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: 25
Characters: Many
Word count: 2,280
Warnings: Language
AN: Next week shall be the last week for this story. I feel so sad. *whines* But I still hope that you enjoy this. :D
But first I want to say sorry about not posting this chapter last week. Shit happened.
Most notably, I landed a cold because of the turning seasons. Yes, we have seasons here in the desert. Granted there's only like 2 and a half seasons, but meh, who's counting?
Anyways it's getting to that hoody time of the year and my body took that as a chance to become sick! Damn colds. So last week was spent, mostly, trying to write, sleep, and in a cold medicine induced haze while sneezing so hard that I tugged something in my back.
Several times.
But here is the first of the last 2 chapters and I do hope you enjoy!
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They sat at a table in their now favorite jazz club, all of them. Jim was swirling his beer around and laughing as Galia squealed, squishing Chekov close to her chest, making the poor guy blush bright red. Sulu just rolled his eyes and grabbed his lover, tugging him away from their new friend and soon to be employer. He continued to chuckle as McCoy rolled his eyes in amusement, pulling Jim closer to him as his hand stroked over one hip.
“You two are seriously sickeningly sweet,” Galia teased them. She chuckled when Jim simply stuck his tongue out at her before he rolled his eyes. “But really, here's to the two best damn lawyers around and their very bright futures,” she said, holding out her own cup of Sex on the Beach. The group smiled and tapped their own bottles and glasses to her own before taking a swig of their drinks.
“It's not our fault that we finally figured this shit out,” Jim snorted at her, waving his bottle, finally addressing her comment about them being so sickeningly sweet. “I have to say though, that angry sex is really quite awesome,” he purred. He smirked as he remembered the way that they had gone from arguing to admitting their love for each other just a couple of days before. They had ended up fucking hard and fast against the kitchen wall. He was surprisingly still sore and it made him shift in his seat.
“I don't need ta know about yur sex life. I really don',” Scotty complained from his seat, making Jim laugh brightly at his friend. “Oh? Did I tell ya? Little Mrs. Galia here has hired me on as one of her new team of lawyers. I'll be puttin' my abilities with the public ta good use and workin' as her publicist,” he said, smiling at Jim and McCoy.
“You finally found something that you like doing?” McCoy drawled, raising an eyebrow over his own glass of whiskey.
“Oh, aye, that I have, my friend,” Scotty chuckled. “It'll pay me good money and we're gonna expand her exercise brand from just tha videos inta a whole line of exercise tools and the such,” he said happily.
“I was asked and have agreed to being her tax lawyer and to make sure that all accounts are good. On paper though, she is my final thesis paper. Afterward though I will be the head of her accounting team. Until that time though, Scotty is my official boss outside of Galia,” Chekov chirped happily, beaming when they clapped for him.
“Congratulations on your new position, Chekov,” Jim chuckled. He waved down their waiter and put in an order of fresh drinks for them all. “And what about you, Sulu? Are you going to work for our dear Galia too?” he asked.
“I will be indeed working with her,” Sulu said, smirking smugly as he held his lover close, looking down at him. “I have to keep this trouble maker out of trouble after all.”
“He'll be working in the background as a lawyer, making sure that everything going on is legal. All nice and tidy. He does paperwork like nobody's business,” Galia chuckled, shrugging. “Now, I do have to ask you two something.”
“And what would that be, darlin'?” McCoy asked as he finished his glass of whiskey, putting it to the side. He smiled gently at her, feeling relaxed and happy.
Galia smiled at them and leant forward. “How would you two like to be my two main lawyers? Say like when I need to sue someone over some shit, or to get some idiots off of my back about something stupid?” she asked, looking pleased with herself. “The pay per hour would be worth it even if we weren't close friends already. You guys really saved my ass and your entire team has done nothing but good things for my reputation since the end of the trial. So I want the best and I'm willing to pay for that.”
Jim put his bottle of beer down and stared at her with wide eyes, turning to look at his equally surprised lover. “Did she just ask us what I think she just asked?” he breathed. McCoy nodded his head, his eyebrows up in his hair as he stared at their friend.
“Yeah, she just did,” McCoy chuckled finally, shaking his head before he looked down at his lover. “And I think I kind of like the idea of it.”
“You do realize,” Jim started as he turned to Galia, crossing his legs under the table, “that I still have three more years of college to go before I can be a full lawyer without McCoy having to watch my every step right?”
“Of course I know this shit. When you graduate, you'll get a lovely bonus for it. The better your grades, the better the bonus. And then you'll get a pay raise,” she said, taking the two contracts that Sulu handed over to her, sliding them to the two men.
Taking the contracts, the two lovers settled in to read them over, smiling at the fact that once Jim had graduated, he and McCoy would be the heads of her team of lawyers. They would make sure that everything was running smoothly so that she could focus on building up her empire. They would make good money for all of their work and would be allowed to take on any cases that they wanted to in the long run. As long as said work didn't cut too horribly into their work for her. She would also tell people about them if they wanted her to.
The bonus that she had promised started at twenty-five thousand dollars if he was at the bottom of Jim's class.
