Long time no see! Huge thanks to all who reviewed! I hope from now on to update more regularly. (Fingers crossed). This is an all Georgie update so enjoy!


Georgiana fidgeted nervously in the small box of an elevator. She knew fate was laughing at her the moment she'd stepped into the elevator to face none other than the Commander. After feeling guilty all weekend over the note that she had left on his door, she had resolved herself to never speak to him again. Obviously the universe had other plans.

She sneaked a peek at him when she knew he wasn't looking. He didn't seem angry or offended. Would he even emote those feelings if he felt them? He was just standing there all stiffly like he normally does. She snapped her head away when he looked in her direction. More fidgeting. She tried to pretend he wasn't watching her as she stared straight ahead.

"You are nervous?" He asked abruptly, startling her. She looked over at him, opened her mouth to answer and then let the word vomit out.

"I am..sorry about the note I left you. I wasn't thinking I-That was rude of me, not that you weren't ru- I'm sorry." She tumbled out. He flicked a brow in response.

"Apologies are not necessary. I found it insightful." He replied.

"So you're not offended?" Georgie asked relieved.

"It is not a Vulcan sentiment to take offense." He answered. For a moment he appeared like he wished to add something but refrained.

The elevator dinged as the doors open and Georgie made her escape. She felt relieved that he wasn't angry with her, but she still didn't desire to hang around and awkwardly talk about social interactions between species. And he had been rude to her yesterday, and unlike Vulcans her species could hold a grudge.

Georgie rushed through the security checkpoints to get to her office. Deciding to walk to work had run her behind schedule and she had enough work to do as it was. Taping her card to her office door it beeped and allowed her in. She immediately threw her bag down on the second desk, which still remained unoccupied. She had requested for it to be taken out. That way she could at least utilize the currently unused space.

She sighed as her computers turned on. She could just imagine what some good filing cabinets and a comfy chair could do for this room. Granted, she didn't really have the money for stuff like that, but dreams weren't meant to be realistic.

She spun her desk chair in a circle as her screens finally turned on.

Quite frankly this past week had been mostly filled with busy work. She was assigned things that a teacher's assistant could do. Last week she had done little more than read and report on Vulcan documents. Where was the fun in that? She had a fancy degree that could allow her to cross reference each document back to Terran culture, analyze their differences, cultural importances, anything! At this point she be willing to research the associations of Vulcans and their water sources.

She would at least be using brain power that way.

Already her mood on a downwards spiral, Georgie groaned when she saw her new assignment. Translate a Vulcan text. Not even an ancient one at that.

Granted by having a person do it instead of a computer it would get the point across better, but still! It wasn't exactly what she had in mind when she signed up to be a scientist.

With slow and steady work Georgie was able to get through the first quarter of the text before lunch. She quickly discovered after she started that it was a scientific log about the study of humans. She had to admit it was almost comical to read the Vulcan scientist stumble along as he observed Terran life.

She was rereading her latest paragraph, when there was a firm knock at the door.

"Come in!" She answered. She looked up as it opened. It was the Ambassador.

"Long time no see." She commented happily. How differently she felt about the Spocks. She enjoyed the Ambassador's company very much. Unlike the Commander, who seemed to always have something shoved up his butt, the Ambassador actually expressed emotion from time to time. Not as wildly as even the most practical Terran but in a private setting he would smile and sometimes even laugh. On top of that she still had that familiar feeling around him, after only a week she felt like she'd known him for a life time (well maybe not quite that well).

"Is four days a long time by your standards?" He asked politely. Georgie couldn't tell if he was joking or being serious so she opted to shrug.

"Well, I actually saw you not three hours ago in case you were curious." She grinned to herself. She found the irony to be hysterical even despite her dislike for the Commander.

"I can logically assume that you are referring to the Commander?" He questioned. She nodded before continuing.

"I don't think he cares much for me. I think my wild Earth female hormones are more than he can sanely handle." She mused.

"I highly doubt that is the case." The Ambassador said with amusement.

"If you don't mind me saying most people do the exact opposite of what you two have got going on." She started again. "Most human men get grouchy and draw into themselves as they age, but in this case it's reversed." She conjectured boldly. She was slightly afraid he would be offended but his face didn't change from that of his amusement.

"Yes you are l right." He accepted the theory. "I accepted my more human half as I lived among your kind longer. The Commamder is still in a phase of life where he identifies more strongly with the Vulcan half." He explained.

Intrigued, Georgie's mind latched on to the topic, more to learn about the complexities of Spock. The Ambassador shared very little about his personal life.

"Do you still identify with your Vulcan side?" She asked innocently.

"Of course. In some ways more so than the human half, but instead of trying to be exclusively Vulcan I have accepted my entire heritage." The Ambassador explained.

