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Chapter Nine

The next few weeks were almost something like a dream to Nyota. She would stop by at his house almost three times a week. She would be walking through the halls and he would do something like lightly braze her shoulder or slightly brush her wrist and she would automatically know it was him. One small touch would let her know she should show up at his housing later that day.

When she came by after school she would bring her homework. Together they would splay out their things on his coffee table. Her side consisted of her homework and his side had schoolwork he needed to grade. If she needed help, he was right there. They would talk while they worked and they never got bored of each other. Her favorite thing to do was type up a paper while he graded one. Sometimes she would put her feet in his lap.

Because they couldn't go out to eat for fear of being seen, Spock would make vegetarian meals for the both of them. Sometimes Nyota would help, but her knowledge of cooking vegetarian meals was sparse. He ate a lot more than her most of the time but she knew that was because he was Vulcan and required more.

She would leave before it got too late so she didn't have to walk amongst any dangers on the way to her dorm. Spock wouldn't be able to escort her anymore.

Saturdays were only partially different. They were more comfortable around each other. But because of this comfort, they had to be more careful. At his housing, Nyota could reach up and touch his face, Spock could put a hand on hers, but they had to restrain from these acts while at Starfleet. It wasn't hard to do that during class because they were separate from each other the whole time. The worse they could do was look at each other for too long. But in the lab, they constantly shared workspaces and had to communicate just to each other the entire time.

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One Saturday, they were in the lab and Nyota was showing Spock some of her work on one of the screens. He sat behind her, in his own chair. For some reason he had stopped looking at the screen and started focusing on her. When she talked her earrings dangled. His close proximity meant that he could smell her and he thoroughly enjoyed it. He couldn't describe it, but he loved when she leaned on him on his couch.

He looked at the back of her neck, her hair being pulled up into its ponytail. He leaned forward, feeling the warmth of her and feeling the telepathic link buzz with excitement at being so close to the touch. He brought his face forward, behind her, and pressed his lips to the back of her neck.

She was in mid-sentence and turned around surprised.

"Spock!" She whispered loudly, looking out the windows of the room to see if anyone could have seen. Thankfully nobody was there and she turned back to look at him. His face was expressionless, per usual, but she could see it in his eyes. He was bored and he craving her attention, he wanted to be with her. She nodded slowly as if to say she understood. "Right… I will see you soon."

After she turned off her computer, she got up and left the transmissions lab, grabbing her stuff on the way out. He stayed in his chair until she left.

He was a little surprised with himself. He did not mean to lose control like he did. Nyota had kept perfect composure of herself for the last several weeks. This was not something he had anticipated, that he would be the first to break rule number one, if the rule were to be broken at all.

Perhaps it was because Nyota had only been able to come over once that week and he missed her. He didn't want to be venerable to such needs but he couldn't lie to himself, Nyota made him weak. Whatever it was, he wouldn't let something like that happen on Starfleet grounds ever again.

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Being that Nyota couldn't arrive at his house for at least thirty minutes, she decided to go to her dorm first and change into something more comfortable. When she got here, she wasn't expecting to see Galia. It was Saturday night and she seemed to always have plans.

"Oh, hey Galia." Nyota said, and then started changing. "Why are you here?"

Galia was lying in her bed and she coughed, "I am feeling under the weather, and by that, I mean am sick and it is disgusting."

Nyota pulled a slim sweater over her face and then looked at Galia. Her nose looked a funny shade of green and her hair was put into a messy bun. The rest of her was hidden beneath her covers.

"Oh sorry, hun. I didn't know you were sick." Nyota grabbed a scarf and wrapped it around her neck.

Galia saw this and started complaining. "I suppose I will just stay here all alone and by myself…"

"Do you want me to stay?" Nyota asked her.

"Ugh, no. Go have fun and do…" she paused and then looked at Nyota. "Wait where are you going?"

"Out." Nyota said, grabbing her jacket.

"Uh huh…" Galia propped up on her shoulder. "You never go out! You have been going out a lot recently."

