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Chapter 6 – Telling Everything & Trouble Again

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It was too dark.

Harder than before to wake up, she felt lonely, something was missing.

He was not there.

Panic started to build in her, and she struggled to wake up. She couldn't be dead, she could not leave him.

Slowly she opened her eyes. It was night. Outside the clouds had disappeared and the starlit sky looked down on her. Skye blinked rapidly to clear up her vision, as it was blurry and she felt almost blinded.

Suddenly everything came crashing down.

How he had entered her room and before she could reach the panic-button, he had wrapped both his hands around her neck and silenced her slowly. All while looking into her eyes with his dark and evil eyes, smiling wickedly at her as she trashed about.

Whilst she was trashing, she must have hit some important button, because suddenly he was ripped away from her, now it was his turn to scream and trash, until they stunned him. When he fell silent, so did she, smiling gently when she fell into the blissful silence and peaceful realm of unconsciousness.

Skye felt how tears emerged from her eyes and she could not stop them, slowly she started sobbing and before long she cried. Everything she had experienced came back to mind and she was overcome with emotions.

The door whooshed open and a tall figure stood there, the light from the corridor illuminating him from behind. He took a step in and let the door close behind him.

"T'hy'la…" Spock whispered and stepped briskly to her side. He sat down on the bed and pulled her up in his lap with little effort. Pulling her close to his chest, he felt how she grabbed hold of his shirt and fisted the fabric hard in her hand. Her tears fell freely and he whispered comforting words in her ear.

"T… the…" She hiccupped and tried to say something to him.

"Take your time, I will not leave you." He reassured her, holding his arms close around her. He felt helpless, as he had done when he lost his mother on Vulcan. He wished her to be here, giving him advice on how to comfort a loved one, how to make the pain go away.

Skye swallowed and tried to stop her sobs for a short while.

"Link… gone…" She got out and turned her head so it rested on his chest.

Spock laid his fingers under her cheek and moved her head up, so he could see into her eyes. When he saw how red they were, filled with fear, he certainly wanted to break the neck of her tormentor, to rid her of the nightmares.

"If I establish the link once more, I will see who has done this to you. I will also be once step closer to become your bond-mate. Is it your wish Skye?" He could see her hesitating before she answered.

Before she had been almost strangled to death, just after he had left, she had thought of him and his wish of courting her. At first, she thought it absurd, as she was only a cadet, and to be courted by a Vulcan, a higher standing Vulcan at that, was almost like a fairytale. Her second thought had been of a more romantic nature, that she should embrace her, until now, minor feelings for Spock. He was handsome, and obviously cared for her, as he had been watching over her whenever he could, and he had kissed her with a hidden passion that she would have never thought of any Vulcan to possess, as they were a very private people, and did not let many in to their life.

Spock seemed really interested to let her into his life, as he had said, it would be illogical to let go of a soul mate.

Nodding to him, she reached up and placed a light kiss on his lips.

"Yes, Spock, it is my wish."

Spock helped her sit up in front of him, gently placing his fingers in the right places for a mind-meld.

"Concentrate on me, t'hy'la. Think only of me."

Pressing his fingers hard to the pressure points in her face, he slid into her mind and felt bombarded of thousand emotions at once. Her growing love for him, her respect for Vulcan's in general, her trust, her fear of being apart, and her fear of dying, leaving him alone, before they had a chance to explore the depths of a soul-bonding.

'Focus on my mind, breathe slowly and try to keep your thoughts on me.' She felt him smirk and focused on his image, letting everything else fade to the back of her mind.

'Good. Let me bond with you.' Spock's voice was comforting, like a moth to a flame, Skye felt how threads of his mind slip into hers and link themselves to make a partial bonding. She allowed them in and felt a curiosity coming from him, also loyalty, compassion and desire.

As the bond began to form, Spock moved through her thoughts and searcher for the memory of this day, just after he had left her. He felt her emotions as she thought of him and how he had told her that he wanted to court her.

A memory flashed by fast and it caught his curiosity. He slowed that memory down and looked at it once more.

