So here it is! The first chapter of the sequel to "From the Beginning" thank you everyone for being so patient!

I have finally gotten around to writing this story ^^ Have tons of homework...but i'll update as much as i can!

Also, i have finished my story "Spocktacular" so check it out if you want, and I also wrote a one shot called "gone--forever"

I'd be really happy if you guys checked out my other stories!

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I do NOT own Star Trek, or any of the characters. They belong to Paramount. I do love the characters though, with all my heart. Also, the story is mine so please, no copying.

Till the End of Time

Chapter 1: Rules

Nyota sighed, closing her eyes. She leaned against the brown head board of Spock's bed, letting her chin drop to her chest. It was comfortably hot in the room, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her lips, which she licked away. It had been an exceptionally long day on the Bridge; somehow Captain Kirk had managed to get them attacked by a normally peace-loving people, and only just managed to pull them out of the line of fire before they were obliterated.

Just another typical day on the Enterprise, she thought to herself. She opened her eyes and gazed at the dimly lit room. It had acquired a variety of objects since she had moved in with Spock. On one of the shelves she had placed a piece of wonderfully painted potter from Africa next to a small Vulcan statute.

On the drawer cabinet she had placed four holograms of Spock and her, which had been taken at different times. In one she stood next to a perfectly composed Spock in her Cadet's uniform. That one had been taken by Gaila, before Nyota had begun her rDeirationship with Spock. Another showed her standing next to Spock outside of a large building in New York. It had been taken directly after she had won the Linguistics Competition, right after she had kissed Spock for the first time. In that one she was beaming and Spock stood by her shoulder a small smile on his lips and a look in his eyes that said, "She's beautiful, she's brilliant, and she's mine." The third had been taken after she had graduated from the Academy with full honors and a Star Voice Award, the highest linguistic award that could be given. She was wearing her graduation uniform, while Spock wore his black commander's uniform once more. Spock had had his hand on her shoulder in that one and the hologram had been taken just as Spock had opened his mouth to say something, giving him an astonished expression. The final one was Nyota's favorite, as it was the only one where she and Spock were behaving in a non-professional manner. In fact, she had been giving Spock a small kiss on the corner of his lips, which were pulled up in a small smile. Kirk had taken it when he had believed they weren't watching.

Nyota smiled slightly as she gazed at the hologram, Spock looked so cute and happy. She sighed, where was her fiancé? He was supposed to have ended his shift a few minutes ago. She could sense that he was tired and that he was happy that he could see her today. During the last five days their shifts had not coincided once, meaning that they had not gotten time to spend by themselves. They had seen each other on the bridge but it wasn't the same. She missed him, and was particularly frustrated since they had barely started planning the wedding, which was in twelve days.

Suddenly the door swished open to allow Spock to enter. A small smile was gracing his lips and he immediately came over to her. Nyota's heart jumped and she grinned.

"I was beginning to wonder where you were."

"There is no need to worry, my Nyota. The Captain needed me to file one last report before I could leave." He closed the distance between then and pulled her into an embrace. She closed her eyes, placing her arms around his neck and nuzzling him. She let out a happy sigh, and Spock began to purr gently. It no longer surprised her that she could elicit such an emotional response from him.

She opened her eyes and gazed into his, admiring the way the dim light turned his naturally deep brown eyes into pools of dark warmth. She could see the barest tinge of shadows under his eyes, which concerned her. She knew he hadn't been getting as much sleep since the Vulcan disaster, but she still worried.

Her worry must have broadcasted across the link because he leaned closer and placed a loving kiss on her lips. "Please, beloved. Do not concern yourself with my well being."

She sighed against his kiss and nodded slightly, "I know it's not logical to worry since there is nothing I can do. It's just…." She trailed off.

"I understand Nyota. I hoped to discuss the wedding with you this evening." He moved back slightly and sat down on the bed next to her. The gray Star Fleet regulation covers crinkled slightly under the pressure.

Nyota cocked her head to the side a smile pulling at her lips. Spock's expression was so adorable. He just sat there, his hands clasped in his lap and his face perfectly composed, except for his eyes which betrayed his delight and anticipation of the wedding.

