Mirror Spock was resting in his bed taking a nap in his assigned quarters. Once upon a time he had been a commander of a vessel. And had a T'hy'la, a loving husband, his adun conquering and destroying worlds that refused to be part of the terran empire. It was a sudden, unexpected development regarding his t'hy'la's passing. He was becoming a dangerous asset when it came to his command suddenly veering off from his usual. The captain losing what made him a great leader. He lowered his shields and dismissed his guards which was a rather large indicator something had gone wrong. Spock had to forcefully pin his husband against the wall to see what was wrong. There was a entity in control of his body and it was determined on changing the empire. Spock had no choice but to use the weapon Jim had used against Pike to climb the ranks. Seeing his friend, his adun, vanishing in a bright color when the doctor walked in.

Mirror McCoy left the terran empire after the five year mission and became a rogue, but renowned lethal, torture expert. A rogue doctor on the prowl. Doing it for free with a assistant, so he heard, while they both went into darker paths. It was his logic that the young man was dissolved. It was his fault the bond hadn't killed him. But why? He couldn't make sense of it because he otherwise felt a pulsing, living bond. He thought it was the last he had seen the doctor when arranging himself to Vulcan. Seeing the crew for what felt to be the last time and interacting--Lieutenant Uhura was the one most hurt by his departure. She felt more than most of the women aboard. They had served together on away missions and used her to break dilithium deals and entering the empire. He missed arguing with the doctor, that, he would care to admit. It was not a sign of weakness but a sign of what humans referred to as "affectionately missing". It was quite surprising to see him in a white attire with a high collar, short sleeved shirt, and long pants. Well trimmed, just like Spock. They shared a nice, short conversation.

Mirror Jim was sitting down along side the bed combing his hands through the man's head, gently, even though the Vulcan could not feel it. There was a longing look from the translucent ghost appearing to be sad. The vulcan was snoring away, quite unaware. He lacked a beard or any form of it. Devoting himself to being illogical meant shaving away what part of logic that bound Vulcans to operate without feelings. He was slowly freeing himself letting go of the logic. It felt like shackles being let go. The door to his quarters opened for T'Sai with both hands behind her back. She was in a dark colored attire.

"Mr Spock," T'Sai said, her voice carrying the Vulcan from his rest. "You have visitors."

Mirror Spock leaned up.

"I do not have immediate family interested in visiting me," Mirror Spock said. "Highly rational of them to visit but not advisable."

"They are not your parents," T'Sai said. "You have more family than you care to admit."

Mirror Spock raised his eyebrow.

"Intriguing," Mirror Spock said, lowering his eyebrow.

"They are in the visiting section," T'Sai said, then left.

Mirror Spock shifted into his boots. He made his way out of the room followed by the shorter translucent figure. The hazel eyes darted from passing Vulcan to passing Vulcan, quite wary, of attackers. Mirror Spock did not stop when a Vulcan came speeding toward him with a look of intent. No! The mirror Captain thought, as grabbed the oncoming Vulcan by the shoulder. Then with sheer force and anger sent them tumbling down to the ground with a hiss. Mirror Spock passed them without giving a care of whether or not the other Vulcan was fine. Mirror Spock.

"Mr Spock!" Mirror Kirk shouted. "Defend yourself!"

Mirror Spock stepped aside out of the path of a Vulcan who Jim tackled and twisted their arm taking them out of service. It was a annoyance for the captain to go through this with his former first officer. Since he was the product of a scandalous affair that was high profiled and controversial, one would think that the Vulcan valued his life over others. Mirror Spock had his hands inside his long sleeves. Mirror Kirk was thoroughly annoyed. Was his death that impact for the Vulcan that not only did he come here to get rid of his logic? The one thing that made him Vulcan? Did he want to turn insane? It felt like a highly, yet likely scenario. The only place that a person like his Spock would belong is the criminally insane asylum. Insanity was cured long ago.

Finally, they came into a room with a circular table. There were three blue stools behind it and one chair in front of it with a back rest. There were 3-D chess set on each table in groups of three. At it sat one familiar man with a pointy eared man and slanted eyebrows. McCoy had his hands on the table in a fist when he looked up in the direction of the much taller, but aged Vulcan. His face had changed over the past few years since they last encountered each other. Mirror Spock came to a stop staring back at the human who now stood up with his hands on the table and his eyebrows raised, half startled at the sudden change in the Vulcan.

"Spock?" McCoy said. "What happened to your goatee?"

"I shaved it," Mirror Spock said.

"Oh," McCoy said. "You made a problem with me. You have to fix it."