'I'm like a fairytale?' He smirked at her and felt how she blushed.

'It's a girl's privilege to have fantasies.' She responded.

'Do you have others?' He questioned and felt embarrassment coming from her. 'So you have.' He made a mental note to ask her about those later, but now he had another task in front of him.

When he saw her memory of how the door began to open to let in her tormentor, he felt her stop him.

'When you see who it is, please don't do anything illogical.' She asked of him, terrified that he would jump up and go to kill her tormentor; she didn't want Spock to end up in trouble. Spock sent encouragement to her and promised he would not.

As the door opened in her memory, Spock felt himself tense up and as the man stepped forward, so he could see who it was, he lost his breath.

Professor Simon Kincaid, head of the engineering lab and Skye's professor in engineering.

That man, no monster, would not see sunlight again, ever. He vowed that.

Spock felt how the partial bond had established and let his mind slowly leave hers.

"How long?" He asked her when he had pulled out completely.

Skye averted her eyes from his, ashamed of not telling anyone sooner.

Spock put two fingers underneath her chin and gently pushed her head up. He leaned forward and let his lips nudge hers soothingly.

"Var-tor, Skye."

Skye took a deep breath and met his eyes.

"Two and a half-year give or take a few months." She felt how she began to tear up, but fought it; she needed to get this out.

"He came to me one day and wanted me to 'help' him with a few things, like sorting material, he told me his was terrible to archive his stuff, and that he had seen my potential to sort things out, given the organization of my reports and so. So I went to his office, and helped him archive stuff, and then he tells me that he thinks I'm pretty and a great student. He lays his hands on my shoulders and tells me that I can get the highest grade in class if I wanted to, I only had to do him favors, once a week or so."

Here felt Skye how Spock's hand twitched and he took a firmer grip on her hand, which he was holding. His eyes had darkened a fraction and even though he appeared to have an outer composure, she saw his inner turmoil, his reaction to her words. She took her free hand and caressed his neck, moving a finger over his earlobe, which made him close his eyes for a moment, leaning his forehead against hers and get his focus back. When he opened his eyes, he had his normal color back.

"Thank you."

"I'm safe now Spock, he won't hurt me. I have you now."

He nodded. "Please continue."

"As I was saying, he wanted me to service him. I objected, me being a cadet and he a professor, and that I was not that kind of girl. He told me to think of my grades, and that he could easily get me suspended if I didn't do as he told me. I said no, and left his office. Two weeks later I woke up in the hospital with three broken ribs, the nurse telling me that I had fallen down a set of stairs in the engineering lab." Skye took a breath and closed her eyes for a second.

"The day after I got out of hospital, Kincaid came up to me after class and wondered how I had liked the pain, which I could have never felt if I had accepted his 'offer'. And he told me that he would ask me again in a while, and if I still didn't accept, he would cause me more pain."

"And so he did." Spock said in a low voice.

"Yes, he did. But he never tried to force himself on me. I guess he knew that I would accuse him of being sexually assaulted then. And as I never saw him push me, or make me fall on stuff, I could not accuse him of anything. People just thought I was clumsy, and that would the administration also think if Kincaid spun his words around them."

Spock's mind began to think about what she had told him, and found her last statement logical, as Professor Simon Kincaid could talk his way out of almost anything, but not this time.

Skye saw how Spock was figuring out how to end this mess. She didn't want to disturb him, but she needed to be close to him, to feel reassured that he was there for her.

"Spock? Can you sit up a bit?" She made him sit up in the bed, pulling up his feet into it, shoes and all. He looked at her with confusion, but was met with a smile. She sat down in front of him, facing him and lifted up her legs over his hips, securing them behind his back and moving closer. She embraced him and rested her head against his chest.

"I just want to be close." She said and sighed with satisfaction.

Spock responded by embracing her as well, pulling her even closer. He felt how warm she was, comforting him. She was with him; no one would hurt her again.

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As Spock left the room where Skye rested, he was met by Admiral Pike.

