A/N- I'm so so so sorry this took so long! And that's it's so short! I'll have another chapter out soon, I swear.
Have I told you guys yet that I love you? I love you. (And thank you for all the emoticons in your reviews, they made my day!)
Again, please correct any mistakes you may find.
Disclaimer- Never ever ever have I owned Star Trek. Gr.
Dear Nyny,
We'll, excuse you. You're the one who hasn't been around for our calls! I guess the time zones just don't coincide too well. Glad to hear from you, though. I joked yesterday you might be dead; you were so unresponsive.
Mom freaked out when I said that, actually. I was apologizing for hours. She's not getting better, I'm so worried about her. She doesn't eat too much, goes to work, and then locks herself into her room all night. The doctors said there should be some level of recovery by now, but I don't see it.
Anyway, enough depressing! She isn't feeling as bad as right after the accident. Dad says hello, and also something about comprehending similarities between aspects of analyses? I don't remember.
As for me, I'm through with Derreck. I really need to stop getting involved with guys who have a shriveled pretzel for a heart. (Do you like my metaphor? Spinez has decided we need to review figurative language. Again. Along with semicolons; that's why I am using so many. I imagine it's annoying, sorry about that.)
Speaking of guys who have (or don't have) hearts, I haven't heard about anyone new for you! It's a shame things didn't work out with Nick, his hair is the best. And I know you well enough to knoe you'll have gotten your little heart set on someone, so drop the poor family a note sometime!
We love you and miss you (and that sort of thing.) (can you tell I'm mocking you?)(you're not extraordinarily dumb, I bet you can.)
Love,
Natasha and Co.
Ps- Congrats on that ICLA…thing. Dad just reminded me. I guess I forgot to put that in the actual message.
He argues that their colleagues would have no way of knowing what was happening in his apartment. He tells her she is finding a correlation between random events.
She dismisses this, arguing that a minor degree of paranoia about something is necessary among humans, and also that there is no way so many people can interrupt at the most inopportune moments by chance.
This time it's Chekov, hastily apologizing and tripping over whatever his feet can manage to find. A delivery of papers of some sort, made sufficiently awkward.
He knew about them, a bunch of people did; but as the doors shut, she overflowed with nervous laughter.
It wasn't like they were having sex or anything. (Well, not at the moment.) She had been so close to asking him if things felt any better. The moment was ruined.
He can tell she is preoccupied, but decides not to press the issue.
Dear Spock,
It's good to hear from you. I can't help being worried about how you're keeping up. Don't try to tell me it's no use, it's not one of those things I can control.
Your father is concerned about you. Don't ask me how I know, because the answer is the same way I know you're concerned about him. No, you're not behaving erratically, I just know. But despite unvoiced concerns, both of us are doing very well.
I'm glad you're assisting the cadet, that's very kind of you. Are they a good speaker of Vulcan? I bet you haven't been able to converse much in it. And try not to be too hard on them. I'm not accusing you of anything…but people have lots of differing attitudes.
You have no idea how long I debated typing the smiley face. It's not used to signify the absence of emotion in the words, not at all. It's supposed to say that the words would be accompanied n conversation by that expression. Try to think of it not as a deficit of emotion, but a surplus.
It's always lovely to hear from you. Take care of yourself.
Love,
Your mother, Amanda
:)
A/N part 2- Can't express how much I love you. Thank you guys so much! :D