This is a little short I know but I'm already working on the next chapter so you don't have to wait that long!


Georgie woke up in her New Vulcan bedroom to her piercing alarm, slapping at the device haphazardly before rolling back over under the covers. The one thing she had learned in her week on New Vulcan was that the days were hot and the nights were freezing. One of the bad parts of living on a desert planet. She had learned to not get out of bed until the sun was at least a little up, otherwise she would freeze. She sat still under the covers trying not fall back asleep. In the next room over she could hear Spock getting up and moving around. Was that creepy of her? She noticed sometime those first few days that he didn't use an alarm, so that either meant he had a great internal clock or just listened for hers. Either one was a great testament to Vulcans. Finally sitting up and kicking back her sheets she surveyed her room as she slowly woke up. Her room was absolutely boring, completely lacking any kind of personal touches. It was small too. Barely bigger than her childhood bedroom. The only furnishings being the bed, dresser, desk and desk chair. She told herself that she would eventually make it seem livable, but right now the lack of personality perfectly matched her mood. She supposed it was a sort of self imposed prison she'd made for herself but she barely ever left her room. Her work was mainly solitary leaving her hours and hours alone. She knew if she ever wanted to be accomplished in her career she would have to get out there and interact with the people and culture, but she really didn't know where to start. So as an alternative she had spent the past days reading and translating, basically the same stuff she did on earth only in a smaller more depressing setting. Oh yeah and she had gotten whiney too over the week too.

She had barely gotten up and shrugged her uniform on when there was a knock at the door. She dragged her feet to the door with little motivation and pressed the button that opened the door. To her surprise she saw Leo and Josh in their full Vulcan clothing.

"Do you need something?" She asked wondering what they were doing.

"We are going down to the settlement to examine possibly water sources, but we wanted to know if you wanted to know if wanted to tag along to uh observe or something. You know because your an anthropologist and there will be Vulcans there." Leo said awkwardly. Georgie shrugged.

"Okay let me change out of my uniform. I'll meet you by the transport room." She told them. After she closed the door she went through her drawers to find a suitable Vulcan outfit. She had grown rather fond of the Vulcan clothes, they were so airy and comfortable unlike Starfleet uniforms. Not to mention that they were perfect for the hot dry climate. She threw on a long flowing kind of dress and a head scarf before heading to the hangars.


"There it is!" Josh pointed. Over the endless hills of sand Georgie could barely make out the silhouette of the small settlement. She wrapped her head scarf tighter around her head, the wind of the open hover car was pulling it in all directions. She was sure she looked thoroughly disheveled now. She was squashed between Leo and Josh being pelted by an endless spray of sand. Of course she had warned them taking the top down was not smart, but the hadn't listened. And now they had a gritty layer of sand sticking to their clothes.

Leo slowed the speeder to a stop not far from the settlement. It looked different from their solid metal compound, the small Vulcan city had a natural look to it, almost blending into the surrounding rock and sand. They tread through the slippery sand which nearly radiated heat. As they got closer Georgie could see a small group of Vulcans looking at what appeared to be blue prints. They were pointing at various piles of sand. As they entered the small group she saw Spock among them, she couldn't say that she was surprised, he liked to have a hand in everything they were doing. Josh and Leo began discussing drills and permeable water proof solutions or something with the Vulcans. Georgie quickly tuned them out and moved into Anthro-observation mode. There wasn't much to observe about Vulcans in their problem solving state, they were all the same in that regard. The thing she was most curious about was outside acceptance and they seemed to take Leo and Josh seriously. It was a good step, some planets after tragedy would become hyper protective and would deny outsiders. Her eyes jumped from Vulcan to Vulcan observing their lack of emotion as they discussed ideas. Her eyes finally landed on Spock who she found was actually watching her. She tried to slide her gaze awkwardly to the next person when he gestured for her to follow him. She moved herself from the group and to his side, he led them away from the group before he began speaking. She turned around to see if anyone had noticed them leave. She saw Leo looking after them with a slightly hurt expression, she offered him a small smile before turning back to Spock. He had his hands behind his back as he walked down the makeshift sidewalk. They passed several small red stoned buildings.

"I have noticed a lack of your presence since we arrived in New Vulcan. Are you dissatisfied with your situation here?" He asked monotone. Apparently even Spock noticed her reclusiveness.

"No it's not that." Georgie said shaking her head. "It's just that, well, I don't have much to do here. I mean Vulcans are private people I can't very well barge into households and watch them. Everyone is also in the problem solving train of thought right now which doesn't allow much cultural growth, so my job isn't all together that helpful right now." She explained. Spock nodded minutely. He stopped in front of one of the taller buildings on the street and keyed in a number to open the doors. He gestured for her to walk in. Immediately the cool air of the building cooled Georgie's warm skin. She looked around the entrance of the building, it was clean, and empty of any clue of where she was.

"Perhaps you would consider a different approach to observing Vulcan." Spock offered leading her down the hall.

"Like what?" She asked curiously.

"Perhaps you could accompany me on my activities throughout the day. I assist in the various project throughout our team, and part of it involves interaction with Vulcans." He told her as they walked through the halls. "Although as you say Vulcans are very private people and may not share as much as you want, you at least won't be bored." He opened another door which led into a spacious office.

"I think that would be a great idea." She responded with a smile although his back was turned. He went to a book shelf on one wall and began pulling tablet PADDs and paper backs off the shelf.

"Where are we?" She finally asked as he stacked books on a table.

"My office." He responded as she moved to a chair in front of the desk.

"You have an office?" She asked. Why would he have an office separate from the compound?

"Yes. It became impractical for me to go back and forth to the compound several times a day so I requested an office in the Embassy." He explained. It almost made Georgie laugh how nonchalant he was about having an Embassy office. She supposed it made sense, he was here on behalf of Starfleet so the Embassy wasn't that far of a stretch, but still it was amazing.

"And you brought me here because?" She asked as he pulled a few more PADDs from a shelf. He looked at her searchingly for amount before sitting across from her.

"You took linguistics correct?" He asked leaning back in his chair. Georgie nodded.

"Your dilemma here with a lack of tasks to do had me thinking of long term solutions. Doing planetary research on a starship would be the first option, but there are no starships that are going those distances currently." He paused. "I believe working in the Embassy could be an alternative option for you. You would also be a more prominent candidate for positions on the five year mission." He explained further.

"What would I do with the Embassy?" Georgie asked. She was curious what Spock had in mind, he had obviously taken time to think this up.

"You've studied various types of cultures which would beneficial in debriefings to various political figures. If you would allow me to teach you then you could be an interpreter of several languages. That coupled with your ability to read body language and minute cultural exchanges would make you competitive in your field." He continued watching her reaction. "There are few translators who ever master the skill. Part of the job is to be able to understand the language and the culture. You are capable of both if you'd let me help you." He finally finished. She nodded carefully.

"Alright show me the way." She said gesturing to the stacks of books.


Let me know what you think but I think it will be interesting to have these two working together everyday.