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Jim Kirk! Legally Blond	By : Strailo Category: Star Trek > Star Trek Views: 2296 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Jim Kirk! Legally Blond
Fandom: Star Trek 2009
Part: 20
Characters: Carol, Jim, McCoy
Word count: 1,826
Warnings: Nothing really. Some lawyer talk.
AN: I'm not sure what to say really but that we have ONLY 6 more chapters to go after this one! Man, I am going to miss this world and I have no doubt that you guys will to. *hugs to all* But we'll get to that point when we get there.

For now, I hope you enjoy. We're starting to see Jim unravel the case against Galia with his lovely friends giving him a new perspective.

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Sighing and flopping down into the chair across from Carol, Jim smiled as he watched as his pretty blond friend organized her nail care supplies, humming happily as she shot him a knowing look.

“I was starting to think that you've forgotten 'bout me, it's been so long since you've seen me,” she teased, taking his head after a moment. She took in his nails with a careful eye. “At least you have been taking care of your hands,” she huffed. Jim just chuckled lowly at her.

“Yeah, well I remember the last time that you chewed me out, and I really didn't want to repeat that again,” Jim drawled. His eyes flicked over to where McCoy was sitting, tapping away on his laptop and earbuds in his ears. “But my friend was nice enough to bring me to get my hair trimmed. And then I heard that you had a cancellation so I decided to take it,” he drawled. “And he is nice enough to not really care that I'm taking so much time to just enjoy myself while getting a manicure. He actually gets them himself but I think that he's looking for someone new for his nails.”

“Get him to make an appointment for me and he can give me a try,” Carol said as she worked on trimming his cuticles. “I can always use some new customers and I do enjoy having you lawyers come to me. It makes me feel all important,” she chuckled.

“Oh, my dear, you are very important. Trust me on that,” Jim said, reaching out and tapping her nose with a finger on his free hand. “Can you also use some of that nail hardener today too, please?” he asked, smiling brightly at her. “I was cleaning all day yesterday and my nails are hating me because of it.”

“That's not a problem,” Carol promised as she found the proper bottle that she needed, putting it to the side with a hum. “Now, tell me what has you so sad and unhappy, sweety. You're radiating with the unhappies,” she stated as she put down her clippers and found a new emery board.

“How is it that you always seem to know when someone is not happy? I doubt I'll ever know, but I got to tell ya, it's kind of creepy,” Jim stated. Carol just snorted at him as she started to shape his nails, smoothing out the rough parts before giving him a long look. “Ah, right. You are an all powerful, all knowing nail care expert. You can read someones nails and the person so that you can get all of the juicy gossip.”

“Precisely,” Carol drawled as she shifted the finger in her hand slightly. “So, tell me what has gotten you into a huff and puff tizzy so much that you cleaned your dorm. I bet you it's sparkling,” she drawled.

Jim just sighed as he slumped in his seat, allowing her to manipulate his hand as she wanted. “It's my mentor,” he finally said as he watched Carol finish with the first nail. She pulled out a soft nail and skin cloth to wipe it free of nail dust.

As she cleaned it, she asked, “What did he do?” She was soon moving onto the next nail, happy with the way the first nail looked. She looked up when she felt the twitch of his hand.

“Well, he apparently decided that I'm someone who needs to sleep with my teachers to make my schooling go that much smoother for myself,” Jim snorted. He shook his head and sighed unhappily. “I made sure that I told him off and then warned him that I might not want to come back by the end of the week.” He pouted. “I really hate to leave Galia though. She needs someone who she knows she can actually trust. And outside of me in the team, she's only met McCoy, Archer, and Uhura. She hasn't met Sulu or Chekov yet though she has heard of them.”

“Isn't Uhura the stuck up twit who hates you?” Carol asked as she worked on the nail with her emery board, switching to the nail clipper only once to trim the nail back. “That one who came in here and then decided that her nails were to good to have my boards used on them?”

“She did? I didn't know that,” Jim said, unsurprised by the fact that she hadn't liked the place, but surprised that she had come in at all. “Well, not that she was a stuck up snob about her nails. But I am surprised that she decided to even step foot in here at all, much less take ten seconds away from her precious boyfriend. Why did she even come?”