Nyota saw a confrontation brewing and grabbed her coat. "Goodbye, Galia."

"You are seeing someone!" she pointed an accusing finger. "You are, aren't you?"

"Nope." Nyota laughed and walked out the door.

On her way out she could here Galia yell, "Liar!"

Nyota knew she would just have to deal with her later. She could probably just convince her that it was nothing special, even though it was.

Nyota looked at the time and realized she would be getting there about ten minutes earlier than she should be. She shrugged it off based on the fact that Spock had already broken rule number one, what was a slight alteration on another?

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When Spock was home, he changed out of his uniform as well. He waited patiently on his couch, thinking about how he lost himself earlier. It was so unlike him.

Vulcans were big on privacy. His parents were always discreet with intimacy and hardly ever expressed affection around him, let alone in public.

Suddenly, his computer as his desk started to beep faintly. He was getting an incoming video request from his mother. He was not expecting this, but he couldn't just ignore it either. He could politely tell her to call her the next day, quickly and before Nyota got there. They wouldn't have much time to talk but he didn't need it.

He got up and went over to his desk, receiving the call. Her face appeared on the screen.

"Hello, mother."

"Hello, Spock." She smiled. "I am sorry I didn't tell you I was going to call you today but I just thought I would say hello."

"Forgive me, mother, but now is not the best time. I require that you call me tomorrow, if you wish to have an extended talk."

She raised her eyebrow. "Oh, I am sorry. Do you have plans?"

"Yes. I have preoccupied arrangements that are too late to reschedule." As much as he enjoyed talks with his mother, Nyota was already on her way over and he craved her presence.

"Then I will contact you tomorrow –" she was about to say goodbye when she could see something happening in the background.

Spock turned around and saw Nyota, who had just walked through the door. She wasn't supposed to be there for another five minutes, at least. That was a part of the rules.

Nyota froze in the doorway, halfway through the door when she looked at Spock. He was at his desk talking onscreen to somebody. By the looks of it, it was an older human woman.

She had messed up by coming a little earlier than she should have. She wasn't sure whether she should just retreat back out of his housing and leave Spock to explain himself all on his own, or if it would be better to just act like what she was doing was perfectly normal.

In taking so long to decide, she just stood in the doorway, one hand on the doorknob.

All Spock had done was turn around to look at her when he heard the door open. He was so surprised that he didn't know how to act.

His mother was the first to speak. Her head was trying to look over Spock, "Who's that?"

She was genuinely interested. This had never happened before. The only person she ever saw when she talked to Spock, was Spock. In all her time there had never been anyone else there.

Nyota waved from across the room. Spock turned back to his mother. It was too late now.

"Uhm, mother… This is an acquaintance of mine, Cadet Uhura."

Nyota cursed in her head for not knocking. She had begun walking right in when he gave her a spare key a few days ago. It would be obvious that she was no mere acquaintance. She walked slowly over to his desk. She stood over Spock's shoulder, not too close.

"Cadet Uhura, this is my mother, Amanda." He introduced them. "She called me from Vulcan, a few minutes before you… walked in."

"Nice to meet you." Nyota smiled and then grabbed a chair to sit next to Spock.

"Oh, so this is the girl that is working on that project with you?" she asked.

"Yes, mother." He said.

Nyota wondered how much Spock actually talked about her to his mother. She didn't expect him to talk to anyone about her whatsoever but she didn't really know much about his relationship with his parents.

Amanda smiled, "Good to finally meet you."

Finally? He must have talked about her quite a bit.

Spock sat there, unsure about what to say. He wanted to contact his mother at another time but now it was too late. He wondered if he should just continue as he normally would with his calls with his mother. He considered asking how his father was doing but decided against it.

"My mother is human like you are yourself." Spock said to Nyota.

She knew he was half human but didn't know on which side. It was great to learn something new about him.