"Sounds good Spock. I was wondering who you wanted to be your best man. Admiral Pike will be arriving in three days for the wedding, along with my family." Nyota replied, taking Spock's hand in hers. She got an image of herself in a long white tight wedding dress walking down an aisle. She grinned as she realized that Spock had been imagining the wedding.

"You want me to wear white?" She asked curiously. Spock blinked and flushed slightly.

"I contemplated white or maroon." He admitted. Nyota suppressed a small smile.

"So, back to what I was saying. Who will be your best man?" She asked again. Spock raised an eyebrow.

"Christopher Pike. I contemplated asking the Captain, but I have known the Admiral for longer. I am curious, should I ask the Captain and the Doctor to be my ushers?" Spock replied.

Nyota pursed her lips and then answered, "I have no doubt they would be honored."

Spock nodded, his eyes concerned. "Nyota, who shall be your maidens of honor?" it was an innocent question Nyota knew. Yet, it evoked a powerful emotional response from her. She looked away slightly ashamed of the tears welling up in her eyes. The truth was she didn't know. Almost all of her friends had died in the Battle of Vulcan.

"I don't know. If Gaila were here I'd have said she would be my maiden of honor, but now I don't really know." She whispered. Spock squeezed her hand and pulled her into his chest. His arm immediately went to her back and began stroking her spine. Nyota shuddered slightly and a few tears escaped her, sliding down her nose into his uniform.

"There is no reason to be ashamed Nyota. I apologize; I should have known such a question would evoke painful memories." Spock voice was gentle and he sent her waves of love and care through their bond. Nyota loved him all the more for holding her and comforting her.

"Thanks, Spock. I know I'm being silly. She wouldn't have wanted me to cry when my wedding was imminent." Nyota pulled back and wiped her eyes on her sleeve. Spock caressed her fingers, sending her comforting feelings. Nyota smiled slightly into his concerned eyes.

"You are not being silly Nyota. My Nyota is never foolish." Spock replied and moved in for a kiss. Nyota grinned.

"Of course I am. You should have seen me with Gaila when we picked out that lingerie I used when I brought you the chocolate cake." Nyota chuckled at the memory. Spock raised an eyebrow.

"I assure you, you were not being foolish. Your choice was excellent." He commented dryly. Nyota grinned cheekily.

"Hm, I guess I'll just have to find a new pair for the wedding."

Spock's eyes widened and she felt a surge of excitement from him. "Talking about the wedding, should we make everyone wear their uniforms or should we make it casual? My parent's will want to wear their traditional African clothing for the wedding and your father will most likely where his robes. But we can't ask everyone else to do the same, although it would be amusing to see Kirk in a Vulcan ceremonial robe."

Spock gazed at her curiously, "Indeed. The image which is conjured in my mind is fascinating. It would be most appropriate to tell our guests to wear what they wish as long as it is not overly excessive."

Nyota bit back a laugh, "You mean that the Captain couldn't wear a leather jacket and a big cowboy hat? How disappointing."

Spock's lips twitched up, "It would be very interesting, however I am not sure my father would approve."

Nyota sobered up, "Yes I know." She didn't say that she was worried that his father would disapprove of the wedding completely. Spock didn't need her to say anything, he knew.

"Nyota, my father shall not disapprove. I have spoken with him about the wedding, and since the death of my mother he has become more open to the idea. He knows she would have wished him to accept my decision." Spock's eyes clouded and Nyota's heart hurt as she felt his deep sadness. She reached up and stroked his ears.

"I know. What were you planning on wearing?" She asked, hoping to divert his attention.

Spock blinked and focused on her, she felt his gratitude. "Whatever you wish."

Nyota was struck by an idea and grinned, "Fine. I'll design your suit and you'll design my dress."

"Indeed. I shall give this challenge my fullest attention."

"Good! I expect the best, my handsome Vulcan." Nyota kissed his nose. Spock smirked and pulled her in for a deep kiss. Nyota moaned slightly into his lips, her body craving his touch. All barriers between their minds vanished, quickly followed by all barriers between their bodies.

The next morning, when they reported to duty together Kirk called them over. Looking at each other, they turned and approached Kirk. Spock was curious as to why the Captain had called them over. Surely they had done nothing wrong, and they were right on time.

The Captain grinned, "So, I just thought I'd inform you two that you will have to do one thing before the wedding." His eyes twinkled evilly. Spock raised an eyebrow, suddenly unnerved.

