AN-So here's the redone version of Enterprising Young Men. Hopefully, some of the problems that were in the last version have been fixed and things will be more easily understood and questions will have been answered so the story is more enjoyable. If any mistakes are found, please point them out to me in a constructive way so that I can fix them as soon as possible.
The pairings have changed, as well as some of the major plot points so even if you think you know the first one, please give this one a look see. You won't be disappointed.
Title: Enterprising Young Men 2.0
Summary: Lily wasn't a Saint, Petunia isn't a demon, and Harry Potter gains family in odd places. Star Fleet will never be the same. SLASH! SLASH! SLASH!
Pairings: Scotty/Harry, Sulu/Checkov, Bones/Chekov, Spock/Kirk...all subject to change!
Warnings: SLASH! SLASH! SLASH! I can't say that enough. SLASH! Language, violence, substance abuse, brief mentions of child abuse, sexual situations, underage sexual situations, age gap between partners. All other warnings will be stated as they apply.
Disclaimer-I own nothing. No copyright infringement is intended or implied. No profit is being made from this work, and all recognized property remains the sole intellectual property of their copyright holders.
A new story will be put up shortly, a Harry Potter/Supernatural crossover with a pretty unique story line if I say so myself, along with a redone Even Heroes Bleed. Please check them out if you get a chance, comments and reviews are always welcome.
A big big big big thank you goes out to my awesome beta FearMeFrancis and my wonderful husband who looked over this first, despite his dislike for the slash content. They are the only reason it is halfway legible. I am slowly but surely going over all the responses to my beta request and making decisions, but I am also still taking applications for a second beta. FearMeFrancis also gets a special shout out for breaking through the block I had on this and enabling this hopefully awesome new version.
"He's so small..." Leonard Horatio McCoy couldn't tear his eyes off the small bundle in his arms, his heart thudding in his chest as he tried to soak in every aspect of the infant.
"He was two months Premature, Leo, he's much bigger than he was." Lily Evans Potter came up behind him and reached down to smooth the small bit of black peach fuzz her son had back from his forehead, a soft small smile gracing her features as she stared at the most important thing in her entire world. "I wanted you to see him, though. You've been so hard to find lately."
It wasn't accusing at all, but Leonard still found himself flinching back from the statement while trying and failing to come up with an excuse. There wasn't one, not for his behavior, and he wasn't going to insult Lily's monumental intelligence by trying to give one. He had no excuse for not visiting during the pregnancy, or for not showing her he cared as much as he truly did. Leonard Horatio McCoy had always been a coward, and fatherhood would not buck that trend.
"I'm sorry" was all McCoy could force himself to say. Lily just sighed, shaking her fiery hair and moving towards the camera that she always kept on hand since she first found out that she was carrying a child. "I know." It was all that had to be said, and McCoy went back to staring at the perfection he held, tracing every aspect of his son's face.
No, not His. Not anymore. He'd given up all legal rights to the small boy the moment he allowed James Potter to adopt him. It hurt, even now it it hurt, but it was the best for the boy.
And that was all that mattered.
He'd always heard that being a parent was all about sacrifice, he just didn't think he'd get that from the very beginning.
"What's his name?" He hadn't asked since he got here, as engrossed as he was in soaking in every detail about the baby. "Harry James Potter." Lily's voice was soft, and as McCoy looked up at the name, more emotion than he knew he could hold was flooding through him.
He blinked rapidly as a bright flash went off, blinding him momentarily. Harry started screaming in his arms, small arms waving angrily in the air and green eyes watering. Leonard tried his best to comfort him while Lily just laughed as she watched.
Twelve Years Later
Leonard McCoy fingered the picture he had stuffed in his pocket before he stepped into this farce of a court proceeding, wrinkling it beyond repair. He listened to each and every one of the character witness Jocelyn and her damn lawyers had been able to call explain just how much of a failure he had been. "He was never home. Jocelyn was always tied to the house taking care of sweet JoJo. Poor thing was never able to have a life while he was drinking himself into a stupor every night." Mara Stevens, Jocelyn's best friend since they were all in elementary school, had really put on the water works from the moment she sat in that chair, holding up proceedings for five minutes as she 'fought' to get herself under control. McCoy wasn't surprised, he had expected no less. Though that didn't make it any easier to hear.