"I don't see many humans often." Said Amanda to Nyota. "It is nice to see that Spock has company in a world full of humans. It can be hard for a Vulcan to find welcoming in the presence of someone so culturally different."

"Is it hard for you?" Nyota asked her.

"To live on Vulcan?" Amanda laughed. "Yes, at times. But I married one. I have learned to adapt."

Nyota laughed and Amanda smiled because she never saw laughs like that on Vulcan.

"It was very nice to see you mother." Said Spock, not wanting to have to dismiss her but too uncomfortable to endure more awkward chunks of conversation.

"I'll leave you two now. It was Nice to meet you, Uhura." She smiled.

"Yes, you too." She said back.

"Goodbye Spock. I will call you tomorrow then."

"Goodbye mother." He said to her sincerely and then turned off the screen.

He then looked to Nyota. She had no idea what he was going to say so he just held her hands up, "I am so sorry! I didn't know you were going to be talking to your mother. It is my fault I walked in early. I can just knock from now on."

She was going to continue apologizing when he began to speak. "No, Nyota. I compromised the first rule today and the responsibility is mine alone."

"But what about your mother?" asked Nyota.

"I do not know what she thinks she knows. There is no way for her to verify anything that may or may not be transpiring between us. If anything, she is just happy that I have company." Spock tried assuring her.

"That's good… that's good." Nyota said halfheartedly and then quickly changed her expression. "And what was that about?"

"Please be more specific."

"In the transmissions lab!" Nyota whispered really loud.

Spock's ears turned slightly green and he looked away before answering her. "I wanted to speak with you."

"You were speaking with me."

Spock reached his hand up to her face and she felt the longing inside of him grow. "It was not in the way I wanted to be speaking with you, alone."

Nyota leaned forward and gave him a quick kiss.

"I do not know what came over me but I do know that it won't happen again. These feelings are new to me, Nyota. I am still learning how to keep them in my control."

Nyota wasn't sure if she liked or disliked the fact that he couldn't control his emotions towards her that day.

"That's okay." Said Nyota; she didn't want him to feel pressured.

"Thank you, Nyota." He said.

She then stood up from her chair and grabbed her bag. She pulled out her homework and put it on the coffee table while Spock went into the kitchen to start preparing them a meal, as they normally would.

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On the planet Vulcan, Amada was smiling to herself.

After she cut off the link she spent some time putting together what she had just witnessed. The woman Spock had talked to her about, the one that worked with him, had just walked into his housing all on her own. She obviously didn't know Spock would be talking to his mother due to the surprised look on her face when she walked through the door.

She just walked through the door! As if she did it normally, on a regular basis. She obviously was allowed to do that because Spock had no objections when she did.

Amanda put two and two together; it wasn't hard. Uhura was Spock's friend; that was easily obvious. But was she more than that? Amanda wasn't prepared for Spock to find a relationship on Earth, but didn't unwelcome it. Usually, Vulcan children were bonded to a partner at a young age. Amanda convinced Sarek not to do that so that he could find love on his own, if he so desired. She was surprised but proud of him. She saw the way he looked at the woman when she laughed. It wasn't just how he looked at anyone.

Spock, her Vulcan son, was having a romantic relationship with a human woman. Well, it sure seemed like it; she had no way of knowing for sure.

She contemplated telling Sarek, her husband, about everything she had just witnessed but decided against it. Spock would tell them if he was with another person on his own, when he was ready.

In her happiness for him, Amanda wiped at her eyes which were preparing tears. She couldn't let anyone see her like that because she would keep Spock's secret.

Amanda thought she could almost see herself in Uhura. That was her once, falling in love with an alien Vulcan. She wondered if Spock's half human part would make it easier for him to fall in love with someone, but she had no way of knowing.

Amanda hoped she wasn't over-romanticizing the whole scenario. She didn't want to jump to conclusions but she was pretty sure.

Spock had a girlfriend and her name was Uhura.


I just love the Sarek and Amanda duo and wish I would expand on them more. But this story is about Spock and Nyota and good thing too because they are so cute!

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