Chapter 12

What Are You Looking At?

Are You Crazy?

After what could be described as a celebration, Spock brought Nyota to her door and kissed the top of her head.

"I must leave you K'diwa. Deep meditation can be the only cure for my condition brought on by your absence. I count the hours."

Nyota brushed a kiss across his lips and said with a sigh,

"The feelings are mutual. It is pure torment for me also, to be married and bonded to have you near, and yet not have you. I will not ask you for another countdown.

Holding her close, just briefly, he rubbed his cheek against her hair and said,

"I hope your sleep tonight is productive."

Her reply was simply,

"I doubt it."

Spock turned and walked to his door and because he knew she was still at the door he looked back at her and she blew him a kiss.

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Nyota secure her night gown from under her pillow and then proceeded to the bathroom. It was a good decision, because of what ocuured next.

As she exited the bathroom a hand was clasped over her mouth and a familiar voice said,

"I will not hurt you Nyota, I just want to talk to you and have you listen."

Nyota recognized Roosevelt's voice and she nodded. The house was filled with people, but more importantly a strong negative thought would bring Spock to her.

He brought her to a chair and sat her down.

Grabbing her robe to cover herself, Nyota said,

"How did you get into my room?"

He said, "I have studied that tree outside your window for years hoping that one day I could come to you and make you mine."

Shaking her head Nyota continued,

"Are you crazy. Do you realize the seriousness of what you have just done. You have entered at night, alone into a married woman's private space and saw her in a state of undress. Under Wakafunzi law the husband could determine your punishment, which could be quite severe.

"I don't even want to have to reveal to you the punishment under Vulcan law. Another male, even a doctor has to ask a Vulcan's permission to touch his wife. The Vulcan then must prepare himself for the intrusion upon what he views as belonging solely to him, his bondmate. Roosevelt, a Vulcan bonding is for life, Spock and I are truly one…if he were to find you here his rage would overtake him."

"I promise I will not be long, but I wish to tell you I have loved you for as long as I can remember. There has not ever been anyone that entered my heart but you. When you left here, I left the planet. There appeared no reason for me to continued on this patch of Terra. I have lived off-planet, and have become successful and wealthy. I followed your progress while you were at the Academy and was terrified when your ship was involved in the two battles. When I arrived I was informed you were to be married. In truth, I came here with the intent to stop the wedding, unaware that you already had been married on board your ship and bonded on Vulcan. I understand there is no hope for me but by voicing these thoughts to you I am hoping to free my heart. Maybe somewhere there is another 'Nyota'. Perhaps now I will attempt to seek to find her."

With true compassion in her voice, Nyota took Roosevelt back in time,

"Roosevelt, you remember how focused I was, how determined I was to go into space? I never viewed you or for that matter anyone in a romantic way, until Spock. I, of cause was stubbon, it took him almost three years to convince me of my need to consider him. In your case you were always like a big brother or cousin to me. I am truly sorry for any pain I have unconsciously given you…"

Just then Nyota tiled her head and then said,

"You must leave here immediately."

As Roosevelt had started down the tree he heard,

"Nyota, you are under distress. Please open the door.

Nyota opened the door and virtually fell into Spock's arms. She placed his hand on her face to encourage a mind-meld. It took an instant for Spock to realize what had happened and he went to the window and looked out as he breathed hard and said,

"Where is he?"

"I demanded that he leave."

Just then a vehicle ignition cycle was heard and headlights identified the source of the sound as the craft sped from the compound.

Spock led Nyota to her bed and after she was settled he brought the blanket up to her chin. He then stepped away and took the chair to the other end of the room, the farthest distance from her bed. He sent,

'I realize that this room has always meant security to you, but I am sure that at this time the location has been robbed of that sentiment. This is as close as I dare come to you K'diwa. I will remain here to allay your fears."

Nyota nodded as she felt the tears finally come as she clutched her pillow and attempted to find sleep.

Once he was convinced that sleep had finally overtaken her he knelt to meditate. He was in conflict. The source was simple, he had not been able to protect her. The outcome could have been so much worse. He was aware that Roosevelt was an honorable man, just frustrated at a great loss. He could empathized for the thought of loosing Nyota in anyway simply terrified him.

Of one thing he is certain, the perpetrader would not return. Another thing he had to acknowledge was that as a trained Star Fleet officer Nyota was quite capable, and could protect herself.

He looked foirward to the elder ones of the clan giving advise to them with words of wisdom and poems.