It would have been easier if it wasn't true. He had been a horrible husband, a horrible doctor, and a horrible father. To more than one child, but McCoy pushed that thought resolutely from his mind and focused on what was going on around him. He couldn't go back and fix that any more than he could fix this. He'd made his mistakes, he would have to live with them.
"He was never social at work. Dr. McCoy is always brusque, his bedside manner is atrocious, and he is utterly convinced that he's always right. He doesn't accept help, cusses worse than my grandpaw, and all the staff is scared of him. I can't imagine him being any different at home." McCoy sat stonily in his chair as his peer played down every life he'd saved, every child he'd given a parent back to, because he hadn't. Been. Social. It was maddening, infuriating, and ridiculous, but McCoy kept his peace. Only the clenched hand stuffed in his pocket showed his anger. It didn't help that the man was sleeping with his wife. Ex-wife. Soon to be ex-wife. It didn't really matter anymore.
It was his mother-in-law, the old harpy that had never approved of him even when they were younger, that gave him the first sign of hope that things were not going to be as bad as he had thought going into this nightmare.
"Leonard McCoy is the worst thing that has ever happened to my little girl." The self proclaimed Southern Bell spoke softly, having to be told to speak up several times by the court reporter, but there was a length of steel that underlaid her words. If anyone was going to put the nails in his coffin, it was going to be Mary Bell Higgins. She knew everything about their marriage, had from the very beginning, and she was not the type to keep anything back. All the dirty laundry, all of the skeletons they kept in the closet, would come out. And all he could do is sit there and take it.
"Are you going to refute any of this?" John Conners, McCoy's cousin and attorney, leaned over and spoke quietly in his ear. "If you don't, there is no way we can win this one. We are tanked before we even get started." McCoy just shook his head. "There's no point, John." He turned his head back towards his executioner, beginning to tap out a rhythm with his fingers on his pants leg as he tried to ignore the filth and recriminations that were flowing from his ex-mother in law.
"My Joce could have been anything she wanted. Top of her class, brilliant, head of the debate team. She had a career and stardom ahead of her. I told her not to marry that...boy, that he wouldn't give her the stability and opportunities that she deserved. The McCoy's have never been the most stable of families, and Leonard is not any different. He never has been. Between his father's illness sucking more and more of his time from my baby, the drinking, and forcing Jocelyn to stay home with Johanna all the time, she was drowning!" Mary Bell was getting more and more emotional as her testimony rolled on, her blue eyes that were usually calm and demure to the public, cold and biting to those who knew her, were welling with tears.
And then she said it.
"The only good thing he ever did for my Jocelyn was dropping his whore and their ill begotten son when she asked him to. And even then she had to destroy the letters to make him keep even that promise!"
The courtroom was so quiet that you could hear a pin fall, the judge slowly moving his hand away from the gavel he had atticipated using. Jocelyn's attorney's jaw dropped and James dropped his pen, sending it wheeling across the floor.
Leonard could only turn and stare and Jocelyn, who had placed her head in her hands, and glare. She had done what? Lily hadn't stopped sending updates on Harry?
McCoy had to fight to keep himself from showing the anger and betrayal that was flowing through his veins, gripping his fist so hard around the picture in his pocket that he could feel it rip, knowing that if looks could kill he would be an ex-widower.
Things went simply from there. He still lost everything, there were too many facts stacked against him for it to go any other way especially with the Judge being Jocelyn's little known and little loved until he was needed cousin, but he gained the most important thing. The only thing that mattered. Joint custody, he wasn't going to lose Johanna like he had Harry. Jocelyn hadn't been able to take both his children away from him, no matter how much she tried.
And if some one up there was feeling generous, he would be able to reconnect with the person he missed most. And fix one of his biggest mistakes, very very soon.
McCoy stood up from his chair, shook hands with James and headed down the aisle without looking at the hysterical Jocelyn pushing Mary Bell away from her screaming about how she'd lost her little girl. He had to find Lily, and James, and most of all Harry. That meant only one thing.
Next stop, Merry Olde England.
AN-There's the Prologue. Its short, shorter than the full chapters will be, but I didn't want to overwhelm each chapter like the first version. Either way, Read and Review, let me know what you think.
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