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(K)night in Black Armor (Part 28) – Spock (Mobster!AU)

Pairing: Spock x reader

Warnings: mentions of death, sickness,

Words: 3479

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“Spock! What the fuck are you doing? Spock! That’s not the time for fits of anger! Do you know what you’re doing?! Spock!”

“I am trying to minimalize the damage” suddenly he stopped, had a checking look before he dropped the tool and pulled you back upstairs “Disconnect your phone and laptop from the Wi-Fi if you want to keep it”

“Please what? Spock, what’s wrong with you?”

“Do as I said” you were shocked by his tone so you only gave a nod and did as he said, also switching off the devices. Then you went to his office where you found Spock typing commands on his computer and had a look at the phone with the countdown, which now was down at 2 minutes 51 seconds. You swallowed and placed your hand on his arm. Then he took the flash drive he had chosen, looked at you and put the stick into the respective interface on his computer. Then he opened a file that was on the drive. In curiosity, you looked at him, watching how he took out a tablet from the second drawer and switched it on.

“Spock!” you shouted when you saw how random letters and numbers and symbols littered the monitors. But he didn’t seem impressed and kept looking at the countdown phone

“Please let it work” he silently pleaded

“Work what? What’s wrong with your computer?” he didn’t reply but when the countdown disappeared on the phone you let out a muffled cry of success before getting to work on his tablet, typing commands in a speed that you couldn’t even read the words you understood. Finally, he bit his lip and seemed done. Slowly, the numbers on the phone disappeared and you saw the countdown again, just that it had stopped zero minutes, 43 seconds. “Spock?” you asked when it really stayed at that number before the screen went darker and finally switched off completely “What does that mean? What-what happened? Is it defused? Did it work?” he still said nothing and took the phone, dropping it to the floor and crushing it with his boot. “Spock!” you shrieked, grabbing his arm “Am-am I safe or-or?” when he didn’t reply, you shook him “Did it work? We’re talking about my life!” then, he seemed to out of his stiffness and he pulled you against his body, pressing you as close as possible.

“Yes” he finally choked out “the bomb is deactivated” he sounded out of breath and you let out a happy squeal, mixed with a sigh of relief. After a while, you looked up at him, leaning up to place a loving kiss on his lips

“I knew you could do it” you whispered and stroked his face “Spock, you’re really hot”

“You often say that” he chuckled

“No, your skin is so warm” you placed the back of your hand on your forehead “And you’re sweating? Are you okay?”

“It was just the nervousness and perturbance” he assured you, taking your hands in his and pressing a kiss to each of them before letting go of them.

“What did you even do?”

“Connected the phone to the internet of the computer and sent it a virus over it so that I could access the programming of the bomb countdown”

“Oh. What about your computer?” it still had the numbers on it “Does it have a virus too?”

“Yes”

“But it’s your own virus… I mean… you made it, right?”

“Not quite. It would be too dangerous to continue using it” he let out a chuckle “Bones always used to joke that I loved my computer more than you. Now he has the proof that I do not”

“What about the Azienda? Did you send it to them too?”

“No that is why I have been in the server room”

“You cut the Internet connections”

“Indeed”

“But doesn’t that ruin business?”

“Perhaps cause a damage of a couple ten thousand to a few hundred thousand dollars. Plus another few thousands to restore the infrastructure. I did tell Jim to install redundant servers to minimize data loss but he wouldn’t listen”

“Oh”

“What is wrong?”

“You- you did that all because of me” he cupped your face

“I could not lose you”

“You guess you’ll be in trouble for cutting the servers off?” the telephone on his table rang and he looked at you after he glanced at the number

“At least I suppose they noticed” he cupped your face and pressed a kiss to your forehead “Perhaps you should go upstairs” you only gave a nod and squeezed his hand before you threw a last glance at the mess on the table and went upstairs.

