Ch.2-Only Exception

A/N: I neither own the characters, nor the song. Thanks bunches for those few who review, it gives me the push I need to write more.

Genre: Romance/Angst

Song: Only Exception-Paramore

Pairing: Spock/Nyota

Rated: T

Summary: Nyota stops believing in Love after her parents divorce, but Spock becomes the only exception.

Her teenage years were supposed to be filled with happiness, thrills of exploring the unknown, hormones that threw your emotions in every direction under the sun, checking out cute guys, spending hours on end dressing up for dates, blowing the size of zits wildly out of proportion, being grounded for everything, having mind blowing fun with your friends...a kaleidoscope of joy, but for Nyota Uhura that wasn't exactly the case...

It was a very late summer night in Ruiru, Kenya, Nyota knew she shouldn't have been out as late as she was, but she couldn't help it. Having just recieved her driver's licsence, and being barely sixteen, she was feeling rather adventurous. As slowly as was possible, Nyota turned the knob of the front door, and crept her way up the stairs of the old 21st century designed house, entering her bedroom, and shutting the door behind her with a sigh of relief. On her travel to her bedroom, she had to pass her parents' room, and she had grown slightly more nervous when she found that the light was on.

That was irrelevant, because she was in her room, undetected, and they sounded to be engrossed in one of those thoughts that seemed to last it's way well into the night. Nyota quickly, but still quietly, changed into something a little more sleep worthy. She pulled back the duvet, and climbed into the soft warmth of her bed. When she was relaxed in the bed, and her movements stilled, the talk from the other end of the relatively thin wall, became more distinctive, she could make out everything that was being said.

"I can't believe you Askari!" Nyota could hear her mother say, she sounded distressed, What had Baba done? " I trusted you, for eighteen years, I trusted you!"

"You still can Maisha."

"How can I, when your out and about spreading yourself all over town?"

" I wasn't all over town, it was one woman." He poorly attempted to defend himself.

"Like it makes a difference! You cheated on me, I put faith in you like I have no other."

"Maisha..."

"Don't Maisha me Askari."

"Please, you don't understand..."

"Oh, I understand alright, I understand that you gave your body to a woman that you aren't married to. What I don't understand is why."

"Let me explain!" Askari was becoming impatient.

"Explain it then."

"It was a moment of weakness, she-she came on to me, and before I knew it...it was too late."

"You didn't even try and stop her. I tried to do right by you, I tried to be the perfect little wife for you, I gave you Nyota..." Maisha sighed.

"I know you did, and I love you for it...I love you still, I'm sorry."

"You're doing exactly what he did-"

"But, I'm not him." Askari cut her off.

"You sure as hell fooled me!" she said a little too loudly, Nyota stopped breathing, not wanting to miss anything being said. Nyota heard her mother take a deep breath, probably to calm herself. A sudden air of nervousness gripped her, before her mother spoke again.

" He said the same thing after he cheated on me the first time, so I took him back, being the forgiving person that I am. Then he did it again, and I took him back yet again. When that third time came around, I had finally had enough."

"Please..." Askari started again.

"No. You saw what it did to me afterwards, you know what I looked like. It hurt that I was taken advantage of like that. Then I met you..." She heard her mother let out a small sob.

"...And then I met you, and I thought I did good with this, I thought that I could trust you."

"Give me another chance, I won't make the same mistake twice."

"I'm tired of giving chances Askari.I've done it before, and it had lead me nowhere. History has a way of repeating it's self. I can't do it again, I won't let it happen, so I'll end this before it gets worse."

"I don't understand..." Askari said souding worried.

"I'm saying that it's over, we're through. I'm not putting myself in this position, and I'm not going to set a bad example for our daughter." Nyota felt her eyes begin to sting. Oh please Mama, don't do it.

"God no Maisha, please, I'm sorry, I still love you..."

"Stop it, and go." Nyota let the tears fall, and soak into the soft fabric of the pillow. She heard her mother crying too, only much louder.

" What are you going to tell Ny?" He wanted to know.

"I don't know, I can't think right now, please just go... I can't deal with all this in one day, you can come back and get your stuff later."

"Maisha..."

"I SAID LEAVE, DAMMIT!" And with that, Askari threw an overnight bag together, and begrudgingly made his way down the stairs, and out of the house, into the cold unwelcoming night. Nyota jumped out of bed, and bolted down the stairs after her father, stopping at the front door.

