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Have u watched damien tv series? I would really like to request a fic. Its based from horror movie the omen and damien is played by bradley james or arthur from merlin.😀 btw do u have some arthur fic?

I haven't seen that, maybe one of the other Admins has though? I'll check in with them, but for now we do have a couple of Arthur fics:http://iamtryingtobecreative.tumblr.com/tagged/ArthurThanks for your message 😊- Admin Jenna

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can u list the fandom you accept request for?

Sure thing, Here is the page with the list, although I'm there are more we can add too. If you don't see your fandom on the list, just send a message :)

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Reader/Moriarty

I put a few requests together here, to knock them off the list :)

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"What do you think?" Moriarty asked, unfolding his menu as you sat down, "Nice isn't it?"

"Stunning." You agreed, looking around the place before landing your eyes on him. Your fiancé was completely interested in the menu rather than you.

He spent most of the meal in silence, letting you talk about the wedding instead of interjecting any thoughts of his own.

"I've been thinking a lot about the seating," You started, tapping the table to bring him back from dreamland, "Who from your family is coming?"

He shook his head and lifted his wine glass, "Nobody."

Your jaw all but dropped, did he not want his family to meet you? How could he drop such a bomb on you so calmly.

"Moron was invited. He hasn't gotten back to me yet." He continued, still not looking at you as he swished the liquid around the glass.

"Nobody?" You asked, trying not to sound as hurt as you felt, "Not even your parents?"

The slight crack in your voice caught his attention, and he set his glass down, "I haven't even spoken to them in years, trust me, it's better off this way."

"Do you love me?" You asked, dropping your voice to a whisper.

Those words sent him back, "Do you even love me?"

When he had first met you, he had acted as though he were interested in pursuing you romantically, only to be able to kill you later on. However, you had melted the ice around his heart, and he couldn't go through with it.

The night he proposed you had asked him for the first time, "Do you even love me?"

"Of course I do." He promised, taking your hand in his, "I adore you, if I didn't, would I be giving you this?"

He then pulled out a stunning engagement ring, and dipped down onto his knee.

Of course you had answered yes, and now you were doubting if you had made the right choice.

"Of course, you know that I adore you." He assured you, waving for the check, "Tonight is going to be all about proving how much I love you."

You weren't sure about what that meant, but were very intrigued. With Jim it could mean a number of things, although he would probably want start in the bedroom.

As soon as he got you home, he rid every shred of doubt from your mind and left you in a happy daze.

The wedding came and went, with as few problems as possible, and you weren't even that bothered by the lack of his family.

Several months later and you were expecting a little lad or lady in a short while.

So, Jim decided to take you out, you had kept him up all night for the past week with weird cravings and needing extra pillows, so he was trying to hide how grouchy he was.

You were stopped outside a candy shop, waiting for the light to turn, when you tapped Jim's shoulder.

"Darling, I would love something sweet. What do you think?" You asked, resting your hand on your stomach.

"No, I think we have plenty of sweets at home, you don't need to spend money on more." He snapped, pinching the bridge of his nose.

You were taken back, and if it weren't for the overflowing hormones you would've been fine, but you weren't. You actually started to cry, over candy.

Jim noticed and began apologizing profusely, "I'm sorry dear- Driver, pull over, we're getting my wife some sweets."

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Drabbles based on these prompts are open, if you want to request any while I work on writing existing requests

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Reader/Kylo Ren

Send a number and character for a drabble :)

11. “For some reason I’m attracted to you.”

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Kylo made his way through the halls of the ship, with his normal 'move or meet your end' aura surrounding him, so everyone stepped aside, while bowing their heads to avoid his gaze.

He didn't pay them any attention, he had something on his mind, well someone. Y/N.

She was the only person who was genuinely interested in his well-being. Sure, it was her job to make sure he was doing what was asked of him, while destroying as little of the Star Killer Base as possible; but she seemed to actually care.

It could be his imagination, but he would rather just enjoy her company. He could be human around her, and not have to worry about his image, it was comforting for him to have her around.