“The owners had a sale for a basic pedicure during certain hours for whoever came in as long as I had the time,” Carol stated. She smiled brightly at him. “I ended up with four new customers and several others who will eventually come back for a full on treatment. But because of that sale, I'm now nearly booked solid for the next month.”

“That's always good. Means that there's a lot of commission possible for you,” Jim said, shrugging as she wiped his nail off with the cloth and started on the next nail. “But I still have to figure out how to get Galia off if I do stick around. I can't exactly use her alibi since I'm not going to fuck her over. But there is only so much wiggle room that I can actually get away with when it comes down to her case.”

“Have you looked at the witnesses for the prosecution? And I mean really looked into every bit and piece of information that they gave in their testimonies?” Carol asked. She raised a perfectly formed eyebrow, her eyes never leaving the hand that she was working on. Jim frowned in thought at her, his friend catching the look when she looked up at him. “My parents were actually lawyers. They had a small time practice mind you, but they were lawyers nonetheless. I just didn't have the drive to become one, unlike my brother. So I went to beauty school since I love doing nails, and he went to school to be the new lawyer of the family,” she admitted.

“That's interesting. So you know all sorts of things but you don't have the formal training to go with it?” Jim asked, Carol nodding and pulling a smile from him. “I like you better as a nail person,” he said. “But still, I really don't know what I'm going to do when it comes to this. We have all of this information that they told the cops but not really a lot outside of that,” he said. He thought as he nibbled at his bottom lip, watching her work.

“Get down and stare at the smallest of details that they said?” Carol suggested.

Jim frowned and reached down into his backpack at his feet, finding the file and opening it on the empty space before him. “Little details, huh?” he drawled as he started to read over the transcripts from Amanda Barnett. His lips turned downwards as he read. “I think I might have an idea but it means that I might have to subtly take over the case through McCoy,” he said. He looked over to his partner and smirked. “Hey, McCoy! Can you come here please? I need to talk with you and clear something before I do it,” he called out, waving his partner over to the nail station.

McCoy sighed as he pulled his earbuds free, closing his laptop at the same time. Picking up his laptop bag, he carried both items over to the nail station before he pulled a chair up to it, sitting down as he eyed the file that Jim was holding. He stared at the other hand that was being worked on. “What is it?” he asked, nodding in greeting to Carol

“Well, Carol here had a good suggestion. She suggested that we look at the little details of the prosecution witnesses statements, but I'm thinking that Archer will probably not go for it,” Jim said, tapping the file with his free hand.

“What kind of details are we talking about?” McCoy asked. He sat back as his mind put the puzzle pieces of what Jim was going to suggest, already working out how to best get it done.

“The small things,” Carol said as she cleaned off a third nail with the wipe and started to work on the fourth. “The day to day things that they did during that day. Who they saw over the course of the day. Who came in and out of the house. That sort of thing,” she replied.

“See? Here and here, both times, the cabana boy, Froman, talks about the time that he was there for the murder but he didn't go into full detail as to what he was doing. If we can get him to slip up with the information, we can break things down and hopefully get the case dismissed,” Jim said, having McCoy hold the file so that he could point with his now freed hand. “It would need to be done just right. But...”

“But Archer doesn't go for the little details, no matter how useful. I know,” McCoy sighed, rubbing at his face before tapping his thumb on his bottom lip in thought. His eyes narrowed as Jim continued to watch Carol work her magic on his nails before finally washing them and letting him soak that hand. As she started to work on his other hand, he smirked and leant forward. “You know, there is a ruling out there that allows a lawyer in training to be the head lawyer as long as an established lawyer is their second seat,” he said.

Jim looked at McCoy and stared before he smiled brightly, letting loose with a delighted laugh. “Oh by all that is fashionable, really?” he asked in excitement. His partner nodded his head and made him smile even more. “Well, we'll just have to tell this to Galia since she's the one who has to sign off on it.”

“I really have no doubt that she will just love it and want to pay you just as much as she's having to pay Archer,” McCoy chuckled. Jim smirked at him.

“Would you look at that? My first paid gig. I can tip Carol rather nicely this time then,” he teased, making his two friends laugh before they settled in to discuss strategy for the coming trial. There was no reason not to be fully prepared for everything that was to come after all.
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