Needless to say, they did sign their contracts, Sulu acting as the notary since he had been drinking and promising to have them filed fully and correctly by the next week.
During the rest of their year, all the way up until it was time for summer classes to begin, things only became better for the group. Chekov and Sulu became engaged finally, becoming one of the first couples of their graduating class to exchange vows the next summer. They were both ridiculously happy, even with their homework load, and Galia swore that she was going to host the wedding at her new home. The two were happy together, and were also looking into renting a small apartment near the campus. Neither of them were ready to buy a house.
At least at the moment.
Galia had ended up finding a new best friend in Carol and was often seen going to see her for a nail appointment at least once a week. She also went for a full mani-pedi anytime that she had a big event that she needed to look her absolute best for. It meant that her nails were well cared for and Carol got some amazing tips.
And once Galia had found a hidden gem in the salon's hair washing girl, so was her hair.
As for her house, she had decided to sell it. Half of the money had gone to a jailed Amanda Barnett, since it had been half given to her in her father's will. Seeing as she couldn't legally keep the house, Amanda had agreed to the sale. Galia on the other hand just couldn't stand living there now that her husband had died. And in such a brutal way.
She had ended up with a tidy sum for the mansion and land, moving to a smaller place with a larger plot of land so that she had plenty of privacy. When asked why there, she had told them that she was going to spend some time just mourning her husband, eating ice cream and gaining some weight before she worked it off to start on a new line of exercise videos.
Scotty's work as her publicist, unsurprisingly, had done nothing but kind things to her previous sales.
Carol on the other hand had quickly found herself in charge of a group of nail stylists as the manager and head nail stylist. She was still happily dating her delivery man and they were actually talking about moving in together as soon as she could break her lease on her apartment. She was suddenly making more money than she had thought possible, and the owner of the salon was talking with her. The building next door had opened and he was thinking about turning it into a nail salon with her as the manager over there while their current building put up more chairs.
She was finding herself deliriously happy for the first time in a long time.
Scotty had finally found his true calling in being Galia's publicist. Beyond the fact that he got to work with her closely, he was getting to travel the world with her when she went traveling for things. He loved writing up all the ads, and the press releases. He was also working on getting a blog set up for her.
He was also well known amongst his friends to come back with something cheesy from where ever they had gone off to. That part of his personality hadn't changed and they were glad for that.
Jim had bet that Scotty would heal Galia's heart and they should probably expect another wedding within three years.
Archer on the other hand, wasn't experiencing a very good time, unlike his team.
His reputation had gone steadily down the drain since Jim had left. More so after an anonymous tip was given to a local newspaper about him sexually harassing his students for good grades and an easy ride. It hadn't taken much prompting for the newspaper to dig into it a bit and come out with reports of several students who had ended up changing their classes to get away from him.
And to find those who had actually taken him up on it for a very short time. Names were never once given, but the inquiry into his activities by the school had nearly finished off his reputation with his clients.
McCoy had shared with them that it had most likely been Uhura who had dropped that information, much to everyone's amusement.
Uhura and Jim, surprisingly enough, got along well enough to be able to work together without fights. She had decided that being a defense lawyer instead of a prosecutor was fun, and wanted to be able to work her best. She had gone to Jim to figure out how he thought and worked, getting to know him. During that week, she had become much more comfortable with her life and a lot less judgmental.
When her parents had found out about her change in her outlook, they had been appalled by it. Spock had simply been aroused by it.
As proof of that, they were expecting their first child in close to five months, and she had already set it up to be able to continue her schooling while at home for the first year. She would still graduate on time, and had a good job lined up with a child friendly law firm.
Spock though had finally just sat down one day, gotten drunk, and actually thought about what he had ended up doing to Jim. He had gone to talk to Jim the next day, hung over and sick, and apologized for being a dick. He had also decided that he didn't need to follow in his father's footsteps, or his grandfather's to be great. His decision to change his path had lead him to starting his own small law firm when he graduated. It would be in the same small town that Uhura's future job waited for her, and he would happily create wills and fill in all the spots that the other law firm couldn't.
They were planning to marry in June with Jim playing the Maid of Honor for Uhura.
As for Jim and McCoy, they had found their balance in their relationship. After nearly a year of dancing around each other and trying to deny themselves that is. They still had their fights and their disagreements, but both men agreed that they had found a rich, true love with each other. Jim had moved from his dorm room into McCoy's house as soon as the first year was over, knowing that he would have very little classes where his lover played assistant or was the actual teacher.
McCoy found that he often dragged himself home for hot food, even hotter sex, and a warm, loving partner who made sure that he took care of himself instead of spending so much time at work. He couldn't find it in himself to complain when Jim snorted at his large chain dry cleaners in disgust, and ended up taking him to a place that got his suits so clean they looked new. Or when the other man replaced the now broken couch with a new one that they knew could withstand their sexual escapades on it.
After all, he knew that Jim showed his love by taking care of his people, and McCoy didn't want him to stop because he loved seeing how his lover lit up when he was truthfully thanked.
None of their lives were perfect, they knew it, but they didn't care about that fact. They had their partners and friends, and their futures were looking very good. They couldn't wait for what was to come.
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