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Author's Notes – this chapter and the next two are inspired by Guest's review, May 22nd
Earth date – July 13th 2260, USS Enterprise, Uhura's quarters
7th Date
The sound of a Vulcan lute played in the background, the lighting dimmed to candlelight levels, the table was set, and all that was missing was the invited guest. Exactly 18.00 hours ship's time, Uhura's door buzzed from the outside. She did not need to check the screen above the door to see who it was, she was not expecting anyone else but Commander Spock, first officer of the best ship in the fleet, boyfriend in the making and potential future lover. Well not potential, definitely future lover.
"Enter, Spock."
She replied, making a last second check in the mirror that her hair and make-up were spot on. Not that she wanted to impress him but even Vulcans had an eye for things that looked good. And if she said so herself, she looked pretty good.
The door swooshed open and Spock entered. Standing tall and handsome in his navy blue Shi'Kahri robes, his clan name embroidered with gold thread down the lapels. His outfit complimented her sky blue kaftan and headdress. He looked at her, his eyes filled with admiration.
"Greetings Nyota, I believe it is customary to supply this." He handed over a bottle of Vulcan wine from his home town Shi'kahr.
"Shi'Kahri Port, year of 8855, wow expensive stuff Spock. Where did you get this?" Uhura asked.
"My father gave me a case before he headed back to Vulcan. He often shared this with my mother. He decided to pass it onto me."
Uhura found the gesture moving and sad at the same time.
"I grieve with you Spock, losing your mother, the tragedy your people suffered. You must miss her every day."
Spock understood the human sentiment, rather than correct her with some Vulcan platitude, he accepted it graciously. Somehow Uhura had that effect on him.
"My mother was the most important female in my life." He declined the seat Uhura offered him, instead he took the glasses from the table and poured the drinks.
"I believe she would be pleased by our friendship Nyota." She took the offered glass and proposed a toast.
"To T'Sai Amanda Grayson S'chn T'gai, Spock's number one lady."
Spock bowed his head in agreement and added another toast.
"To Nyota Uhura, the probability of you becoming the most important female in my life increases with each encounter."
If Spock was to be totally honest, Uhura already held that title but he did not believe she was ready to hear that.
Uhura felt awed by his words. If she knew this is what being courted by the enigmatic Vulcan would entail, she would have never left him in that room four years ago.
"Thank you Spock, you're such a romantic."
Spock held out her seat as Uhura invited him to dine.
"My mother taught me well."
Uhura smiled as she took her seat, she was not overly religious but she would thank the Unknown cosmic powers for having this male enter her life.
Author's Notes
My summer has been busier than planned which is a good thing for me but not for my stories, I aim to complete this one by end of September (fingers crossed).