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When they returned from Hawaii, Jim officially moved in with Spock and the boys. Jim and Spock rearranged the house to fit all of their belongings and even took the boys to a furniture store so that Xander could pick out stuff for his own room.
“So…I won’t be sharing with Soren?” Xander asked them.
“Nope, you get your very own room,” Jim smiled and replied.
Xander smiled and then looked around the store and zeroed in on a cool looking bed and matching furniture.
“I like that,” Xander said.
“Then we will get it,” Spock told him.
A week later, after Xander’s room was set up and made his own, Jim and Spock woke up one morning and opened their bedroom door. They were slightly startled to see Soren standing there, still in his pajamas.
“Morning, Soren,” Jim said. “It’s early. Why are you up?”
“I wished to speak to you about Xander while he was still asleep,” Soren replied.
Spock arched a brown and asked, “Why?”
“Every night since his new bed and furniture was delivered, he has still come into my room to sleep at night.”
“Really? I check on you two every morning about this time and he’s always in his bed,” Jim said.
“That is because he sets the alarm to wake him up early so that he can go back to his bedroom. I shut his alarm off this morning so that I may speak with you two.”
“Xander is really not used to sleeping in a room by himself. He’s used to group rooms with other kids.”
Spock nodded and then asked, “This has been going on for a week? Why did you not inform us sooner?”
“When I try to tell you at night, I hear noises from your bedroom,” Soren told him.
Jim’s eyes went wide as Spock nervously chuckled.
Soren looked at them and then asked, “Do you watch televangelists at night?”
“Why?” Jim carefully asked.
“Because the noises I hear are someone talking about God a lot. Like, that is all they say…well yell. ‘Oh God’.”
Jim grabbed onto Spock’s arm and tried not to fall down from embarrassment.
“Um…well…Jim…he…um,” Spock stuttered out. “He…he keeps the TV on and then…I guess…that evangelists person comes on…while we’re asleep.”
Soren blinked and then shrugged, “Okay then. Anyway, I think it would be best for Xander and I to share a room and have bunkbeds.”
Spock nodded as Jim was still processing the televangelist stuff. Soren then turned and went back to his bedroom. As soon as the door was closed Jim turned and punched Spock on his bicep.
“Ow. What was that for?” Spock asked, rubbing his bicep.
“I blame you.”
“For what? I am not the televangelist,” Spock grinned and said.
“You’re the one that makes me…you know.”
Spock laughed as Jim pushed past him and went downstairs.
“So, is this a better sleeping arrangement?” Jim asked as Xander and Soren took in their new bedroom, complete with an awesome bunkbed.
“Oh, yeah,” Xander said with a big grin. “Thanks daddy.”
“I did help,” Spock mumbled to himself. Xander and Soren laughed and then gave their other dad a hug before going over to the bunkbed to decide who gets the top bunk.
“I’ll give you my thanks later tonight,” Jim whispered to Spock as they left the room.
“Oh? Is that televangelist coming on TV tonight?”
“Fuckwit,” Jim called him before elbowing Spock in the gut and then leaving the room. Spock held his stomach and laughed.
One Month Later
Spock shuffled some papers around on his desk at work. He found the document he was looking for and grabbed it up as his cell phone started to ring. He sighed and put the paper down before answering his phone.
“Yes, mother?”
“Spock, sweetheart, I need a favor,” Amanda said.
“And what would that favor be?”
“I left a few things…a couple boxes up at the lake house. Could you be a dear and go get them?”
“Mother it is…” Spock looked at his clock and sighed. “Mother, it’s a two hour drive to the lake house. Four hours total, there and back. Jim and I have plans.”
“I already spoke to Jim and he said he’d reschedule your plans. Spock, I really need those boxes and the house staff isn’t working at the moment. Please.”
“Alright, mother, yes. I will retrieve the boxes. Where are they exactly in the house?”
The sun was just starting to set as Spock pulled up to his parent’s lake house. He took off his suit jacket and threw it on the passenger seat before getting out of his car and going up to the front door. He was about to unlock the door when he heard a noise from behind him.
He turned and saw a shadow behind a bush near the edge of the woods.
Probably just a raccoon or something, Spock thought before turning back to the door. He heard another noise and turned back to see a light was now where the shadow was. Spock arched a brow and put his keys in his pocket before making his way across the lawn to the bush.
When he got there he saw the light was a little battery operated lantern.
“What is this?” Spock said before looking up and seeing a path of these lanterns leading into the woods.
Spock carefully walked down the path of lanterns in to the woods and gasped when he came to the clearing with his and Jim’s tree.
“Jim,” Spock said with a tone of amazement.
Jim was standing under the giant tree and all around was their family and friends gathered around. There were lanterns on the ground and strung up on branches.
Spock started to walk forward but his mother and father stopped him.
“Look at your tie,” Amanda fussed before straightening it for Spock. “You need to look good for your wedding, don’t you?”
“Wedding?” Spock asked, looking past his mother to Jim who had Bones and his father, Chris, standing beside him under the tree now.
“Yep, you’re getting married, dad,” Xander said, walking up to him. Xander held his hand out and Spock took it as music began to play from somewhere. Amanda smiled at her son and kissed his cheek as she and Sarek went to stand with everyone else. Soren came up to Spock’s other side and took his other hand.
“We’re escorting you down the aisle, dad,” Soren told him.
“Shouldn’t Jim be the one walked down the aisle?” Spock asked his sons.
“We already walked him down,” Xander said. “You missed it because you’re a half hour late.”
Spock chuckled as they began to walk towards Jim, “I am so sorry. I wish someone had informed me that I was getting married. I would have been here much sooner.”
“But then it wouldn’t be a surprise,” Jim said when Spock and the boys reached him. Spock smiled at Jim as the boys gave them both hugs and then went to stand with Amanda and Sarek. Chris gave Spock a hug as well and whispered to him, “Hurt him, I kill you.”