"Tonk'peh, brother," Mirror Sybok said.

"What problem did I ever cause you, Doctor?" Mirror Spock inquired. "Asides to the emotional loss of your colleague."

McCoy frowned.

"You mind raped me, damn it!" McCoy said. The mirror Spock grew a surprised expression. The doctor walked around the table. He shook his fist. "There are somethin's that you left in me that are not appropriate for mine!"

"And why bring my brother into this?" Mirror Spock inquired.

"It was the best idea," Mirror Sybok said. "And it was quite logical."

"Yes," McCoy said. "It was. Except we got lost and had to get directions."

"As I said before, it has been too long since I visited Gor," Mirror Sybok said.

"Doctor," Mirror Spock said.

"Because to save your ass requires comin' here and fixin' your problem," McCoy said. "And from callin' Pree, the other me, rogue me, is still at the hospital with her," The Vulcan frowned. "At least he is not part of the T'hy'lara package in my world."

Mirror Spock's face turned long.

"We are soulmates," Mirror Spock said.

"No," McCoy said. "I refuse to remotely agree with that statement!"

"That is what I told him," Mirror Sybok said, earning a glance from the Vulcan as he shrugged.

"I cannot be responsible for the Vulcan to be in pain from losin' another," McCoy said. "It will hurt me more than losin' Jim," He stepped forward with a scowl on his face. "I sure ain't leavin' until you fix it."

"You are not the kind to fix," Mirror Spock said. "It is highly illogical."

"Your knowledge, ass hole, is not my strong suit," McCoy said.

"Did you hear what he just said?" Mirror Spock asked.

"I did," Mirror Sybok said. "This human does not need to know everything about this world."

"Taking the skin off patients, torturin' them, puttin' them on a bed of needles just to see how they react to pain," McCoy said. "I don't live to see that in my sick bay. I live to see others bein' healed and I can't walk into another sick bay with that imagery . . . in . . . my. . head!"

"I cannot fix you," Mirror Spock said. "No one can change someone else into their liking."

"I am not talking about that," McCoy said. "I am talkin' about the memories."

"Memories make you who you are," Mirror Spock said.

"You can make me forget what you put into my head," McCoy said. "These memories have nothin' to do with me bein' the man who I am," He pointed to the Vulcan's eyes with his two fingers. "I am not someone who stands out of sick bay, I am a doctor."

Mirror Spock sighed.

"My apologies, doctor," Mirror Spock said.

"Damn right you should," McCoy said.

"And what brings you here, brother?"Mirror Spock asked.

"It is a matter I rather speak to you in private," Mirror Sybok said.

"Father sent you," Mirror Spock sounded bitter about it. "You did not have to be his messenger."

"My motives are not that, brother," Mirror Sybok said.

"Trust me, his motives leave you with him longer than I will be with you," McCoy said.

"Kaiidith," Mirror Spock said.

Mirror Spock placed his hand on the side of the doctor's face then said, "Forget," the Vulcan looked through the memories to find what didn't belong. Then he saw himself with long hair and in dirt clothes and bushy eyebrows. The last time he had bushy eyebrows was before he met Captain Kirk. He found the alien memories that did not belong to the doctors universe and removed them. Suddenly, Mirror Spock was struck by heavy, familiar emotions only outright furious. Mirror Spock grasped the psychic link to feel that it was delicate and fragile for the doctor. It was very thin. What was radiating from the doctor's mind easily spoke what was making him go this far. The fury that the doctor was holding was toward Kolinahr and his counterpart. It appeared to the Vulcan that they had to talk over an issue. Mirror Spock ended the mind meld stepping back.

McCoy smiled, relaxed, and relieved with the gap in his teeth.

"Thank you, Mr Spock," McCoy said.

In a sudden electrical surge the doctor vanished before his eyes.

"I need your help," Mirror Sybok said, as Mirror Spock turned toward the man. "There is an issue that involves your doctor McCoy."

Mirror Spock raised his eyebrow.

"How so?" Mirror Spock asked.

"It is a suicide mission," Mirror Sybok said. "Rumors say he intends on rescuing pro-terran empire Vulcan hybrids."

"That is a rational choice," Mirror Spock said.

Leonard, Mirror Spock thought feeling his emotions get to the best of him.

"It is a illogical choice and you know that, brother," Mirror Sybok said.

"You did not come out of your interest to convince me to stop my path," Mirror Spock acknowledged.

"The Empire asked me," Mirror Sybok said.

"Where?" Mirror Spock asked. "I will stop him."

"Hellguard," Mirror Sybok said.

Mirror Spock's heart sank.