T'Androma watched her planet be consumed, her eyes were wide and so many emotions bounced through her mind. She couldn't comprehend what was happening. It didn't make sense to her. She walked to the front of command center, staring at the screen, not believing what she was seeing. Her heart rate increased, her eyes widened in confusion, and she just stared as her planet vanished into nothing.
Waking up, her heart was racing, her skin was flushed, and she was gripping so tightly onto her sheets that her knuckles were white. She swallowed hard and slowly let go of the sheets, which had a small growing green stain on them. She looked to her hands and noticed the green liquid dripping down her arms from nail marks in her hands.
It had been the seventh time it had happened since she arrived on the U.S.S Enterprise, and it had only been two weeks since she arrived. She ripped off the sheets and applied pressure, using the sheets, to her hands. It would be another day to wear her robes. She dropped the sheets and went to the small bathroom to shower and to rinse the blood from her hands and arms.
She dried her hands and wrapped them before changing into her multiple layered robe. She looked at her feet and put on her high heels so the robe wouldn't drag on the floor. Slowly, she tried to put her hair up, but failed, for it made her hands sting on an unbearable level. So she just left it down.
Leaving her room, she walked carefully to the science lab to continue her research on the Red Matter she had discovered while studying black holes. Her lab was completely sealed for a reason, just a tiny drop could cause a black hole, and this room was specially designed, by her, to prevent them from escaping the confines of said room.
She stepped into the decontamination room and typed in her security code to seal the chamber door and for it to stream a holographic caution sign outside of the door. Before going into the room, she was about to change into her suit when someone opened the door.
Quickly hiding her hands behind her back she smiled at the man helping her with her experiments. Spock. She did not want him to help, but he is the only one that had seen it on Spock Prime's ship. Although, the other her refused to help, and the two older versions of them also refused to give any insight on their relationship or on the Red Matter, saying it would be something that helped in the future.
T'Androma knew that the relationship between Nyota and Spock wouldn't end soon; humans get too attached to other beings too easily. Sighing, she silently put on her suit and made sure she had all her equipment, all the while, hiding her hands from the man.
A five years mission would give enough insight to be able to develop the Red Matter, and hopefully help many people in the future, but the duo had their suspicions that it would take a lot longer to get it to create the black hole without using excessive amounts of the matter.
Spock studied the woman as she dressed, noticing how she hid her hands from him. "T'Androma," He started, making sure the door was secure and that no one except the people with their code could enter. He grabbed her hand and took off the gloves that were covering said hand. "Hiding things from someone you work with is highly illogical, especially when working with such a dangerous material."
He started to undress her and helped her put her clothes back on. "I will take you to medical bay to get you properly checked out."
"No, Spock," She stated, drawing her hand away from his. "You go back to command center, I'll go by myself. I would not want rumors to spread."
He frowned, as much as one could while suppressing emotions, just touching her hand made him feel things he hadn't felt for awhile, not even with Nyota. But, she and he were "fighting" as Jim would put it, and didn't expect the relationship to last much longer.
Spock was spending a lot of time with T'Androma, and Uhura was getting a little jealous. He tried to reason with her that their relationship was completely professional, but she didn't believe him and stormed off out of his quarters. Humans were so illogical at times.
Although, he was starting to doubt the professionalism of himself and the woman in front of him, and he was sure Nyota sensed it, not that their relationship was completely logical to begin with. Spock was lonely when he left Vulcan, and maybe he thought companionship in someone would be the best. Seeing T'Androma with Silvak had hurt him more than he would like to admit, not that he would admit to emotions, but it did hurt.
Maybe spending some more time with T'Androma would help him clear up those emotions he felt towards her. The woman was looking at him, her mouth slightly opened, like she wanted to say something but was hesitating. "If we mind meld, we could find out for sure, that we are each other's T'hy'la." She said in their native tongue. "And… I… I want to share some things with you and get some insight on the things." Her hesitating indicated it was something important.
Spock put his fingers on her face, both closed their eyes and T'Androma let him inside her mind. What she allowed him to see first, saddened and scared him; it was how he saw it. Their home planet being absorbed by the blackness, she was so confused as to why someone would do that, and then he saw her hands and the sweat and blood as she woke up.
Then, he saw them as children, playing together on Spock's terrace until the sun set and they watched, their hands touching in the most affectionate of ways, he felt a giddy feeling inside him, knowing it was her emotions. And all of a sudden, they stopped. He felt a hand travel to the one on her face and she caressed his hand with hers and sighed.
Traveling her hand up his arm she placed her fingers on his face like he was doing to her. "Allow me to see." She said in their native tongue in his mind. "Let me help you heal."
T'Androma could feel his mind open to the moment his mother fell. She felt the complete and utter sadness inside him, and tears freely fell from her eyes, for she also loved his mother like she was her own. Moving her free hand to the other side of his face she placed her fingers in the same way she did on the other side and he did the same for her, and they shared all the things they missed with each other.
Spock found out T'Androma hated spending time with Silvak and found herself constantly thinking about him, and she even accidently called Silvak, Spock, and she could sense the anger in Silvak, but Spock felt a satisfied feeling inside him and he couldn't help but let out a small smile.
