Title: our best men with thee do go

Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Donne.
Warnings: AU
Pairings: none stated
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 148
Point of view: third
Notes: thanks to dreamlittleyo for reading over this

From what they know, which isn't a whole goddamned hell of a lot, Spock somehow got loose long after he should have passed out, made it to engineering, and sabotaged the engines. Then he commandeered some little guppy of a ship, blasted his way free of the Narada, and flew on a collision course into the main deck.

The ensuing black hole(and they still don't know what caused it) swallowed the Narada and everyone aboard.

Spock sent one last transmission from the little ship, to Lieutenant Uhura. She made a formal report about its contents, but Bones only cares about one part: Captain Kirk is dead.

The Enterprise docks at Earth a far more somber ship than when she left. The surviving crew are hailed as heroes.

Bones quits Starfleet and goes to Iowa. He doesn't keep in contact with anyone, and he never looks to the stars.