"Your life is so complex." Georgie stated lightly as she wheeled her chair in a circle behind her desk. She was hoping he would share more, if only she could bait him further.

"Indeed, far too much for one sitting." He agreed.

Well darn.

"I came here to inform you of news. You, however, sidetracked me." He said. His mouth turned upward as she scowled over the change of conversation.

"What kind of news?" She asked.

"The Vulcan High Council has deemed it illogical for this team to study exclusively on Earth, they have requested that it be transferred temporarily to New Vulcan. Starfleet has agreed. I will also be leaving for New Vulcan." He said blankly. Probably trying to gauge her reaction.

She would be going to New Vulcan? To study? Make new discoveries? Help people?

Was she ready?

Georgie quickly cut off the last thought she had come too far to begin doubting herself. However if she were honest with herself she would acknowledge the fear she was feeling.

"There is going to be a meeting held in two hours over the subject." He finished. She hadn't even realized that he had still been talking. He rose from his chair and went to the door. He studied her for a moment.

"They are correct about it being logical. There is little you can do to help them here." He said before leaving the room.

"Oh! And that reminds me! There is also a pay grade change I need to go over." Dr. Kinsey said before launching into yet another topic.

Georgiana had been sitting in the meeting room for a good hour listening to her boss discuss every tiny detail about what would happen upon transferring to New Vulcan. She, and the majority of her colleagues, had stopped listening about 50 minutes ago.

Honestly, insurance and pay grades would not sway her decision. It was probably safe to assume her coworkers were thinking the same thing.

She regretted slightly not learning many of their names over the first week, many of them were still strangers. She had eaten lunch with one or two but she had mainly kept to herself. She didn't really have much of a place with them, her work was so secular to the team that it made her...not as relatable.

"And I think that just about covers it. I know it's rushed but I need to know if your going by Wenedsday. There will be an informational meeting the following Thursday. Come to me if you have questions." He finished. Finally looking up from his notes, looking winded and relieved. Poor Kinsey still hadn't acclimated to his position yet.

Georgie stood in an attempt to escape back to her office, but of course she couldn't be so lucky.

"Miss Lucas, a moment please." Dr. Kinsey said to her as he stepped away from his podium. She grudgingly went over to him. She had to admit his discomfort always made her feel awkward. She wasn't really made for leadership, and when someone floundered so obviously it made her feel uneasy. Like when you find out your swimming instructor can't swim.

"Miss Lucas, I hope that you are planning to go to New Vulcan with the rest of the team. Your position is one that is particularly hard to fill and my boss and his boss have made it clear they don't want to have to scramble at the last minute." He stated in a rush. He was nervous. His superiors must have put the fear of god in him.

"I haven't decided yet-" She began before Kinsey cut in again.

"Well, you see-" He started nervously "I have been told to inform you that if you choose not to go...this position will not be open for you here.." He finished. He raked a hand through his hair and looked at her pleadingly.

So she would be fired.

"If it's my only option then I guess I'll be on the transfer team." She agreed. She probably would've decided to go anyway she admitted to herself grudgingly, but she still didn't particularly like having her options taken from her.

"Fantastic! I'll make an appointment for you with the financial advisors. And here is a PADD with more information, and I'll send you an email with dates and times and such." He went on excitedly before flagging down another scientist and leaving. She glanced at the PADD for a few moments before her attention was recaptured.

"I was informed that you had decided to be with the team on New Vulcan." The Ambassador announced while approaching her.

That was fast.

"Decided, might not be the best term, but yes I will be going to New Vulcan." Georgie responded, looking up from her PADD. "I also see a Mr. Spock on this list, is that you or the other you?" She said gesturing to the PADD that she held. She grinned as the Ambassador took the device from her to read the list.

"Yes, you are correct I am going to New Vulcan." He responded while reading the PADD.

"However-" He started again.

"Ambassador a word." Someone interrupted. Georgie turned around to see whom. She looked up to face the Commander. Startled she stepped to the side so he could enter the conversation.

What was he doing here?

"Yes Commander?" The Ambassador asked. Georgie's eyes flicked between the two in fascination. It was so strange, and cool, to see then side by side.

"We are not both listed on the New Vulcan team. An error, I believe, on the computer's part. It is probable that it did not register us both since the record still states that there is one Spock in this time period." He explained his problem.

"Miss Lucas was just asking a similar question, but no, it isn't an error. I am one of their Ambassadors it is time I returned there, your voyage just happened to coincide with mine." He explained.

"Will you still assist the team as you do now?" Georgie finally piped in.

"Not as regularly as I do now, that is why I recommended the Commander accompany the team, he can easily replace the duties I do now." The Ambassador explained to her.

Oh the joy.


What do you think? Right direction? Wrong direction? Obviously the Ambassador did some stepping in for this couple. Tell me what you think!