A/N: So, by popular vote, Crave You has become a full story! Thanks guys! Decided to make this very post-ID. So, I do not own Star Trek or Spock, but I do own the vivacious yet logical Sascha Valyard.
Ensign Sascha Valyard still hadn't conquered the impenetrable Mr. Spock, but she had come to know him better outside of work. Once every two weeks, he would show up with her favorite Vulcan fruits and offer to help with meditation and her understanding of the Vulcan language. She was getting better, and was even able to speak basic sentences.
"Ensign Valyard, please report to the transporter room." She acknowledged and headed up. She knew that they were collecting dignitaries and ambassadors for a special meeting at Star Fleet Headquarters, but as of yet she hadn't been asked to meet any. She stopped to change quickly into a dress uniform, and practically ran to the transporter room. As she entered, she was greeted by the sight of three Vulcans and a human: Kirk, Spock, and two others she didn't recognize. One of them looked at her, his emotions clear on his face, and she was surprised.
"Captain, I believe you asked for me?" She kept her voice even and her face controlled like Spock had been teaching her. He nodded, and deferred to Spock.
"Ensign, this is Ambassador Sarek." She nodded, giving Sarek the traditional Vulcan salute.
"Peace and long life, Ambassador." She said in Vulcan. He seemed impressed as he returned the salute.
"And this is Spock Prime." She turned to look at the second Vulcan, giving the same salute and working to hide her surprise. Now that she knew, she could tell he was an older version of her Commander. The only real difference was that Spock Prime allowed an uncharacteristic smile show on his face as he returned her salute.
"Live long and prosper, Ensign Valyard." He replied. They each dropped their hands. "I'm sorry if we've inconvenienced you, but as soon as I learned that you were onboard, I asked Captain Kirk if you would show us to our quarters." Unsure of how to respond, she turned to Spock with a questioning look in her eyes. He nodded, and she proceeded to lead them out of the room.
"I'm sorry to say that the quarters on this ship are a bit small." She said as she came to the Ambassador's quarters. "We hope, however, that your stay will be enjoyable. If you need anything, the comm. On your way is connected ship-wide." Sarek nodded, and went inside, leaving her with Spock Prime. She was so used to acting a certain way, and his mannerisms threw her off guard.
"I assume you've been working with my younger self." He said as they headed for his quarters. She noticed that he was staying quite near Commander Spock. She nodded. "Good. It's good to know he will have someone to bring out his human side." She was surprised enough to stop in the hallway.
"His human side, sir?" She asked, curiosity tilting her head. He looked wary.
"Yes. Commander Spock is half human."
"Sir, I believe you are mistaken. Commander Spock has been assisting me with learning of your language and culture, and helping me to manage my own emotions." She continued on her way, gesturing Spock Prime to follow.
"Well, that cannot be right. What led you to pursue our culture and ways?" He sounded a bit perplexed and worried.
"It started, regrettably, with me trying to impress him. I'd tried all the usual ways to woo him, but he never noticed." She paused when they reached his door, him chuckling quietly. "What is so funny?" She asked. He simply opened the door.
"Trust me, Ensign, he most certainly noticed. And you definitely reached your goal." With that, he stepped in and the door shut behind him, leaving her there with her thoughts. She headed back to her own quarters, lost in thought over what Spock Prime had said. She had been positive that Commander Spock hadn't liked her attempts to sway him, but he was very good at hiding things. The ambassador's ball would take place when they arrived at Earth, and though she had planned to stay home that night, she decided she wanted to test something.
Over the next few days, she spent a decent amount of time with Spock Prime, having told him of her plan. He was excited, and gave her all the details she would need. She assured him that this wouldn't change anything, but Spock Prime just smiled. Through him, she learned that Spock's favorite color was green, and she knew just what to wear.
On their arrival at Earth, she left the ship immediately, not returning to her hotel room until that evening, a dress bag in hand. She hung it in her closet for the following night, and set up her living area for a meditation. What she didn't expect was for both Spocks and Sarek to show up, all in meditation outfits. She greeted them in Vulcan and let them in, pulling younger Spock off to the side.
"Spock, I didn't know you all were coming. I would have prepared somehow." He handed her the customary container of fruit. Sarek and Spock Prime were inspecting the area she had set up for meditation. She realized as she looked over that she would need to replicate more cushions.
"It is quite alright, Sascha. Sarek insisted upon it when he found out what I had been doing. I believe both him and my older self would like to help you. It's not very often a human is truly intent on modeling their life off of ours." He had a foreign twinkle in his eyes, and she thought back to what Spock Prime had said about being half human; she could almost see it, and wondered how she'd missed it before. She nodded and went to replicate more cushions for everyone.
They all spent the rest of the night meditating and helping her with her writing and pronunciation. She learned so much more, and was really excited, though she kept it hidden. Sarek seemed to approve of her control, though Spock Prime was acting human enough for all of them. She had to admit, she liked his praise at her successes better than the others; it felt more real, though she knew the other two were sincere. Spock Prime would give her a look every once in awhile, and she gave a knowing smile back, both convinced that they were right as to how Spock the younger would react to her at the ball tomorrow. This did not go unnoticed by young Spock, and for the first time, he felt a strange twinge in his stomach and his temperature began to increase.
A/N: I know what you're going to say. Don't worry, this isn't going to be some trashy Harlequin novel, this will be smooth and classy…with maybe just a bit of vamped up emotion and danger. Review!