He got to his room, a little later than he had intended, but Y/N was there.

 He paused for a moment, to take her in through his helmet.

She sat on the edge of his bed, but stood up to greet him.

"Have you been waiting long?" He asked.

"Not too long, but I understand you had an audience with Supreme Leader Snoke just now." She said, "How did that go?"

"Fine." He answered, cringing at how sharply he said it.

"I see," She said, mentally taking note of that, "Did Hux try something?"

"Of course he did." Kylo said through gritted teeth.

She went over to him, holding her hands to the bottom of his helmet, "How about we take this off?"

She took it off as she had a few times before, and she finally got to speak to him face to face.

She set it down on his bed and pulled him into a hug, "I know you're doing the best you can, Hux is just selfish. Not to mention jealous of how much Snoke prefers you to him."

Kylo almost smiled at her attempt to cheer him up, "Why do you care so much?"

You shrugged as best as you could, "I don't know, for some reason, I'm attracted to you."

He didn't know how to react to that, but muttered something.

"I'm sorry?" She asked carefully, not wanting to upset him and not knowing if she had overstepped.

"I used to think that all emotions except anger were a call to the light, but I think I can make an exception." He explained, clearly flustered, "I've always felt differently around you."

"I feel the same way." She assured him, holding him a little tighter.

"Really?" He asked quietly, resting his cheek on her head, completely comfortable with her, "I love you Y/N."

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Send in a number and a character for a drabble :)

I used this generator and wound up with twenty prompts that I liked the most:

1."He was unconscious when I found him"

2."Where does a child hide in a small town like this?"

3."Could you be happy here with me?"

4."I'm telling you - the guy was a complete stranger, just walked up and gave me the bag."

5."H-how long have you been standing there?"

6. "Did you enjoy yourself last night?"

7. "Am I supposed to be scared now?"

8. "Could you be happy here with me?"

9. "Do you ever think we should just stop doing this?"

10. "There's someone in the house!"

11. "For some reason I'm attracted to you."

12. "I'll find her and bring her home, I promise."

13. "Oh my God. You're in love with her."

14. "This isn't just about you. It's about what's best for all of us."

15. "Why did you scream like that?"

16. "Why didn't he come and talk to me himself?"

17. "Move away from the door and let me at him."

18. "You really make me feel like I'm not enough."

19. "The way you flirt is shameful."

20. "It looks like you're in trouble there. Can I help?"

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Reader/Magnus Bane

You didn't know where to turn; your sister needed help, and she couldn't last much longer. Even the most complex of healing runes couldn't fix this one; the demon had inflicted her with a poison far deeper and more powerful than anything any of you had seen before. Only those with demon blood, a warlock, could possibly be able to understand and heal a wound of this severity, and even then, only the most powerful of warlocks. There was only one person who could fix this. You rushed to the grand building, a seemingly bland edifice to the mundane eye, and headed up to the penthouse loft. As you knocked on the door hurriedly, panting from a mixture of panic and breathlessness, the door opened slightly. "I don't recall inviting any children of the Nephilim." He stopped, his cat eyes widening and a grin spreading across his face to mimick that of the Cheshire Cat's. "But, I can make an acception for the hot one," he said, motioning towards you. You blushed; it's not every day you get a compliment from the high warlock of Brooklyn. As you walked through the loft doors and placed your sister on the couch, Magnus made his way over to examine the wound. "Ah, the wonders of greater demons. Gotta love a good Ichor infection. I'll see what I can do." Your heart began to race; your sister was fading fast, and you knew it was only a matter of minutes before... Just then, a blue spark of light began to sprout from the palm of Magnus' hand. Suddenly, her eyes began to flutter, a sign that she was alive and waking. You were stunned, and clearly he could see it written across your face. "Surprised, Shadowhunter? Well, I must admit, the demon's affects were strong, but when you've faced as much as I have, you learn to be stronger. She should be alright." "By the Angel," you muttered in compete awe, "I don't know how to thank you." "Well, that brings up a point we haven't yet reached: my payment. " Finally, you were snapped back to reality. "Of course, I can pay you whatever you want. You saved my sister's life, and that's worth everything." You weren't about to spill your guts to the most powerful man in New York, but your sister was all you had left; she was your everything. "Yes, I assume you Shadowhunters reward handsomely," he said, his emerald cat eyes shining brighter than any witchlight ever had, "but it's not money I desire; it's a date. With you." "With me?" You stuttered. Sure, he had called you hot, but being asked on a date opened a whole new set of doors, and a whole new world of confusion. He stared into your eyes, waiting for a response. "Well, yes, I don't just work for free you know. Besides, we'd be a perfect match; the devilishly handsome warlock clad in glitter, and the Shadowhunter in black who's just dying to be with him. You can come back here on Saturday around 8, just try not to bring back any more injured Nephilim." You uttered a quick yes (unsure of how else to respond), and left the apartment with your sister, an inevitable grin of pure joy plastered across your face. You were going on a date with Magnus Bane. You couldn't wait for Saturday.

