This is a Spyota Origins story that I am just enthralled with. I started typing it a while ago, and it is not my first fan fiction but my first uploaded to this site. I love Star Trek with all my heart. This is based off the reboot, although I have seen TOS, etc. and love them just as much. I have most of this story typed up and I will be posting a new chapter every week, hopefully. I was inspired when I first saw Nyota Uhura and Spock were a couple in the new reboot and I wanted to know more about how they ended up together, so I wrote this because they didn't go that much into it in the movie and it left a lot of room for all sorts of creative stuff. Don't tell me its out of character if you base them off the TOS because the reboot is an alternate universe and anything can happen, right?
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Chapter One
Uhura walked down the halls with eagerness in her stride. It was the first day of her fourth, and her last, year as a Cadet in Starfleet. After she had finished this year's classes, she was hoping to get a spot on a starship as an ensign in the linguistics and communications department. She had a special eye on a fairly new ship being built, called the U.S.S Enterprise.
Her hope to get a position on the new ship made her excel in her studies all the more. She was determined to pass all her classes, which wasn't the hardest thing for Nyota Uhura because, and it wasn't hard to admit, she was a little gifted compared to many other cadets studying Xenolinguistics. However, she was no genius. Classes were still hard and took a lot of time out her life. Due to this fact she had not done much in her personal life except homework and visiting family. Her roommate for the past years, Galia, would make fun of her for not ever engaging in a serious relationship in all her time at Starfleet. But Nyota wasn't fazed by that fact. Her sights were set on the stars.
Rushing through the halls, she finally found the classroom she had been looking for: Advanced Vulcan Studies.
She had already taken most of the Xenolinguistic classes necessary to start a position on a starship, but it couldn't hurt her chances to take some advanced courses. That included extra classes in Vulcan, Klingon and Romulan, some of the most important languages to know while out in space. All her ethics classes were already accounted for and all she really needed to keep up was her fitness training, basic Starfleet Protocol and Regulation courses and Transmissions Studies required of a future communications officer.
When she entered her class she was surprised to see how small it was. She supposed not many people (except for the twenty-five or so present) were that interested with delving deeper into the Vulcan language; just enough to communicate with Vulcans if necessary (most Vulcans learned English growing up nowadays anyways).
She sat down in a seat and took out her materials. She wasn't late and neither was the teacher, a tall young man with pointy ears, a succinct but unique haircut and in a grey Lieutenant Commander's uniform. Nyota had been told she would probably get this well-known and very intelligent Vulcan teacher for her studies this year but had never actually seen him. She smiled and immediately her posture perked with even more excitement because she was going to learn more Vulcan by an actual Vulcan at Starfleet.
When it was time for class to begin, he introduced himself as Lieutenant Commander Spock and wasted no time before going over the syllabus. People had told Uhura that his class was going to be strict and hard. They were right in those aspects and Uhura expected nothing less. He was Vulcan, and so he would be logical, in that special way Vulcans are.
He was intriguing teacher. He was the first Vulcan Nyota had and so she had never hear their language spoken in person by a native tongue before. While someone unfamiliar with the language might say that it hardly varied with that of a human teacher of the language, Nyota could see the small dissimilarities that made all the difference.
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By the end of her first month, none of Nyota's classes proved to be as interesting or thought provoking as Advanced Vulcan Studies. Spock was a very interesting lecturer, even if some people didn't seem to think so. Already, several students dropped out of the class because they failed to keep up with deadlines or the complexity of the curriculum. Nyota felt confident in herself and was prepared for the difficulty.
Nyota loved being in that class and learning as much as she could on the subject. When Spock called on her for a question, she always answered in Vulcan. She looked to him to tell her when she messed up and what she was doing wrong.
Into her second month, studies in her Transmissions class were intermingling with her Vulcan. Spock started testing them on their ability to identify anomalies or potential patterns of speech that deviated from normal patterns Vulcans used when communicating.
At the end of a class, one day, most of the students were leaving and Nyota was almost to the door when she heard her voice being called.
"Cadet Uhura," Spock said.
Nyota turned around and walked closer to where he was standing in the front of the classroom, surprised and a little nervous as to why he called her.
"Yes, Lieutenant Commander?"
"I need to discuss something with you involving your academic studies this year. As you may have not much time in-between classes to speak with me on the matter, and it requires more than a couple minutes, I suggest you stop by this classroom later today." He said, tilting his head slightly, awaiting her response.
Nyota was shocked and replied, "Is there something I have done wrong?"
"No, Cadet. It is nothing to worry over, but still something with a matter of significance."
"Then I can come by after my Transmissions class at 16:00?" She asked, hoping it was a good time.
"That will do just fine. I will be expecting you, Cadet Uhura."
"Thanks, Lieutenant Commander." Nyota said, turning to leave the classroom.
For the rest of the day Nyota was both nervous and excited.. A matter of significance? What could that mean? If it was not something bad, then she had no idea what it could be. Perhaps he was just rewarding her for her good grades or something like that. Was that significant?
