This Is How We Met: Sarek
Disclaier: I still own nothing. Normal is Sarek's thoughts. Italics is the present Bold is Sarek's Memory. Also Sarek comes into the original story in at the end of the 9th chapter but this starts the story over. This is in first person.
Chapter 1
Sarek smiled to him self as Jim's voice washed over him. He did not need to read the stor for he had those memories stored in his head.
I sighed as I watched an old blue mustang pull into the parking lot of the embassy. Humans were of cousre illogical but soe of the cars that they cam up with were quiet pleasing to look at. 'Beautiful is what Amanda would have said.' The young woman stepping out of the driver's side was extremely pleasing to look at. 'Gorgeous. Not that Amanda would have believed it.' she did seem upset though. I shook my self and began to walk up the steps of the embassy. Now was not the time to be thinking of cars or their beautiful disgruntled driver. I began to go over the policeies we were talking about this afternoon with a body collided with mine. All thoughts of foreign policeies flew out of my head as I realized the beautiful young driver was standing back up.
"Ni'droi'ik nar-tor." The beautiful young driver said. I was impressed with how well she spoke Vulcan.
"Punar-tor. Vu dang-glantau-wilat Nam-tor du ash." I replied before continuing on. As beautiful as she was I had no time to think about her as I was going to be late for the meeting.
"The nerve of that man." The young woman hissed, annoyance clear in her voice. I fought to keep the smile off my face and wondered if I would get the chance to talk to her again.
"Ambassdor Sarek, it is wonderful to see you again. Though it seems that you have upset Admiral Grayson's daughter." Admiral Michaels said with a smiling. So she was an Admiral's daughter.
"Indeed? I do not understand how." I replied glancing at the beautiful young woman.
"Yes well it does not take much to upset Miss. Amanda sometimes." Ambassador Michaels said with a smile as we contiued up the steps. Amanda, she was beautiful and she was illiogical as all humans were, and yet I was inclined to get to know her better, How strange.
AN: that it. Please review. Also I said at the end of the original story that I didn't know if this would be a long one shot or a multi-chapter thing. I have decide Multi-chapter. Sorry it's so short.
Ni'droi'ik nar-tor means I am sorry
Punar-tor. Vu dang-glantau-wilat Nam'tor du ash means accepted. You should watch where you are going. (This is not an exact translation because I can't find a good translator. Roughly it translates to Accepted. You should watch where you are step.)