"What the hell have I done?" He seemed to question no specific person. "I've ruined everything." He sighed, and shook his head, then started on his way to his hoverbike.

"Baba! Wait!" Nyota threw open the door, and ran out to her father barefoot, and clad in only in her flimsy pajamas that didn't aide her from the icy night. As she ran, she could feel the wind blowing the tears into ice water against her face. She slammed herself into a rough hug with her baba, she suddenly didn't feel so grown-up, she felt like a little girl again, and all she wanted now, was for her baba to stay, and mama to be happy again. He hugged her back for a few more moments before he pulled away.

" Nyota go back in the house, it's late, and it's too cold for you to be outside, you shouldn't even still be up." Nyota wrapped her arms around his torso again.

"Please don't go."

"Nyota..."

"Please?"

He sighed again, in sadness. " I have to Ny, but I'll be back to see you soon. I won't ever be gone long enough for you to miss me too much."

"Baba." She whimpered, and he rubbed her back.

" I know baby, but I messed up, and now I have to suffer the consequences, I'm sorry that you got hurt by it."

"I love you Baba."

" I love you too Ny. I have to go." He kissed her forehead. " I promise I'll see you soon." She squeezed him tighter for a few more seconds before finally letting him go.

"Bye Baba."

"It's not a complete goodbye Nyota. But goodnight, and try and get some sleep." With that he hopped on his hover bike, tossed on his helmet, and revved up his engine before speeding down the road, a dust cloud left in his wake.

He kept his promise, and he did come to see her pretty often after that, but he was not the same Askari Uhura, as Nyota's mother was not the same Maisha Uhura. When their divorce was finalized, and the thought that perhaps that everything would workout had disappeared, so had Nyota's belief in the superficial concept of Love, well, any love out side of family ties.

She had grown to have a large abundance of time on her hands, what with her father not around as much to keep her attention, and her mother on auto-pilot, and not the smiling, bright, and happy woman that she used to the time, she threw herself into her studies more, and her friends seemed to lose interest in the new almost all academic Nyota. Language became an interest that slowly morphed into an undeniable passion. Before she knew it, she was graduating top of her class, and was on her way to Starfleet, with Communications as her Major.

When at the Academy, she quickly made friends with the people, seeing as they were more accepting, and understanding of her academic standards. She did all the things that any other normal person her age would, she got drunk(Fridays.), she went to parties(Fridays, and Saturdays), and she had more than her fair share of one night stands(No emotional connections), though she didn't broadcast it to the world like some people she knew. She did all this, while still maintaining all A's in all her courses taken. And was a favorite among the teachers, during her second year, she was sought out by her Phonology Class Professor, Commander Spock. She agreed without a second thought.

Their professional relationship had quickly morphed into a friendship. She had learned things about him that she supposed he had told no one else, she could read him better than anyone at the academy. They grew even closer, illogically , to the point to where Nyota would wonder what Spock was doing at various moments of the day, and took 'friendly' lunch breaks, and dinners together. After a few months, she began to get these feelings whenever she was around him, it was past the mad amount of attraction she had towards him. She suppressed it every time only for it to return in greater value. He was a teacher and she was a student, fraternizing to a certain caliber beyond platonic was strictly prohibited.

It was on a Friday after they had just went on a 'friendly' outing to see a new art museum that had opened recently. Everything was as it always was, until after they entered his apartment to carry out his proposal to had a moment, and she wasn't sure who made the first move, nor did she care, but they were on each other like long lost lovers re-united.

Nyota awoke the morning after panicked that she wasn't in her own quarters, or a place that she even recognized for that matter. Realizations set in when she felt a pair of extremely strong arms around her. The Strange feelings came back again, this time at full throttle, and Nyota basked in them, rather than shunned them away. She had tried but it was futile, for love chooses its' victims mercilessly. She snuggled closer to Spock.

"You are my only exception."

A/N: If you read, please review. It's the only way I get paid, and the button is only a click away...not hard folks. Anyway, choosing the songs isn't as easy as I thought it would be, so if there's a song that you think would applied to this couple in some way, send me a message with the song title. Not beta'd, and it's 1:35 a.m...really it's the least of my worries.