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Reader/Magnus Bane

As you walked up to his loft, you struggled to find the words to say. How to end a relationship with Magnus Bane? You didn't want to, by any means (after all, he was the high warlock of Brooklyn), but you couldn't help but think that this was all simply temporary; that he'd find someone else, someone with powers far beyond those of any normal human such as yourself. Finally summoning the courage, you knocked on the heavy metal doors of the loft for the final time. "St. Magnus's Home for Wayward Mundies. Come in, make yourself at home." He winked at you as you passed the threshold, nearly making you melt. Were you doing the right thing? Yes, you had to end it now. You couldn't deal with another heartbreak. As Magus made himself comfortable on the couch, motioning for you to lay next to him, you remained on the edge of the dark leather cushion, attempting to push the words out as fast as you could. "Look, I know that these past few months have been amazing, and you are definitely nothing like anyone I've ever been with before. You are fantastic, and not just with your abilities- you're thoughtful and understanding and immensely kind, and-" "Are you trying to break up with me?" He interrupted, listening intently with a look of severe confusion plastered across his face. "I've been around for quite a while; I can tell when I'm being broken up with. Is this about what happened at Chairman Meow's birthday party? No,it's Peru, isn't it! I knew -" "No," you replied, "it's none of that. I just think you'd be better off with someone who is as powerful as you are, and not someone like me. Normal. Boring. What's the word again?" "Mundane?" "Yeah, that." You muttered, choking back tears and praying it wasn't noticeable. Magnus brushed the hair off your face, taking your hand in his. "My dear, there is nothing mundane about you."

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Reader/Kirk

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As soon as Bones said you were free to go, you were out of med bay. He didn't even fully have the words out, but you were exhausted and just wanted to sleep.

You started walking the halls, and remembered that you and Kirk were supposed to get together tonight. So, you headed to the main deck, where he would no doubt be for a while longer.

When you got through the doorway, you heard a chorus of "Hi Y/N." "The Doc let you go early?" "How's it going Y/N?" and "Oh, hey Y/N." from your friends.

"Hi guys." You greeted, resting on the back of Kirk's chair, "Hi James."

"Hey, I thought our date was later?" He asked, looking up at you, "Whoa, you look done."

"I'm so tired." You groaned, resting your head on your arms, "Do you know how many cases I handled today? If someone else came in I was going to lose it."

"Come on," He waved, "Sit with me."

You went around the front of the chair and sat on his lap, reclining into his chest so that you could put your head on his shoulder.

"You should consider becoming a chair professionally." You suggested, daring to shut your eyes for a moment of peace.

Before he could even come up with something to say to your opinion on his career choice, James heard your breathing slow.

"Y/N?" He asked, looking over at Sulu who just shrugged.

"She looks asleep Captain." He observed, "Want me to wake her up?"

"No." Kirk shook his head, "Let her sleep, I think..."

"Whatever you say Captain." Sulu agreed, turning around to hide the laugh he was trying to hold in. I mean, seeing your Captain being used as a chair, that was a sight for sure.