Of course you wondered what Spock had because he had thrown a glance into your room after the phone call and told you that there were a few things he had to take care of. You had offered him your help because it was your fault after all but he refused, saying you should make yourself a nice evening, order some food and do something to relax. He didn’t seem to care about your protests that you wanted to enjoy your evening with him and not alone. The only thing that helped a bit was the fact that he stayed at home, probably plugging in the server cables he had not cut. So you cooked something for the two of you and ate your portion in front of the TV before you went to the basement with a plate for him.

“Spock? Are you still here? I thought you might be hungry” you got no answer “Spock?” then you saw him kneeling and leaning against one of the racks “Oh there you are” you walked closer but he didn’t’ respond “Spock?” you put the plate down and sat down beside him, gently shaking him. It was of no use so you shook him harder, crying his name. The only thing you achieved was that he tilted and fell into you, unconscious. With a gasp you checked his temperature again and he felt even hotter, also the sweat was still there. “Spock?” you started to get scared and held your hand under his nose to see if he still was breathing, which he luckily was. Not sure what to do, you cradled him against your chest and stroked his hair while you were crying. Then you swallowed and got up, gently putting him on the floor “Hold on, I’ll get help” you promised and ran upstairs, taking your phone and switching it on. Now you were glad that you had switched it off. “Bones!” you shouted after dialing the number.

“(Y/N)? How can I help?”

“It’s Spock… he’s hot and sweating and he fell unconscious I guess”

“He what? When did he faint?”

“No idea. He’s been in the server room the last hour or so. I found him there. But I noticed his temperature and sweating earlier. About three hours ago”

“Do you have any idea what it could be?”

“N-no… I mean a computer virus really can’t affect people?”

“Of course not. Despite the fact he’s thinking and working like a machine. But don’t worry, I’m on my way” you only made an agreeing sound and gave a sad nod. You went back to the server room, placing his head in your lap until Bones arrived. “Help me getting him upstairs to the couch” you nodded and did as he said. “Let’s see what’s up with you” while he was working he was asking what he had been doing in the past hours, what he had eaten or if he’d been exposed to any kind or substances he shouldn’t be.

“No. Nothing. Unless something happened while he was away with Medusa. I mean before he came here to defuse the bomb”

“I see. Did he get injured during the fight?”

“No, not really, he got hit a few times. And the small cut on his upper arm”

“Was it Medusa who cut him?”

“I-I guess so, why?”

“Damn it Spock, you stupid idiot”

“Why? What’s wrong?”

“Do you know what Medusa means?”

“The monster from Greek mythology that turned men into stone?”

“Yes, but it’s also Italian for jellyfish”

“So?”

“There’s a class of jellyfish called box jellyfish. They’re venomous”

“You-you’re saying he’s poisoning him?”

“He tries that with most of his victims. Which arm was it?”

“The right one” you said with tears in your eyes. Bones tore down the leave and you saw that the wound looked different. The bandage was gone but instead he had attached a ziptie to his arm above the injury.

“You stupid dimwit” Bones muttered “You should have called me right away. That’s not the time to play hero”

“What-what can we do?”

“It’s probably too late for this but please bring me some vinegar” you gave a nod and hurried to the kitchen and got what he wanted. The doctor poured some of it onto a towel which he attached to Spock’s arm.

“Will he make it?”

“I’m quite sure he will. It’s not always deadly, you know? And Spock also has been taking small doses of the venom to make himself immune. At least he tried to”

“You’re saying it could be worse?”

“Yes. But in his case I’m quite sure he’ll just suffer for a few days” he let out a snort “Which is funny. Because for other humans, the venom is more harmful and he just gets unconscious and maybe vomits some hours with a few other symptoms. But if you give that guy a hot chocolate, he’ll almost die on you too”

“His allergies are no fun and neither is his injury”

“I know” you looked down

“I think he saved my life several times today”

“And he’d do it again just after he wakes up. Heard he blew up his computer to save you from the tiny bomb?”

“He put a virus on it so that the phone with the countdown got it”

“Damn. I’d have never thought he’d go that far with his beloved computer. That shows he’s really in love with you”

“I know” you said, taking your husband’s hand. “Can you do something for him?”