She thought about all the opportunities that Starfleet had to offer their Cadets and it was such a wide range of material, she had no idea what that would mean for her. Sometimes, Cadets got to graduate early because the subject they were focusing on had a shortage of people out on the field.
Perhaps he volunteered her for a special fieldtrip. Sometimes, a few Cadets in a certain class got to study abroad for a few weeks.
But Nyota didn't think she was good enough for either of those two options, or if they even pertained to her field. You had to be exceptional for them to have you graduate early and, Nyota didn't think there were too few people in her field anyways. In fact, it was at a decline because technology was capable of doing the same things she was learning, to a certain extent. She was eager to prove that communicators can't simply be replaced by computers because there were things that people noticed that computers might not have as a part of their program.
Whatever this discussion would be with Spock, she was sure she would be surprised.
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When Uhura arrived back to her classroom at the end of the day, students were busily filing out the door, being just dismissed only moments ago.
She saw Spock at the front of the room and waited for everyone to leave before addressing him.
"Lieutenant Commander?"
"Yes, Cadet Uhura. I would prefer to speak with you now.. It is very important and I believe it can greatly affect your academic studies."
"Yes?" Nyota asked, the excitement and anxiety bubbling within her.
"It has come to my attention you are a very dedicated student," He paused.
Nyota nodded.
"You also carry yourself with a confidence in what you do because you are fairly well at doing it," he continued. "I observed you in your Transmissions class today and it confirmed to me that you have an unparalleled ability to identify sonic anomalies in subspace transmissions tests. The performance was better than any Cadet that I have seen, not only starting out in the school year, but overall, in my teaching." He finished.
Nyota's heart was racing because she was being complimented, or rather, to Spock, he was just stating facts, so highly at the moment. She had no idea that Spock had watched her in her class previously that day. She thought back to her presentation that she did and she was pretty proud of how it went. She was glad he caught of glimpse of one of her better days.
"Thank you." She said gratefully and nervously.
"There is no need to thank me when your hard work is easily visible." He raised an eyebrow indicating that the climax of the conversation was coming. "And due to your hard work, I would like to offer you the chance to work with me, privately, on a project brought to my attention by Starfleet."
Nyota smiled some more, hardly believing what she was hearing. A project recommended by Starfleet would definitely do well for her when it came to finally working out in her field.
"The goal of the project would be to develop new way to more quickly identify anomalies used by different species' language patterns at a pace Starfleet ship's technology does not currently possess. This project would serve as your thesis for your final project this year. We would have access to several different transmissions made by several different species in origin that are unattainable to the average cadet. With my understanding and knowledge as a Science Officer and your broader understanding of separate language speech patterns, it is more likely we will succeed in the task at hand and you may also use it in your final project this year."
"Oh my gosh, that sounds like a great opportunity!" Nyota laughed and shifted her feet. "I would love to work on that with you."
The corner of Spock's mouth rose in what sort of looked like a smile before he said, "Good. We will need to discuss the details and begin as soon as amiable. We can work in the transmissions lab when it is open, Saturday midday to evening. Is this a problem for you?"
Nyota knew she never had weekend plans anyways, so why not spend them with Spock working on a project that could really help her graduate? "Oh, not a problem. I would love to."
"We will need to get started right away, so I would like to see you this Saturday at the lab around 12:00 so we can begin our work."
"Alright. No problem. I will be there." Nyota assured him.
"Cadet Uhura, I am certain you won't be disappointed."
On her way out she said thank you once again.
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When Nyota got back to her dorm Galia was inside sprawled across her own bed asleep with many homework papers scattered about her. When Nyota shut the room door she stirred awake.
"Where have you been?" she asked, drowsily, propping up her head with her hands and her orange curls bounced.
"I have just been talking with Lieutenant Commander Spock and I have some really exciting news." Nyota said, very excited while taking off her uniform boots.
"Spock, he's the fella with the… ?" Galia raised her hands up to her ears, pretending to be a Vulcan.
"Yes," Nyota rolled her eyes. "He is a Vulcan."
"Oh, how scandalous." Galia said with a smirk.
Nyota disregarded that comment and then continued to tell her news. "He asked me to work on a project with him. One that will end up being my final project and something Starfleet has an invested interest in."
"Oh, what is it about?" Galia crossed her legs and sat up.
"Well, just working on improving Starfleet technology to better read anomalies provided in subspace transmissions."
"Sounds pretty impressive." Galia laughed.
Nyota knew that Galia was studying various types of Engineering in her time at Starfleet and took no Xenolinguistic classes.
"Does this mean you're going to be, like, super busy?"
"Yeah, most likely." Nyota sighed but didn't mind in all honesty. "Apparently, were starting this Saturday in the lab."
"OoOoh. One on one time with the teacher." Galia raised her eyebrows while Nyota rolled her eyes.
"You should know he is not like that." Nyota dismissed the joke. "First of all, he's Vulcan. And second, I am just his best option as a lab partner for this project."
"I was only joking, Ny." Gailia laughed and then lied back on her bed.
"Sometimes I can never tell with you." Nyota said and then took out some of her homework to work on. It was going to be a late night.
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