So, Kirk sat there, and after a while, fell asleep himself. The crew was never going to let him hear the end of this one.

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Reader/Mulder

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It was nearly two in the morning, and he was at it again. Your neighbor was making some kinds of ungodly noises, which figured since you had to be up early for work in a few hours.

You had never really seen the man, only a few times in passing, but you heard him have fits like this more often then you'd care to remember. However, this one seemed different, he was normally out of them by now. Was something else wrong? Was it more than just some kind of nightmare?

You kicked your covers off you and pulled on a robe over your pjs before grabbing your phone and heading out into the hallway. You knocked on his door, hoping it would be as simple as that; he would wake up and you could go back to sleep.

However, that isn't how it happened.

He quieted down right after you knocked, and came to the door.

"Who is it?" He asked skeptically.

"Hi, uh, I'm your neighbor? I wanted to see if you were alright." You said, "It sounded like you were having a night terror."

"Nope, I'm an insomniac." He said, "Work and all, the stress of it kind of... Gets to me."

"Oh, alright, I'll leave you alone then." You said, "Goodnight."

You started to leave and he opened his door, "Wait, thank you, for checking on me. That was very considerate."

You nodded, "What are neighbors for?"

After that you parted ways and you tried to catch some more sleep, but failed. And at 7:00, when you were making breakfast, there was a knock at your door.

"One minute." You called, wiping your hands on the nearby washcloth, "Coming."

You looked through the peep hole, and saw it was him again. You unlocked your door and pulled it open, "Morning, did you get any sleep?"

"No," he answered, adjusting the box of cereal he had under his arm, "I heard you up and figured we could eat together."

"Oh, yeah sure." You agreed, stepping aside to let him in, "Come on in."

He stepped through your doorframe and looked around, taking everything in as you shut the door. He then made his way to your table and set his bowl down, before pouring cereal in.

"So, what do you do?" You tried, setting your breakfast down near his, "I mean, what job is sp fantastic that it's worth never being able to sleep properly?"

"I work for the FBI." He said bluntly, borrowing a spoon, "Left mine at home."

"The FBI huh?" You asked, "I can see why you're so stressed. Whenever you watch a cop show their cases are always so intense."

He nodded, "That's the perfect word to describe it, intense... What do you do?"

"Well, I'm currently in between jobs, so I'm working retail." You explained, "Not so fun, but it pays alright."

He nodded in agreement before something dawned on him, "I never asked your name."

"I'm Y/N." You said, "And you're Fox right? Our mailboxes are next to each other's."

"Fox Mulder, yeah." He said, "What time do you have to go in? I don't want to hold you up."

"I have to be in for 8:00, so oh crap." You said, noticing the time, "I'm so sorry to do this, but I need to finish getting ready."

"Don't worry about it." He said picking up his bowl and box and heading towards the door, "Same time tomorrow or would you rather sometime in the afternoon?"

"How about later today, if we're both home?" You asked, moving your now empty plate to the sink.

"Perfect, see you then." He said, letting himself out and waving the spoon he had borrowed from you, "I'll remember to bring this back."

"See you later." You said, smiling at him as he left.

He sure beat the other neighbors, and maybe he was single too...

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Reader/Kili

Idk, my family was getting to be a little too much, so I escaped for a bit to write something christmas-y :)

You rubbed your freezing hands together and tucked your scarf deeper into your jacket as you walked through the mountain admiring the decorations.

There were candles everywhere, letting off a different, more festive glow. Across the railings were garlands of green fir branches, and every once in a while you would come across a wreath with bulbs and pine cones adorning it.

Everything was beautiful for sure, but because of all of the dwarves arriving for the holidays, there was a seemingly endless breeze of winter cold sweeping into the mountain. You gasped as the cold nipped at your red and irrated cheeks, and blew out some of the nearby candles.

You moved the blown out candles to lay behind anything that could block the wind and took another candle to relight them. Who knew when somebody else would’ve noticed and gotten around to lighting them again.