"Admiral." Spock nodded to him.

"Spock, I have heard from the guards that you have been visiting Cadet Archer for over an hour. Care to tell me why?"

Spock actually thought of lying to his superior, but knew everything would be out sooner or later.

"Yes, if I may speak to you in private?"

Pike nodded and pointed to an unoccupied room next to Skye's. Spock entered and turned to look at the Admiral. He thought of how to say it right, he did not want to compromise his promising relationship with Skye already.

"In the Vulcan society, we have the opportunity to meet with our t'hy'la, our soul's true mate, however this meeting may never occur, as it is quite rare to find each other in the infinite space."

"So you mean that a Vulcan's t'hy'la can be of another species?" Pike knew where this was going.

"Yes, it can happen." Spock confirmed.

"Cadet Archer is your soul mate, you mean?"

"Yes sir."

Pike pulled his hand over his face and closed his eyes.

"This will not look good if it comes out."

"I know sir, and I… we were planning to keep it a secret."

"We? So you have spoken to Cadet Archer?" Pike's eyebrow flew up.

"Yes, as it would be illogical to pursuit my mate without her consent."

"You have already decided to take her as your mate?" Pike got more and more confused with Spock and Vulcan's overall.

"Yes, it would be illogical to consider for the rest of my life how everything would have been if I had taken my soul's mate to be mine; it would probably drive me insane at some point." Spock said truthfully.

Pike sighed and shook his head. He had now a dilemma. He could not let Spock and Cadet Archer go out in public as lovers; it would look bad for the Academy. Even if they were soul mates as he claimed, he could not let it come out, it would be very bad. But if he put a stop to it, made Cadet Archer end up on a ship far away from Spock, or place her on Earth, then Spock might stay with her, or request a transfer to be close to her, if they really were soul mates. He could not afford to lose one of the best science officers the academy had seen, then he would be questioned why Spock had left them.

"Have you thought of the career of Cadet Archer? If she's a good enough mechanic, she might end up on the Enterprise, or she might end up as the chief engineer on a different ship."

"I have considered those possibilities, and I have considered asking for a transfer, or taking a leave of absence to further think of my possibilities in Star Fleet or the Vulcan Academy as a professor there, if she would like to take up residency on New Vulcan. She would have a different career on Vulcan if she so would choose."

"As what? A star ship engineer?"

"No, she is skillful in writing the Vulcan language, and as we lost everything, she would be a great asset to assist to our scribers and their plan to write the history of Vulcan into books, to restore the great library we once had." Spock's eyes glittered for a moment with mischief; he had really thought everything out, as he always had.

"You never miss a thing, don't you Spock?" Pike chuckled and was marveled once more of the Vulcan logic.

"I try not to, sir."

"Fine, we'll see how this end up. If Kincaid do fight this issue, telling Admiral Barnett it was an act of temporarily insanity, he might get away with it."

"Not if a Vulcan enters his mind and sees the truth." Spock suggested.

"A mind-meld?" Pike thought of it. "That would be a nice ace to have up in our sleeves. If Kincaid refuses, then he's as good as guilty. However, as you are involved, then it would be logical to have a Vulcan who is neutral in this case."

"A good point Admiral, may I suggest that you contact my father? In our last communication he told me that he was on his way here, he had some work to do in the embassy."

"I'll do that." Pike turned his chair to leave the room. "Oh, and Spock." He looked over his shoulder at the Vulcan. "Don't do anything stupid. See her if you must, but make sure no one suspects."

Spock nodded and stood in the room with his thoughts, before he too left.

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A few days later, Spock stood by the landing site of incoming delegates from other worlds. He had been here for about ten minutes and his father's ship should arrive in five.

He allowed his mind to wander for a moment. Skye had been released from the hospital and had talked to Admiral Pike of everything that had happened to her, and it had been decided that the hearing against professor Kincaid would be held in two days.

