet.  She lounged coolly, but alert and winked at Mr. Spock.

Leonard push with his shoulder and helped Spock sit up. “Yes, we are. That’s Christine and Margot. Margot said she was an old friend of yours.”

Spock’s ears perked up. Margot -- Number One, he never thought he would see her again.

He caught his reflection in a mirror of the grooming station. He was a large, solid black tom. Slim and elegant with short, silky fur and finely pointed ears.

He got to his feet and with Leonard padding at his side, he explored the main room.  There were perches and ramps to climb. All manner of cat condos to explore. Toys and tunnels, puzzles and playthings galore.

McCoy sprang up onto the window seat and Spock joined him. They looked out over a garden that reminded Spock of his mother’s garden back home. They tucked their legs under their bodies and settled into a patch of warm sunlight to watch the rainbow arch across the sky.

He turned to McCoy. “Doctor, I am glad to be with all of you again, however I am concerned.” He cocked his head. “The average life of felis catus is fifteen years. I do not want to loose you again.”

“Don’t worry, Spock. This is our forever home.”

To Be Continued….

TOSHET ENDING


He turned to McCoy. “Doctor, I am glad to be with all of you again, however I am concerned.” He cocked his head. “The average life of felis catus is fifteen years and… I want to stay here.”

“Don’t worry, Spock. This is our forever home.”

To Be Continued….