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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: 19
Characters: Uhura, McCoy, Galia
Word count: 1806
Warnings: Nothing, language
AN: So yes, this is kind of a few hours late since I didn't get onto my computer until about now. So sorry about that you guys!

I hope you enjoy though.

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Staring at the two lawyers that sat across from her, she watched as Uhura shuffled through some papers while McCoy scowled heavily down at his own papers. Galia took a deep breath and looked towards where the door to the outside waiting room was, her eyebrows furrowed. “So how is it all going?” she asked, not quite wanting to ask where Jim was just yet, holding out hope that he had taken a pit stop at the bathroom.

It's going well, I suppose you can say,” McCoy sighed as he sat back, groaning softly. “The judge is still debating about us being allowed to enter your various videos into evidence, or at least the ones that we decided on,” he continued, tapping his pen on the table. “Along with your journals. We've been letting Jim shift through those entries though since he's the only one who currently knows your alibi.”

“He's a good guy with a good head,” Galia said, smiling softly at the thought of Jim keeping her secret. She suddenly frowned and looked around. “Where is he anyways? Wasn't he supposed to come to see me with you two?” she asked.

“He had a sudden problem pop up and needed a couple of days out of the office to get his thoughts straightened out,” McCoy told her, looking up from his papers. “He did send his hello's though, and that if he has to leave your attorney group that he would hand over everything to me instead of Archer,” he continued. He smirked when Galia frowned to herself.

“I wonder what could have happened,” Galia sighed. Uhura snorted as she flipped through several pages of information. “What?”

“The little slut was probably all pissed off when he wasn't given what he wanted from Archer,” Uhura snorted. McCoy glared at her, hands clenched while Galia went stiff.

“And just what is that supposed to mean, Miss. Uhura?” Galia hissed as she leaned across the table, glaring at her. Her brown eyes flashed with warning.

“I mean that he tried to make us all believe that he's a little goody-two-shoes with a genius brain,” Uhura snarled at her papers. “I knew that he wasn't and that he probably slept his way to a lot of his higher grades.”

McCoy sneered and leant close to her, narrowing his own eyes at her. “Listen up, you two bit harpy. Archer was harassing him. That means that he was making unwanted and unappreciated advances. And Jim made damn sure that he knew that fact,” he growled. “Knowing you, you probably only heard a part of it and then decided that you knew what was going on. I know that you hate Jim for whatever reason, but seriously? You need to get off your fucking high horse and get over yourself.”

“Wait just a cotton pickin' minute,” Galia growled, narrowing her eyes as she looked back and forth between the two before her. “Are you tellin' me that the lawyer that I hired to get me out of this fucked up mess is busy tryin' to hit on one of his mentoree's? When he's on my dime?” she hissed, her accent coming through. “And let me guess, he's probably pissed off the one person that I actually trust in this group with my alibi?” she continued, looking more and more pissed off. “You have got ta be fuckin' with me.”

“Nope, I'm afraid not,” McCoy snorted. Uhura scowled and went back to her papers, unhappy that she had, once more, been caught not knowing the situation that she could have sworn she was right about. It was really starting to get annoying and was making her more than a little stressed out. “Archer pretty much told him that if he slept with him, he could make the rest of his years easy to get through. And apparently Uhura here thought that she knew what was going on once more. Her opinions on Jim clouded her judgment once more.”

“Oh just fuck off. Let's just get through this,” Uhura huffed before she handed over the opening arguments that she had typed up for Galia to go over. “These are the opening arguments that Archer had me type up. Just sign at the bottom of the one that you liked best,” she instructed.

“So what is Jim going to do now?” Galia asked as she took the papers. She put them down before her, staring at McCoy as she slumped in his chair and rubbed at his face in thought.

“When we were checking in, he sent me a text telling me that he was doing laundry and looking over a list of possible mentors to replace Archer if it came down to it,” he told her, shrugging one shoulder. “He really is not a happy man and is kind of depressed seeing as he had thought that it was his grades and papers that had gotten him on the team. But that is why I suggested him originally. I'm the one that goes through the classroom files and papers that we have on each person. I then compile the names and write down the reasons why they would make a good member of the team.”

