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Jim Kirk! Legally Blond	By : Strailo Category: Star Trek > Star Trek Views: 2299 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Jim Kirk! Legally Blond
Fandom: Star Trek 2009
Part: 12
Characters: Sulu, McCoy, Jim, Checkov, Archer, Uhura
Word count: 1,639
Warnings: No warnings
AN: I WAS going to post this last week, but on Monday I was gone all damn day, and then on Friday, I posted my usual chapter but forgot about this.

So sorry about that, but still.

Enjoy

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“Now, let's get down to business, shall we?” Archer asked as he sat down at the round table where his new and old assistants sat, waiting for him. “I do believe that we are all at the stage where we can start our first official case together and head down the path of becoming full fledged lawyers with a good portfolio,” he continued. He smoothed his graying brown hair down with a smirk.

Jim was sitting across from Archer at the table with Sulu at his left and McCoy at his right. Chekov was sitting on Sulu's other side next to their mentor while Uhura sat on Archer's right, next to McCoy. It worked for the group seeing as they really didn't want to try to kill each other, making them all happy with the fact that they were kept apart.

“What exactly is our position for this trial, Archer?” Jim asked, tapping his pen on his legal pad. He stared at Archer and raised an eyebrow.

“Your jobs will be to watch and do research mostly,” McCoy replied, sitting back in his own seat and gazing at the blond before him. He watched as blue eyes turned to him. “Sometimes you'll end up speaking with the client and ask questions that need to be asked. You'll also keep track of the papers, type up the files that are created as the case goes on and make sure that there are enough copies for all of us. Chekov, Sulu, for this case, we need you two to be our main researchers. I'm going to give you a rather extensive list of people who you need to go speak with and the information that we need to get. Compile a list of questions that you would ask each person and come back to me to go over them. I might need to add a few to that list,” he instructed. He looked at his pile of folders and found the two that he wanted, sliding them over to the other two men.

“Kir,k, Uhura, you two will be working with McCoy and I in helping to figure out the case and the best way to go about it,” Archer stated before looking at his own file. “Her name is Galia Barnett, the young wife to one Richard Barnett, the victim of the crime. His daughter, one Amanda Barnett, is one of the prosecution's two main witnesses.

“The other is the cabana boy, one Jonathan Froman. We need all of the information that we can get. Which will be a part of Chekov and Sulu's job. You two will find what we know about them. Kirk, Uhura, you two will be writing out our discovery list so that we can get the full list of evidence that the police collected, along with the affidavits of everyone. And I do mean it when I say full list,” he instructed. Jim and Uhura nodded their heads, taking notes.

Neither of them were very pleased with the fact that they would be forced to work with the other but they couldn't truly complain very much seeing as they were doing what they had worked so hard for. “Do you want us to write out a full list of questions to pose to Mrs. Barnett?” Jim asked as he looked up from his notes.

“Please do so,” Archer stated. McCoy pulled out two more files from his pile and slid them over to the two with a nod. “Okay, the case is the murder of Richard Barnett by his much younger wife, Galia Barnett. She is a known fitness instructor and says that she has an alibi, but one that she refuses to tell anyone about,” he said. McCoy once more passed out files, this time with the information so far gathered on the case. “As I said, there are two main witnesses for the prosecution side but no witnesses as of yet for our side. We need to gather all of the possible information about what happened that is out there, and all of the information about the day of the murder.

“Currently, she is in a low level security prison awaiting the trial to start. We have the next month and a half before we start with opening arguments, people. I really do suggest that you learn how to live off of coffee, soda, and take out for the next few weeks,” he advised.

“Don't we do that already?” Jim snorted as he read through the file. McCoy snickered as he stared at the pretty male near him. Looking up, the younger of the two blushed slightly when he caught the fact that the lawyer was watching him before he buried his nose back into the file and made some new notes on what to ask.

Uhura snorted as she shook her own head, writing down her list as she too went over the files, Chekov and Sulu quietly discussing what they would need to do over the next few days to help get everything ready for the trial. They had a feeling that there would end up being a lot of snarling and snapping when it was just Uhura and Jim without their mentor and his assistant. McCoy sighed and grumbled about getting something hard to drink if he had to deal with annoying brats for the rest of the month.

By the time the meeting finally broke up so that they could all get some lunch, Jim had settled down near McCoy on a seat in a small sitting area of Archer's conference rooms while Uhura was on her computer. She was tapping away at her keyboard, working on something. McCoy though was finding it rather hard keeping his eyes off of his current partner. He was stuck, watching the way the younger male fiddled around with a pair of glasses that he slipped on and off depending on if he was reading a computer screen or paper files.

Sitting back in his seat, McCoy crossed his ankle over one knee and frowned slightly to himself. “So why is it that you're here now? I take it that you're not just here for your ex going by the rumors that are running around,” he drawled, watching the way Jim looked up at him. He blinked a few times behind the purple framed reading glasses.

“No, not any more. At first, yeah, it was. I wanted to show him that I was worthy of being with him and in his life, but after the first few weeks... Well after those first few weeks, I found that being a lawyer was just what I needed to add some challenge back into my life. Let me tell ya, having genius level intellect can get really boring if you're not careful,” Jim admitted with a soft chuckle. He shrugged his shoulders as he sat back with a slow stretch of his arms. “Aren't we on our lunch break anyways? We should get some food and let our brains percolate with what we know now,” he drawled.

McCoy took a moment to look at his watch and grunted, nodding his head before he started to gather everything up. “We should do that. Come on, I know a nice little deli with good food that costs cheap,” he said. He shoved his files into his own briefcase while Jim did the same but was also making sure to tuck his laptop into it's own case.

“That sounds good to me. I didn't even remember to bring food with me, like the absent minded male that I can be,” Jim snorted. He shook his head with an amused look on his face. McCoy raised an eyebrow at the way he had worded what he had said, and watched as pink spread over his cheeks and nose. “I've been told that I can't insult myself any more. Each time that I do that and Chekov hears me, he makes me pay for a round of drinks at the bar. So far, I still owe five more rounds,” he explained. McCoy snorted in amusement.

“I take it that he's working on your self-confidence then huh?” he asked as they left the office. Uhura sent a glare after them before she returned to her own work.

“Yep. He is really good at it too,” Jim drawled, watching as his two friends packed up as he and McCoy left, waving a hand over his shoulder. “He's also a pushy brat who is scary smart for one who is so young.”

“I can say the very same thing about you, you know,” McCoy stated, shaking his head with a smile dancing on his lips. Jim just batted his eyes up at him.

“Awww, but you have to like me. I'm just too cute not to be liked,” Jim teased him, getting swatted on the shoulder by a now laughing McCoy. The two headed out to the deli, and ordered their sandwiches along with a bowl of soup, before ordering some food for later that night once there. With food in hand, the two headed back to Archer's meeting rooms, both men relaxed and ready to work on getting their new client off of the hook for the murder of her husband.

Even as they went over the files after they had eaten, Jim felt as if something wasn’t quite right but he couldn't put his finger on what it was. He blamed it on the fact that he was easily distracted by McCoy sucking a bit of clam chowder off of one long finger. He sighed and wondered if he was going to be able to get anything done with the way the man was so unintentionally hot.
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