"And what is that, Captain?"

Jim wiggled his eyebrows, "Well, I talked to the other Spock and he told me that there is a certain tradition which fiancés in Vulcan participate in if they have bonded before the wedding ceremony. Apparently, for twelve days before the wedding you have close of your bond and not be together in private."

Spock was dumbfounded; the idea was so absolutely absurd. He was tempted to hit his Captain for even suggesting the idea. He would never, ever, close off his bond with Nyota. Nyota expressed her anger more openly.

"Are you absolutely insane Captain?" She asked, her eyes flashing. The whole bridge had gone quiet and everyone was watching the exchange.

Kirk glared at her. "No I not insane, thanks for asking. Look, that's what the other Spock said. So I just thought you might want to honor that Vulcan tradition."

Spock raised an eyebrow, "Did my alternate self explain the logic behind this tradition?" The idea was so extreme that he could not think of any logical reason why such a tradition would have been established.

Kirk shrugged, "He just said that it was supposed to give each individual time to meditate on the upcoming wedding without the interruption of his or her bond mate. Also, it's supposed to give you a taste of what life would be like without your bond mate. Give you a taste of what might come."

Spock blinked and then nodded. Although he would have preferred not to close of his bond with Nyota, he saw the reasoning behind the tradition. It would give both parties the opportunity to, if not become comfortable, at least learn to live without their bond mate in the occurrence that one's mate should die.

Spock turned to face Nyota, feeling her utter rejection of the idea mixed with resignation. "If Lieutenant Uhura is comfortable with the idea, then we shall honor my peoples tradition."

Spock could sense Nyota's sorrow at the idea, but also her acceptance of his decision because she knew how important his Vulcan heritage was to him. She nodded and met his eyes. She gave a small sad smile, to which he sent her a flood of love and gratitude.

"I agree." Nyota stated.

Kirk blinked and turned to her, "You do? Wow…." He trailed off and then sprang right back. "Also, the crew and I have taken it upon ourselves to organize your bachelor parties. Two days before the wedding we will be stopping at Europa Five for the night. I've already made reservations at the clubs." Kirk smirked. Spock blinked.

"Thank you." It was the only thing he could say. He could feel Nyota's incredulity at his comment.

"Thank you? Spock he's going to hire the horniest stripers he can find. Jim you're such a pervert." Spock flushed, realizing what Kirk had in mind.

"I take that as a compliment." Kirk joked. "Now, back to your stations! You never know what we might encounter out here."

"Captain the only life forms in this quadrant are the Mesians. However, I cannot determine how the normally peaceful and life embracing Mesians will react to you. As we have seen, you seem to have a way of dealing with people that makes them increasingly unpredictable." Spock answered calmly.

Nyota chuckled and Kirk glared at him. "Yah, well."

Spock raised an eyebrow and turned to face Nyota. She caught his eye and gave a small nod. Together they gently placed up barriers between themselves, closing off their bond to a degree that they could no longer sense each other. Spock was struck by terrible sensation of isolation but it wasn't as painful as he had expected. Although he could no longer sense Nyota he knew she was still there. It was as if there was a silent and yet increasingly loud buzz in the back of his mind which made him aware of the fact that Nyota was still there.

Spock glanced at Nyota again and saw her give a small smile. Then she turned to the Captain and stated, "We have closed off our bond, so you may inform any Vulcan who asks that we have followed the custom."

Kirk blinked, "Okay. Now, start working otherwise we might end up the same way we did yesterday."

Nyota smirked and Spock was gratified when Sulu quipped, "You mean being chased by a usually peace loving people because you offended their king by flirting with his daughter?"

"Hey! All I did was smile." Kirk defended, indignant. Still there was a trace of a grin in his voice.

"Exactly Captain. You smiled after I specifically stated that the Tians took a smile to mean that you wanted to mate with them." Spock stated dryly.

Jim chuckled, "At least I got the message across." Spock resisted the urge to roll his eyes and turned back to his monitors, but not before giving Nyota a minute smile which she returned with enthusiasm. Although the next few days would be hard, he knew he would learn much from the experience. He also knew from experience that the reunion would make the wait worth it.

So, how was it? A good start?

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