“A little cold there huh Y/N?” Kili teased, making his way down the stairs to you, “I told you to bundle up, there’s a blizzard out there. With everyone coming and going-”

“I know, I know.” You interrupted, holding the candle tighter to warm your hands a little, “How are you not freezing?”

He glanced at his attire before shrugging. He had on an extra layer sure, but no scarf or gloves or anything in particular to keep him warm.

“I would’ve thought Lady Dis would have you bundled up.” You pointed out.

“Don’t need to.” He said, “I’ve got a fire going in my room that’s so strong, I had to come for a walk to cool down.”

You stared at him for a moment, “You mean to tell me, there’s somewhere in this mountain that isn’t frozen solid… And you didn’t think that was something I would like to know?”

“My apologies.” He laughed, throwing an arm around your shoulders, “Come back with me, we’ll get you thawing in no time.”

You agreed, eager to feel your toes again, and he walked you to his room. You had only ever been there a few times, and had forgotten about his fireplace completely. If only your room had one.

He opened his door and you felt the warmth immediately. He led you inside and shut the door behind you, before he leaned against the foot of his bed, facing you over at the fireplace.

“Better?” He asked, leaning back on his hands.

“You have no idea.” You whispered, rubbing your hands together furiously infront of the flames, “This is amazing Kili.”

“Glad to be of service.” He joked, “Do you want to take your jacket off? You’re making me sweat just looking at you.”

“Charming.” You teased, undoing your scarf and tossing it on the chair that was pulled over to the fireplace. You unbuttoned your coat and pulled that layer off too before removing your gloves and pondering losing one of your sweaters too.

“How many layers are you wearing?” Kili asked concerned. He pushed off of the bed and rubbed his hands on your upper arms, “Surely you can’t be that cold?”

“I’ve got six blankets on my bed.” You said, wiggling your toes in your boots hoping the three pairs of socks and the fire together would unfreeze them.

Kili stood behind you and wrapped his arms around your chest, “Now I feel bad, if I knew I would’ve had you up here sooner.“

"How rude of you to withhold this christmas miracle from me.” You teased, resting a hand on his arm, “It’s alright, you made my holiday much better… Just expect to see me here a lot more often now.”

“I wouldn’t mind that.” He agreed, stretching to kiss your cheek, “Merry Christmas Y/N.”

“Merry Christmas.” You repeated, savoring the moment (and the warmth) for as long as possible.

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Happy holidays to all and may next year be everything you want and more <3 - Admin Jenna

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Reader/Gerard Way

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You walked towards the venue, the cold nipping at your cheeks. You had your coat wrapped around you as you made your way to the front door. You checked your watch to see that you were late thanks to the traffic on the way there.

"Going to the concert?" You heard someone ask.

"Oh, uh, yeah. Traffic was just crazy." You said, keeping your pace up, "Are you?"

"Eh, I'm thinking about it." He replied.

You froze, you knew that voice. This was the voice you had paid so much money to see. How had it taken you so long to recognize it?

You realized you were staring and flushed, "I'm sorry, I-I-I-"

"Don't be sorry." He said, putting his cigarette back between his lips and inhaling, "We're both a little late, but I needed a quick pre-gamer."

"I don't want to bother you, but could I get a picture? Or an autograph?" You asked, still in awe of who you were meeting.

He posed with you for a picture and signed your t-shirt before he went to go inside.

"Hey, let me do one better." He said, "Let me see your phone."

You handed it over to him and waited for a moment before he gave it back.

"Hope you have fun tonight." He said with a wink.

After the concert you checked your phone and saw that he followed you on twitter and sent you a DM.

Hey, hope you had fun tonight. Let's hang out sometime?

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Reader/Desmond Miles

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"Hey Y/N, look what I got." Desmond announced as he pushed your door open. He made his way over to were you were sitting and kissed you.

"What did you find?" You asked, looking at the bottle in his hand.

"Gin." He said beaming, "Let me make you my signature drink."

