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Emotionally Compromised
Prologue
Amanda Grayson shifted uncomfortably in bed. She was trying not to wake her husband. Moonlight streamed into their room from many windows, the gentle wind ruffling their thin, white curtains. Amanda knew she would not be able to sleep tonight. She couldn't help but wonder if tonight was the night. She had never been pregnant before, so she didn't know.
A strange sensation rippled through her body, something which she knew must be a contraction, because of the immense amount of pain that came along with it. A cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and she inhaled sharply. She was frightened all of the sudden.
Amanda rolled over as best she could and shook her husband on the shoulder in an attempt to wake him up. "Sarek," she whispered. He stirred, but he did not wake. "Sarek!" she said loudly.
He awoke with a start. "What is it?" he asked, rubbing his eyes and propping himself up on his elbow. His hair stuck out in every direction.
"I'm having the baby, Sarek," she said, forcing a smile.
Sarek's eyes widened in alarm. "Oh," was all he could manage.
Despite all of the agonizing pain and backbreaking effort, Amanda was the happiest woman alive when her baby boy was born. The doctors cleaned him up a little and then handed him to her after wrapping him in a warm, soft blanket.
Smiling broadly at her sleeping son, she glanced up at her husband perched beside her. He caught her glance, and smiled back at her. That took Amanda by surprise. Sarek hardly ever smiled. In fact, she could not even remember the last time he had.
"We are blessed with a handsome son," Sarek said.
Amanda traced her fingers over the tip of her son's delicately pointed ear. "We are. He is so wonderful. I love him, Sarek." She paused and giggled. "He has your ears."
"Clearly," he replied, not getting the joke. Sarek rested his hand briefly on his wife's shoulder. "You did a good job."
"Thanks," she said with a laugh.
"What shall we call him?" Sarek asked.
"He should have a Vulcan name, so the other children don't hassle him too badly, but…I would like it if he had a human middle name," she admitted.
"That still does not answer my question, Amanda. What shall we call him?"
Amanda thought about this for a long time. "Spock," she finally said. "His name is Spock."