T'Androma could, however, feel the hurt and saw it as she found out how much pain he felt when he saw her with him, and it hurt her too, because she didn't want to hurt him. She filled in missing parts for him and he filled in the missing parts for her, and the whole story became complete. Every little thing the couple shared, all the confused feelings, all the misunderstandings, all the hurt and pain they shared.
The duo stared into each other's eyes as they slowly dropped their hands. "None of this happened until she breaks up with you, it would only be logical to keep it from her. But if she asks, I will not stop you from telling her about it,"
Spock nodded in understanding, taking some of her hair in his hand, he always preferred her hair down, and she knew that. "Let me take you to medical bay, so you can get these taken care of." He took her and saw the slight green seeping through the bandages.
A brow rose as he saw a green tint go over the woman's cheeks and ears. Spock took the opportunity to tease T'Androma, like she always did to him. The Vulcan man leaned forward and whispered into the Vulcan woman's ear so his warm breath engulfed her sensitive ear. "Allow me to take you to medical bay, T'Androma." This also always got her to do things he wanted.
"Okay, Spock." She said timidly, a voice she only used with him. They both composed themselves before leaving the room and heading to the lift; all the while conversing back and forth in their heads.
"Spock, isn't your pon farr coming up?" the woman asked in Vulcan, which they communicated in when speaking to each other.
"It is," he responded coolly.
"If you get the need-" T'Androma started, before Spock cut her off.
"To come to you, I am aware, T'Androma. I believe we have discussed this before," The man responded, and he saw her nod slightly.
"Spock?" T'Androma whispered, stopping the lift. Spock looked at her for a few seconds before answering.
"Yes, T'Androma?" The woman got close to him and blushed a deep green before kissing his cheek as a human would. This in turn caused his ears to turn slightly green.
"Thank you," She said after a few minutes, and she turned the lift on again and they proceeded to medical bay.
T'Androma went to Dr. McCoy, or rather, Bones, and held out her hands. "Please make it fast, I have some work to do."
"It's the seventh time, girly, what's up with you?" Bones asked, looking at her hands. The woman frowned and did a quick nod towards Spock, which said man noticed. Bones understood and started to unwrap her hands and cleaned the green liquid leaking out of her hands.
"I understand why the other me wears robes all the time," T'Androma said to Spock. "Her hands are probably a complete mess."
"I am sure it is only to fulfill the cultural heritage." Spock responded, and T'Androma gave him a look that said she knew he was trying to cheer her up. Bones looked at the two Vulcan's curiously as he was fixing the female's hands.
Spock raised an arched brow at the woman and T'Androma frowned slightly. "I was not even there and I saw it, Spock, how do you explain that?"
"You must have seen what I did," Spock said coolly, per usual. "It is the only logical explanation."
T'Androma looked at Bones who had finished wrapping her hands with a special sort of bandage that helped heal the skin around the wound. Afterwards, she fished around in a small pocket in her robe and pulled out a card and whispered something in Bones' ear that made his cheek turn a slight pink color.
The woman nodded and smiled at Bones before leaving a slightly jealous Spock behind her. Spock followed behind her, trying to figure out what she gave to the man. It could have been a room number, maybe it was hers. Had she turned into someone different? No, he didn't think so.
Maybe she was an exotic dancer and she did it as payment if she owed something. That would mean that other men had seen her in skimpy little outfits or nothing at all. That thought angered Spock slightly, but he suppressed it so she wouldn't notice it.
T'Androma was watching Spock out of her peripheral vision; he had always been the one she was attracted to. She would do anything to get his attention, and the little stunt was one thing that always seemed to work. She had only told Bones that there was a secret room on the ship that had a holographic strip lounge. You had to use credits to use it, but it was very realistic and she thought he would enjoy it, and she told him as payment for helping repair her hands.
A hand grabbed onto the woman's wrist, startling her out of her thoughts. She was being dragged into a room that had no one in it, as she observed, by the male Vulcan. He sealed the door, causing it to lock. He couldn't handle it anymore, just being with her brought back these strong emotions and these weird feelings he used to have. He was like a teenage boy, he thought to himself.
She studied Spock for a very long time as he looked deep into her eyes. He took her hand and placed his index and middle finger and placed it on the woman's same fingers. Taking her surprise as an opportunity, he leaned over slightly captured her sweet lips in a mind numbing passionate kiss. Having both the kisses and emotions traveling through her caused her emotions to arise that she had for him.
He felt them all and pushed her up against an empty desk, all while continuing to kiss her. They broke away and stared at each other surprised and out of breath; he picked her up and placed her on the desk. The woman reached up and ran her fingers through the man's hair. Both closed their eyes and relished in the moment. It wasn't their first kiss, but every time they did kiss, it got more and more passionate with every second until it was almost too much to handle.
So they stayed, her hands in his hair, his arms wrapped around her slim waist, and both just stared into each other's eyes like they had done years ago; silently communicating what they felt for years.
Hello there! I wont bother you with much this time, but if you are uncomfortable with sexual themes, then please, stop reading now because in future chapters there will me some... graphic scenes. I am warning you now so you are prepared. But thank you all for reading so far, even if i haven't posted too many chapters. But stick with me, for there will be more to come and hopefully a little drama to get the plot rolling. Have a wonderful day/night/evening/morning, and don't forget to leave me a review about what you think or if something is off about the characters, (Spock may be a little off, but it is kind of explained why.).