Spock, The Interior Decorator, Goes To A Baby Shower…
Chapters One and Two
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This is the first in a series of stories I call the 'San Francisco Saga'. These will include stories about Christine Chapel and her relationship with Nyota, Spock, and Gaila who perished at the Battle of Vulcan.
I wish to thank StarQuilter57 for allowing me to use Sirin's name. There are brief references, without names, to his having a family.
These stories will include Spock's and Nyota's return to Terra, visiting Star Fleet Academy, her pregnancy, a visit to a chocolate laden bakery, a Terran-wide holo-vid interview, the birth of their twins, Spock's specials gifts to his wife, Christine's stories, Spock's advise on baby care, and finally his first Pon Farr after marriage. I feel extremely privileged to follow in the footsteps of the authors I have listed below, even though their footsteps are gigantic compared to my baby steps
As usual, I wish to thank my readers and even more important, my sources of inspiration. Aashlee Elizabeth, Linstock, StarTrekFanWriter, StarQuilter57, SimplyMare.
This train is leaving the station now,…Toot, Toot!
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Since these chapters are relatively short, I have divided the posting into three sections of two chapters each. The first of the three is posted here today.
SPOCK, THE INTERIOR DECORATOR, GOES TO A BABY SHOWER
Chapter One
The Vow…
Spock had been in regular contact with his cousin Sirin for over a year. As a matter of fact, shortly after his and Nyota's third year in space, Spock formulated a plan. His decision and ongoing communication with his clansman in San Francisco was based on his wish to do something special for Nyota for their fifth anniversary.
One day, after she had received her sub-space subscription to 'Better Homes and Gardens,' Nyota announced that she was going the design her own 'dream house.' Their quarters would not allow her to build a three dimensional mock-up, but she was able to design, decorate, and even program a virtual tour of her dream residence. Spock watched attentively as her imagination took flight. She landscaped, decorated, installed appliances, picked out colors for walls, linens, wallpaper, floor coverings and arranged furniture. As she said, this was her project. Upon completion, she took Spock on a virtual tour and added her narration to the program. She looked at her husband and said, "I don't really think that this will ever happen, but I have had such a fulfilling time doing this.
Spock pulled Nyota onto his lap and said, "Nyota, why do you think that you will never live in such a house?" Caressing his face she replied, "Mainly, because you and I love our jobs, we love space travel, we love adventure. This kind of dream includes not just the two of us, it must include family, children. That would be the only inducement to draw us away from this life." Spock did agree with her conclusion, but nevertheless the entire program was committed to his memory.
"Nyota, Ashayam, as your bondmate, husband, protector and provider, I make this my promise to you, one day you will sleep in your own bed, in the place of your dreams." To a Vulcan, to sleep in one's own bed was the height of security. Therefore, it was with these words that Spock swore to her; and swear was not too strong a word, for Vulcans do not lie.
With all the work that their mission entailed during the course of the following four plus years, that moment and promise was forgotten by Nyota, but not by the one who made the vow.
Chapter Two
Oops…
It was during their first year out that Spock, ever meticulous and logic-driven started compiling old and writing anew his observations about their human/Vulcan relationship. Nyota would let him read his notes to her, adding her memories to his. She was indeed impressed; she suggested that he should use his notes as a basis for a book of instruction, a manual as it were. She offered to write a forward and Spock completed it during the third year of their mission. Nyota was successful in getting it published. To both of their surprise it became a best seller, a sure indication of New Vulcan's relaxed view of miscegenation.
It can be observed among most married couples, that eventually thoughts of parenthood arise. We must assume that part of this might be physiological, part emotional or hormonal, and part the desire to know, 'What would our children look like?' Spock and Nyota knew that another mission of long duration was not what they desired. Short-term exploration would allow them some semblance of normalcy and still satisfy their thirst for adventure. Perhaps it was time to find 'their bed' as it were. It was about this time that Nyota had a severe reaction to her birth control. She switched to, unbeknown to her, a non-Vulcan tested method and thought no more of the matter.
So it was during this forth year that Spock took definite steps to surprise his wife, setting into motion a plan that would bring about the promised fulfillment of his vow-giving Nyota 'her bed. He first contacted his cousin Sirin who lived in San Francisco and made inquires about the purchase of a home near his residence. His cousin advised him that he would 'keep his eyes peeled' and inform him of any findings. Spock was at a loss as to why this request would require some sort of damage to his cousin's eyes but, Spock reasoned, since Sirin was a Vulcan healer and a physician, there must be no cause for alarm.
The next step involved forwarding Nyota's entire 'project' to his cousin; this included her sketches, color and furniture preferences and placement. Unaware that this was all Nyota's scheme, Sirin marveled at his cousin's sudden decorator's instinct, labeling him an interior decorator par-excellence. Spock requested virtual tours of the homes suggested by his cousin and his cousin, a property owner with extensive experience in renovation, made very specific recommendations for bringing 'Spock's' plans to fruition. Eventually a property was settled on, a deal was negotiated and finalized, and contractors were called in.
Sirin kept Spock abreast of 'The Project', forwarding regular updates to the personal comm unit in Spock's office. Often, while alone, Spock would look at the pictures of this work in progress, anticipating his wife's reaction. His personal mission was to make her as content as she had made him. For the first time in his life, Spock was totally fulfilled and centered.
After the general contractor's work was completed, at the advice of his cousin, Spock's design was amended to include within the confines of the basement a special area to be made totally soundproof, doubly insulated and left bare except for a solitary set of restraint rings imbedded into the concrete walls. Both men knew the implication of said room. Sirin's house contained just such an area which he himself had constructed. He now undertook the installation of the same type of room in Spock's house.
One week before the scheduled docking, Nyota awoke and was surprised to see her husband still in bed. Normally, he would have been meditating for hours. His need for sleep was so much less than hers. Nevertheless, this morning he was lying beside her, staring at her face with his hand spayed across her abdomen, the Vulcan equivalent of a smile played around his lips.
He says quietly, "I have taken the liberty to make an emergency appointment for you with Dr. McCoy. At that announcement she sat bolt upright in the bed and rubbing her eyes and yawning said, "Why would you do that?" He gathered her up into an embrace, kissing her gently and said, "Because, Nyota, you are going to give me two sons and I must protect what is mine."
At that, the Enterprise's chief communications officer, master of eighty-three percent of Terran and Federation languages, remained speechless. Unable to hold back the tears, she threw her arms around his neck, wet face pressed against his chest, and silently thanked her husband and any deity associated with this miracle.
At sickbay, it was determined that Nyota was four months into the pregnancy and, amazingly, was still without complications. Dr. McCoy looked at Spock, rolled his eyes, and said, "Didn't think you had it in you! You sure fooled the heck out of me."
Before any problems with copper poisoning could creep up Nyota would receive weekly therapy in the form of anti-rejection shots. The first one was administered right away. The doctor sternly informed Spock, "You are in charge. If you see any change - not just from day to day, but from hour to hour-get her to sick bay." Spock nodded his understanding and lifted his wife off of the table, setting her gently on her feet. She whispered, "How are you doing Daddy?"
Dr. McCoy laughed and said, "You got a pair Spock! Too bad one is not a girl. She'd be a beauty just like her momma. I'd ride shotgun to protect that little girl."
Shotgun? Spock sent the question to his wife over their bond.
Later Spock. Nyota replied. Later.
After they left McCoy searched his medical journal for an answer as to why Nyota had not already suffered from copper poisoning. McCoy had to conclude that the children being only one quarter Vulcan would spare Nyota from the usual list of serious side affects.