Spock nodded as Chris pulled away. Bones hugged him next and whisper the same thing. Spock nodded again as Bones moved away and Sulu came to stand in front of them under the tree. Spock and Jim held hands and faced each other as Sulu began to officiate.
“I am so glad I was invited to this wedding,” Sulu said first. The crowd laughed for a moment before Sulu continued.
Jim took a ring from Soren and put it on Spock’s finder before reciting his vows: “I, Jim take you, Spock, to be my husband. I promise to always be your biggest fan and your partner in crime. I promise to create and support a family with you, in a household filled with laughter, patience, understanding, and love. I vow not just to grow old together, but to grow together. I will love you faithfully through the difficult and the easy. Before you asked me, I was yours and I am devoted to you in every way. I marry you with no hesitation or doubt, and my commitment to you is absolute. As I have given you my hand to hold, so I give you my life to keep.”
Spock sniffled and smiled as Sulu looked to him.
“I…um…I did not prepare any vows,” Spock said.
“I didn’t either. Not good with that stuff,” Jim whispered. “I googled mine.”
Spock chuckled as Sulu handed Spock a notecard and said, “I googled this one for you.”
“Thank you,” Spock said. He then took a ring from Xander and put it on Jim’s finger and read his vows: “Jim, I love you unconditionally and without hesitation. I promise to encourage your dreams, because that is what makes you so unique. Loving what I know of you, trusting what things I will discover. I will respect you as a person, a partner, and an equal. I promise to be faithful and supportive and to always make our family's love and happiness my priority. I promise to laugh with you, cry with you, and grow with you. I will love you when we are together and when we are apart. But most of all, I promise to be your true companion always. For one lifetime with you could never be enough.”
Jim sniffled at that and smiled brightly at Spock. Sulu wiped a tear off his cheek before nodding and saying, “By the Power vested in me as one of your many friends who loves you very much, it is my privilege to stand here and pronounce you Spock Grayson and you James Tiberius Kirk as married. You may now kiss your husband.”
Spock grabbed Jim to him and kissed Jim passionately as their loved ones cheered and clapped. Jim kissed him back before pulling away and hugging his new husband.
“Love you,” Jim whispered.
“Love you, too, Fuckwit.”
One Year Later
Spock looked up from his desk when his husband entered and sat on the edge of his desk.
“Can I help you?” Spock asked with a smile.
Jim smiled back and then laid a file on Spock’s desk. He opened it and spread two pictures out of the table in front of Spock. Spock arched a brow and then looked at the pictures. One was of a smiling toddler girl with black hair and bright blue eyes and the other was a newborn in hospital isolette.
“Jim?”
“This little girl is Cera. She just turned two and is the sweetest little thing in the whole world,” Jim said. “And this is her little brother, David, who was born four days ago, a little premature, to their mother who...well…she’s like my mother.”
“I see.”
“David is in the hospital because his mother was taking methadone while pregnant. He needs to go through withdrawal but he’s doing great. Cera is wonderful, like I said, and I’ve gotten attached to her over the past six months I’ve been her case worker and the mother has given them up for adoption and I want to…”
“Yes,” Spock interrupted with a smile.
Jim blinked, “What?”
“Yes, we will adopt them, Jim. They’re beautiful and I would love to have a daughter and another son.”
Jim smiled big and hugged Spock, “I love you.”
Ten Years Later
“Our boys are going to college!” Jim fussed as he watched his sons outside the lake house at their graduation party.
“They’re eighteen, Jim. You knew this would happen,” Spock replied. “We do have other children still living at home.”
“I know. Cera will be twelve soon and David is almost ten. Not to mention that Luis is fourteen and Meika is eleven and…”
“And TJ is three, Kaleb is eight, and Sydni is five. We have a lot of kids.”
Jim turned and looked at his husband who looked a little startled at the fact that they have so many children.
“Don’t forget little Grayson,” Jim told him.
“Right…ten kids.”
“Ten beautiful kids,” Jim smiled and went over to his husband. He sat in Spock’s lap and wrapped his arms around him. “Want more?”
Spock looked at his husband and shook his head, “Don’t you think ten is enough?”
“Perhaps, but I’m only thirty-eight.”
“And I’m forty, Jim.”
“Yeah, jeez you’re old.”
“Plus, I think we are running out of room to carve names onto our tree.”
“Nonsense. That huge fucking tree…we could fit like a dozen more kids on it as well as like a hundred grandkids…”
“Jim,” Spock sighed.
Forty Years Later
“I don’t need any help, Spock,” Jim fussed, waving his arm out at Spock. “I can walk my damn self to the tree.”
“You have a cane. I merely wish to,” Spock stopped when Jim swung his cane at him. He missed of course and then continued to carefully walk up to the tree. Spock shook his head and slowly walked after him.
“Told you we wouldn’t run out of room,” Jim said, point his cane at all the names scattered about with lines carved connecting the family.
“I see that. Who are we here for? Which grandchild is this?”
“Great-granddaughters. The twins. Soren’s new granddaughters. You’re getting old, Spock. Remember these things.”
“Right, right.”
Spock watch his husband of fifty something years carve two new names on the tree and then step back and lean against him. Spock put his arm around his Jim and smiled.
“You were right, Jim. Plenty of room for kids and grandkids and even greatgrandkids.”
“I’m always right, Spock.”
“Of course.”
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“Fuckwit.”
“That’s it, I should've never taught you that word and I regret saving your ass from drowning all those years ago. C’mon, I’m pushing you back into the lake where you belong,” Jim chuckled and said before grabbing Spock’s hand and heading back to the lake house.
"Love you, too, Jim," Spock smiled and said.