Back again, with a few more installments on this one before its done. I'll be starting a new series in a few weeks that will focus on the Enterprise's sickbay. I haven't really decided what to call it yet, but it should be fun. If you all want to send me any prompts or requests, feel free to message me! Just know that as a rule I don't write slash or smut. Enjoy this next installment and Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays!
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Genre: Family
Characters: Spock (POV), Kirk, McCoy, Joanna
Summary:"...this evening, no such sounds greeted him. There was only soft music playing, gently issuing from upstairs, if his highly sensitive hearing perception was correct."
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It was a calm evening, 2.3 weeks into their shoreleave. Spock pushed open the front door of McCoy's ranch house, coming in from the grounds, where he had taken a peaceful walk, enjoying the sunset in solitude.
It was not that he did not appreciate the company of his the Captain and Doctor, on the contrary, he had never had such a pleasant shoreleave experience that he could remember. However, he often craved solitude, the time to think alone and calm his mind. Walking had provided that this evening, and had given him time for a little bit of peaceful meditation.
The house was quiet, an anomaly, as most often when he came into the house he was greeted by the sounds of bright squeals from Joanna, or of the Captain and Dr. McCoy shouting at eachother in one of their common arguments. However, this evening, no such sounds greeted him. There was only soft music playing, gently issuing from upstairs, if his highly sensitive hearing perception was correct.
He followed the sounds, easily able to distinguish words in the melody.
"Lovely, never ever change. Keep that breathless charm…"
His light footsteps carried him nearly silently up the stairs. When he reached the top he was greeted by the sight of the Captain leaning on the doorframe to young Joanna's room, facing away from Spock.
He approached the Captain silently. Any other human would not have noted his approach, but the Captain turned to greet him with a smile almost immediately, as if he could sense Spock's presence. It was strange, the way this human could almost...feel him. The Captain put a finger to his lips in a 'sushing' gesture, and beckoned Spock forward, motioning to the room.
Spock approached carefully, and peered around the door.
"With each word, your tenderness grows, tearing my fears apart."
McCoy was in the room, swaying gently to the music, a rare smile bringing his face alight as he looked down at his daughter, who was holding his hands and standing on his feet. They were dancing.
"And that laugh that wrinkles your nose, touches my foolish heart."
Spock felt a strange, warm sensation in his chest, and was barely able to suppress his smile as he literally felt Jim's ear to ear grin next to him.