"What would that be?" You asked, having heard about his time bartending.

"You can wait to find out." He said, making his way to your cabinet to raid or ingredients.

"Here you are, a Shirley Templar for the lady." He announced, handing you the drink.

"A Shirley Temple?" You asked.

"Uh uh, not 'Temple', 'Templar', there's gin." He clarified.

"I see." You said, sampling it, "You're pretty good at this."

"I hope so, I did do it for a while." He laughed, "Anything else?"

"I may need a refill eventually, but for now, tell me anther one of your stories." You requested, taking another sip of the beverage.

"Alright, what one haven't I told you before..." He paused to think, "How about... while I was hitch-hiking right..."

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Reader/Colby Granger

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You had fallen asleep at the office, more specifically in Colby's chair. You had been waiting for him to come back to the office, and when he was later than expected, you started to drift.

When he finally arrived, he found you in his chair while he put away the case file. He checked the time, if he got you home now, you could get a couple hours of sleep before work.

He kissed your forehead, which woke you up enough for him to explain that he would carry you out to the car and take you home to rest.

"I was waiting up for you." You said with a yawn, making sure he knew you hadn't planned to fall asleep.

"I know Y/N." He said, "Just go back to sleep, it's okay."

He brought you home and brought you to bed, before he climbed in beside you.

"Thanks for waiting up for me." He whispered, "I love you Y/N, sleep tight."

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Reader/Khan

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"Y/N, I need you on the main deck." Kirk yelled as he passed you in the hall. You stopped what you were doing and looked apologetically at your coworker, who nodded for you to follow your brother.

"Jim, hang on, what's happening?" You asked, catching up to his fast pace.

"We have a prisoner." He explained, "A very dangerous one."

"Shouldn't the captain be on deck? Want me to deal with him?" You asked, "I mean, I'm not on the ship to cover you whenever you get bored in your chair up there on the main deck."

"I know that Y/N." He groaned, stopping in front of a door, "Fine, you can handle it, if anything goes even the slightest bit uncomfortable, leave and get me."

"Yeah, okay I promise." You said, shooing him away to get to do your job. You entered the room where the prisoner was detained, and he perked up upon hearing someone new enter the room.

"They sent a woman? Are you here to check my vitals?" He asked, "I expected the Captain to show up."

"He's occupied at the moment, so you got someone even better." You said.

He was intrigued there, not many people claim they're better than the captain of the vessel they're working on.

Your brother had you check in on Khan so many times a day, and soon you actually began bonding with the prisoner.

Which is why one day, you went in and Khan greeted you, "Hello again my love."

You felt your cheeks redden, but tried to mask it with your confidence, "Khan, today I actually am here to get some vitals."

He nodded, and got ready to be pricked. When he stuck his arm out, and you started to collect what you needed, he brushed his thumb against your arm.

He dropped his voice, so that only you could hear him, "Would it be wrong of me to-"

"I'm going to assume yes, it would be." You stopped him, knowing your brother would be in any second to finally see the prisoner, "Not now, at least."

Your hand laid on his for a while until you heard the doors open and pulled back, shutting Khan back away.

"Jim, you're samples." You said, handing them off.

"She's a phenomenal woman." Khan mentioned.

"Oh yeah? How would you know?" Kirk asked.

Khan didn't answer, but Kirk seemed to catch on a bit, "She's my sister, Y/N, you can't come down here anymore."

"Whoa, wait-" You tried.

"No. Someone walk her out." Kirk ordered.

The next time you saw Khan, he had broken free and found you before getting off the ship.

He grabbed your arm and dragged you away, pulling you close to whisper, "They're looking for me, I don't have long. I'm escaping. You can come with me."

"No I can't, Jim's my brother." You said, "I can't leave him."

"I love you." He said, hearing the boots running your way, "But I have to go." He kissed you quickly and you decided to go with him. Jim could always save you, he wouldn't give you up and then you could have time to think about it.

"Let's go." You agreed, seeing the pleasant surprise in his eyes as he grabbed your hand and you started to sprint together.