“Maybe later. I’ll stay here for the night but it would be good if you could have an eye on him too. I bet that once he wakes up he’ll want to go to the bathroom and stay there for the next hours”

Bones was right. Shortly after Spock had woken up, he staggered to the bathroom where he vomited into the toilet. When he was done, the doctor came back to check up on him again and ask him a few questions before leaving again. But Spock stayed bent over the toilet for the rest of the night and you stayed with him, even though you suddenly fell asleep. In the middle of the night you woke up again when you felt something touching you. Slowly, you opened your eyes and saw that Spock had put a blanket over you.

“You’re unbelievable” you muttered

“You should go to bed” he replied, stroking your hair

“No way. In good and bad times, remember?”

“Technically, our oaths have been slightly different”

“I don’t care. I’m staying” you moved closer, placing a hand on his shoulder “How are you feeling?”

“A bit better than earlier”

“Can I do something for you? Would you like some food?”

“That can wait until the morning” you gave a nod and nuzzled his back

“Why did you tell no one?”

“If I had, Bones would have treated me right away. But I was certain that Medusa or Seth would plan revenge and I wanted to be there to help you” you shook your head in disbelief

“Then why not calling Bones after I was saved?”

“I had to minimalize the damage I have caused but I suppose I was weaker than I believed”

“Yeah, seems so. Promise me that next time you’ll get help sooner.”

“I will try to”

“That’s the best I’ll get, huh?”

“It is”

“You really are something. And I don’t think I’ve thanked you enough for what you did for me yesterday”

“There is no need to. I promised to protect you and this I did”

“You were ready to sacrifice yourself”

“If you recall, you too have not listened to me when I told you to flee and remained behind to help me”

“Fair enough” you chuckled “Can I at least bring you some water?”

“I would not say no to this”

Bones had cooked Spock a light breakfast; a vegetable broth with potatoes. To your relief, Spock ate more than you thought he would and went to the couch afterwards instead of the bathroom. You sat down beside him, leaning your head against his shoulder and falling asleep again. But when the door opened you woke up again. It was Jim and you swallowed he looked at both of you and gave a nod

“How are you two doing?”

“I’m good” and Spock explained that he was feeling a lot better. Your hand slipped into Spock’s “Is he in trouble now?”

“For what?”

“His revenge act against the Romulanos and the server incident”

“It was just money. He already said he’d cover at least half of the damage he caused and takes care of the repair costs for the hard- and software. The two bodyguards are not a problem anymore. The only ones who truly cared were Seth and Medusa… which is the bigger problem”

“Jim” Spock said and his glance fell to you

“I know. But that she has to know” Jim ran his hand over his face “Medusa died in the course of the night. We don’t know if he poisoned himself of if it was the injury. In that moment, some Romulanos are at the Stella and seem pissed that no one’s there they can vent their anger on.” you swallowed and looked down. Spock placed a hand on your back rubbing it gently

“And now? What do we do?” you wanted to know

“I’m sorry” Jim said “But we can’t discuss that with you. In fact, Spock won’t even help because he’s sick and the mess is his responsibility. But he deserves an update on what’s going on. Besides, I still value his inputs.”

“I see” you gave a nod and kissed Spock’s cheek before you went upstairs.

As far as you could judge the situation with the Romulanos seemed pretty good. At least your friends could return to the Stella only three days later and Spock assured you that you didn’t need to fear anything for the moment. Of course you were curious what they had done but you doubted you’d hear it. After all, you currently had other problems right now. Well, it wasn’t a problem but it had been five years since you had gotten your hormone spiral for birth control and you now needed something new. Since it concerned him too, you discussed it with Spock but he was quite unhelpful because he said it was your decision in the end and you could use the method you preferred. A part of you even wanted to ask if he thought that contraceptives were necessary at all or if he wouldn’t care if you got pregnant. After some consideration, you finally chose the contraceptive patch. At least Spock accompanied you to a gynecologist, so that you could discuss the details and get the prescription for it. Much to your horror, the doctor asked you to undress for the examination. But you successfully could avoid one after about ten minutes of discussing but you had to plan another appointment in two weeks, with a female doctor.