Skye and he had been out one evening, sharing a meal on an establishment thirty minutes from the Academy, a nicer place which was rarely frequented by the students. It suited them perfectly, and they got to know each other more and Spock found himself growing more attached to her, finding her complementing his rational side with her open and affectionate side. In fact, she reminded him a bit of his mother, telling him to express himself more, to show his emotions and to tell her what was on his mind.

When he had escorted her back to her dormitory, he had led her through a back-door, pulling her close when they were away from anyone who could see them and he kissed her gently, thanking her for the pleasant evening, hoping they could do it again. As he had turned to leave, she had pulled him close yet again, and essentially assaulted him with her lips, his desire for her rising to the surface and he responded with the same heat. Suddenly she had pulled away, licking her lips and delight shining in her eyes, mixed with passion.

"Think of me when you meditate tonight, Spock." She had said and kissed him on the cheek, leaving him in the shadows as she went up the stairs to her room. Meditation had been difficult that night.

On the speakers came the announcement that Sarek's ship had landed. Spock pushed away the thoughts of Skye and focused on his meeting with his father, whom he had not seen for almost a year.

He saw how his father came from the landing platform and walked to greet him.

"Mene sakkhet ur-seveh, sa-mekh." He raised his hand in the greeting gesture.

"Mene sakkhet ur-seveh, Spock." Sarek did the same. "There is something you should be aware of, before you continue your bonding with your t'hy'la." Sarek looked apologetic for a moment.

Spock raised his eyebrow in question and truly felt dread in his heart. Sarek moved to look at the exit he had come from and Spock followed his line of vision.

Several other Vulcans had apparently come to Earth with the same ship as his father; many dressed as servants, but also a few who were dressed in finer clothes. One elder lady stood out amongst them.

"T'sai T'Pau." Spock bowed to the elder priestess, wondering why she was on Earth.

"Spock, your father told me you might have found your t'hy'la?" Her voice was cold and no emotion was seen in her eyes.

"I believe so, T'sai." Spock had no idea why she was here at all; she almost never left her home.

"Then you would not mind if I test her, would you?" She almost smirked; she did not like outsiders in their culture. She had barely tolerated Spock's mother.

"You may speak with her first, T'sai. It is her choice to be tested."

"So it is… but if she is not, I have someone else here who demands her right to be your adun'a." T'Pau gestured for one of the maidens to step forward.

The Vulcan female pulled down her hood and revealed herself. She was pretty with a defined face, high cheekbones and cat-like eyes, which were dark and cold, her emotions were hidden, a perfect wife for a Vulcan man.

"T'Pring." Spock nodded to her. His childhood fiancée had come to Earth and wanted to claim him.

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*laughs evilly* another cliffy :P

To make sure you are anticipating the next chapter even more.

I have a question for you, my readers. What would you like to see next? I have several ideas buzzing around in my mind now, so this story can take two or three turns. I just want to see what your minds might want to see happen between Spock and Skye.

Some info:

In The Original Series, Spock went through his Pon Farr, in 2267, here it's currently 2261, by my calculations. Three years after the Nero-incident. So, if he went through a Pon Farr before that, which would have been in 2260, but I think that the one in 2267 was his first one. I don't know yet if I should have Spock go through a Pon Farr, but maybe the whole thing with T'Pring and so, might be accelerating this. I don't know.

In the Original Series, T'Pring doesn't want Spock for a husband, but she wants Stonn, another Vulcan. But here she does want to claim him, as she has seen the potential to have a renowned husband within Star Fleet.

So, what do you think?

lunatic.

ps. how much more smut do you wanna have? to what extent? ds.

Translations:

T'hy'la - friend-lover-lifelong companion, blood brother/sister; soul mate; soul-brother/sister

Var-tor- tell - to give a detailed account of; narrate; to communicate by speech or writing; express with words (verb)

Mene sakkhet ur-seveh- 'live long and prosper'

Sa-mekh – father

T'sai - lady

Adun'a – wife- a woman joined to a man in marriage; a female spouse

All these words are from the 'Vulcan Language Dictionary' (http : // www . starbase-10 . de / vld /)