“Is that how we were chosen for the team?” Uhura asked, blinking at him with some surprise as she sat back in her chair.

“Yeah. Why? Did you think that we had you write all those papers and fill out all those mock motions for nothing? Everything that you did went towards finding the right people for the team, Uhura. If I had know that you would have been like this though, I would have marked that down with your information. We need people that can work with others without jumping to conclusions without all of the facts,” McCoy stated, his voice cool. “I'll make sure that I'll keep you updated about Jim whenever we talk, Galia, though we should know what's he's planning on doing by the end of the week. Tomorrow I'm going to take him out to his hair appointment and then treat him to lunch so we can talk about it in detail.”

“Good,” Galia stated.

She finally turned to the opening statements and took the pen that McCoy held out in offering. Muttering to herself, she went through the first one and crossed out a few things as she read over it, scowling as she wrote out her reasons for striking out what she had. Done with the first one, she moved to the second possible opening and did the same to that one. She finally looked up and sneered.

“I think that he needs to stop smoking whatever it is that he's smoking and remember that I do have a business degree. I know legal bullshit when I see it,” she finally told them.

“Why do you say that?” McCoy asked as he leant forward. Galia shoved the papers towards him, allowing him to read over what she had crossed out in the opening statements. “I see. Yeah, you're right about that. They're gonna end up thinking that he thinks you did it,” she sighed, shaking his head. “I'll rewrite them and make sure that they're good enough.”

“They look alright to me,” Uhura sighed, huffing softly as she crossed her arms when Galia snorted at her, McCoy giving her a blank look.

“And thus the reason why you are writing them up. You're supposed to catch the way words sound when they are read aloud, or just the way they read as you go over them,” McCoy stated, tapping his pencil against the notebook with a smirk. “I think that you may need to take some cram courses on that particular subject if you can't even catch Archer's obvious mistakes. When you are given a list or a pile of opening statements, you are to go over them carefully and make sure that they read like the person they are talking about is as innocent as a puppy who is wagging their tail at you.”

“Which in this case, I am innocent,” Galia stated, waving a finger back and forth between them. “Thus why I hired a lawyer who is supposed to be the best of the best and his gaggle of future lawyers,” she stated.

“I bet that if you would just tell us your alibi that we would be able to get you off without a problem,” Uhura complained as she shoved her things into her briefcase with a scowl.

“You. You I don't want coming back, bitch,” Galia stated, sneering once at Uhura before smiling at McCoy. “You try to, in any way that you can, get Jim to come back to me. I trust him and I know that he'll do good by me. If I see the bitch here again, I really will be guilty of murder,” she warned as she stood. “Is that all?”

McCoy nodded his head with his own smile, handing over a packet of paperwork to go over. “Yeah, I will. This is the updated list and they include copies of everything that we have currently. I'll make sure that I bring copies of the videos and your journal entries. Or at least the bits that we're going to use if the judge will let us,” he promised as he stood and packed his own briefcase. He reached out and tugged on the pissed off Uhura's arm. “Come along, Uhura. I have to get back to do my paperwork and you have some more classes to attend apparently,” he told her, dragging her out of the room as Galia watched.

She shook her head and walked to the guards, allowing them to take her to her cell.

“I swear that I have never been so embarrassed by a students behavior as I am right this moment,” he hissed at her.

“Just go fuck yourself,” Uhura hissed, yanking her arm out of his grip and following him through the check out process.

She knew that if McCoy really wanted to, he could get her kicked off of the team and ruin her chance at the top spot that she wanted badly. So far it didn't look as if he was going to but he growled the entire time they were leaving the building. As they walked out of the doors, he pulled out his phone and sent a text to Jim with the promise of hot pizza, a good movie, and a long night of sex. He got a happy text back from the younger male and a promise to make sure that Jim would grab some more lube from his stock before he headed to McCoy's house.
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