“You should not have made such a fuss” Spock said when you were in the car on your way home

“Oh? Judging by your look you were that close to snapping his neck when he started talking about the bimanual palpation. Maybe I just wanted to save his life”

“(Y/N), I understand that it is unknown to you because you have not been examined like this before but it is for your own good”

“Is that a reference to the fact that I worked at the Stella? Suddenly that bothers you?”

“It does not bother me. I only want to ensure that you are alright”

“Well I am”

“Does the thought of the examination make you uncomfortable?”

“Dunno… it shouldn’t… but it does”

“It is no shame. I will come with you if you want” you shrugged

“Only if you promise not to hurt her if she hurts me”

“I hope it will not hurt you at all”

“How about you do a quick-study in the two weeks to be able to perform the examination yourself? After all I only had some ‘unofficial’ examinations before and all we need to know is that I’m healthy. No need that at doctor needs to know it”

“You would let me perform it?”

“Fuck’s sake yes. More than anyone else. Why wouldn’t I?” you placed your hand on his

“Besides, there will need to be an appointment where you have the spiral removed” you groaned before you opened the package of your patches to read the information leaflet.

“We’ll probably have to use condoms for a while too that the contraception really works” you said quietly

“That does not matter” he squeezed your hand.

“Maybe I’m just scared because I remember how much putting the spiral in hurt. I got in the year I was eighteen, before my birthday. Once I was of age, I didn’t want to work because I was scared sex would hurt just as much” he looked at you and part of you thought he’d say or ask something but he didn’t, instead giving your hand another squeeze.

At the beginning of April, Spock approached you, saying that there was some kind of annual meeting for mobsters of all the San Francisco families and asked if you wanted to accompany him.

“But the Romulanos?”

“It is a peaceful meeting… as long as nothing is provoked. It is like an ant jar”

“Huh?”

“If you put two kinds of desert ants in a jar nothing will happen. However, as soon as the jar is shaken, they will attack and kill each other”

“Oh. Have you ever experienced something like this?”

“Once, when I was a fourteen”

“What happened?”

“I am not allowed to give you too many details, however, I had just joined the Vulcano family officially and my father took me to the meeting because he was the advisor of our boss. I never knew what exactly happened that the situation escalated but all of a sudden everyone had a weapon and shooting ensued. Some tried to escape, others honored the codex and helped the women out first. So did I and was bringing out one of the Romulano women. Someone came after us and in our fight, in which also my father engaged in, she was killed”

“Oh no. Did you know who it was?”

“Not in the beginning. She got injured and my father told me to get her into safety. I tried to and when I was outside, I was approached by Medusa. He seemed to believe I was responsible for her death. Respectively blamed me for not having been able to save her”

“She was his wife” you concluded “That’s why he hated you” he gave a nod “And that’s why you didn’t want me to be a part of the mission… because you feared he’d find out who I am and get revenge”

“Yes” he nodded

“But if I came to this meeting… do you think something would happen to me?”

“I doubt they would attempt such a thing during the sit-down. We all know that it could start a war between the families. It is a gathering that is supposed to be peaceful and keep the peace between us as well as possible”

“I guess I’d like to come. I mean… wouldn’t it look bad if you didn’t bring me? Like you don’t trust them?”

“Perhaps. This could be a reason our wives are there as well, to prove that we are not planning something” you shrugged

“Well, I guess I need a dress for the occasion. I’ll go check my wardrobe” you wanted to run upstairs but he caught your arm.

“Wait. I thought we could go and buy you one”

“Oh. Sounds great. Of course only if it doesn’t end with sex in the changing room again”

“First of all, that was in a sex shop, and secondly, you did enjoy it”

“I was fucking terrified” you shook your head “God, sometimes I wonder what happened to the guy that would blush when he saw me naked”

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