*Spock's POV*

I walked down the halls, hands behind my back as I searched for Commander Alex. Floor after floor, I soon began to grow tiresome of the inside of the turbo lift. At the 6th floor, I passed Commander Scott, who was mumbling angrily. I noticed he had clay splattered all over him, making me raise an eyebrow. "Mr. Scott, where is-" He held his hand up, walking past me. "You 'ave me babysit fer tha' gir' one more damned time, I'll kill 'er, I swear it." I looked back at him, an eyebrow raised to my hairline. "Fascinating." I muttered, seeing a piece of his pants ripped out, showing Scotland colored under garments. With a small smirk unnoticeable to anyone who didn't know him well, he made his way down the hallway, hearing loud voices as I went on.

"Very good Alk'or!" Her light voice carried through, and I stopped in front of a large open way, showing the Kids area. I looked down and found Sylar laying down in the doorway, only picking his head up to stare at me, then putting it back down on top of a piece of cloth….

Shaking my head I looked around and saw different specied kids working either together or separately on various clay projects. I spotted the Commander helping a very young Andorion with a clay formation that resembled a Kor'on. The young girls antennas wagged happily as she smiled and laughed, as she looked up at Alex, who smiled back gracefully.

Something inside of me tightened, looking at her playing lightly with the children. My side tightened (where the Vulcan heart is, for those that do not know), and the same feeling he got when he kissed his came rushing past his Vulcan barrier like, what a human would call, a ninja.

I inhaled, closing my eyes and blocking it as best as I could, only to have Sylar groans and huff, making me raise an eyebrow. He looked up at me with a odd look, then sighed, as well as a dog could, and stood up, putting his nose up. I put my hand to it, still slightly at awe at the intelligence of the dog.

I am not a dog, thank you very much.

I raised an eyebrow. "Fascinating."

You are not like the elder. Your much more stubborn of your feelings then he.

With that, Sylar went into the room and sat next to a young human boy, Being taller then the boy when sitting down. I was left standing, wondering 1. What the being was if not a dog, and 2. If he was an empath.

*Normal POV*

I stuck my tongue out, tilting my head as I tried to replicate the Eiffel tower. When done, I looked at it. "What do ya think?" I asked Alk'or. He stop and looked at it, tilting his own head. "Needs something…" He muttered, making me look at him and smile. "Your right. And I think I know juuuuuuuuuuust the thing…" I muttered, getting my phaser out. "That is most unwise." A monotone voice said from next to me. "Psh, what do you know?" I said, not looking at him and began the phaser beam to cut out a flame shape. He stifled a sigh, and I smiled, when done, crossing my arms. "See? All go-" The piece of table fell, catching the floor on fire. I looked at the wall with a blatant look, as the fire took itself out being it was a luonium floor. Alk'or was in fits of giggles that was adorable. "It would seem-"

"Shut it." I said, standing. "Take care of the group." I said, making the young Andorion nod. I looked to Spock for first time, and he lowered his head some, allowing me to lead the way out, which I did, him in tow. Once walking down the hallway, he walked next to me, a passive Vulcan face on. "Why are you with the children?" He asked as we walked into my quarters for his duty of looking after me. I sat down on my bed, laying down and looking at the ceiling. "If I am going to be treated as a child, I might as well hang out with some." I muttered, knowing he heard me perfectly.

"It is to ensure your safety." He replied coolly, sitting in my desk chair, back straight as stalk. "Why is it you purist on evading the faculty that watch over you?" I chuckled some, thinking about how Scotty almost went ape shit. "'Cause I do not like feeling useless. Makes me feel weak." I sat up and looked at him, raising an eyebrow. "I am sure you can understand." He raised an eyebrow at that. "Indeed."

"So, how long is your shift?" I asked, knowing I couldn't get rid of him like I did with varies security officers, Sulu, McCoy, Uhura and Scotty. Damn Vulcan. "It would seem no one else but Kirk and myself is willing to accompany you." I laughed some. "Damn I'm good." He raised another eyebrow and I gave him an innocent smile. "So, why hasn't the good captain babysat me yet?" It was small, but I caught the possessive/guarding look in his eyes. "I do not trust him as I do the others." My eyebrows introduced themselves to my hair line, staying there for dinner. He stood and walked to the window, hands behind his back. " 'I can make her love being babysat'. Where is exact words." I laughed, rolling my eyes. "Just because he is the captain, doesn't make him any less my student." I sat up more and crossed my legs on the bed.

"Uhura has moved on you know." His body went ridged, and I tilted my head. "I do not know-" He said, but I cut him off. "I am not blind Spock. You forget I am half Vulcan as well." He turned his head to my in the slightest. "Unlike the others, I know what two fingers held to each other means. And the slight brushes and looks?" He turned his head back to the window. "I also know you broke it off wit her sometime ago." His back went straighter, if possible. "She wanted you to know, thought didn't know how to tell you, that she is over it." Like a switch was pulled, he visibly relaxed, exhaling. "I am glad." I smirked, rolling my eyes.

"Since I know your not up for any sort of fun, sit and let's talk. I am bored once more." I said, making him turn to me with a raised eyebrow. I raised my own and he internally sighed, walking over and sitting at the end of the bed, 2 feet away from me. "What is it you wish to discuss." I tilted my head, then smiled. "What happened? When you guys left, what happened?" I said, and he tensed, eyes flashing something.

"Your fathers vessel intercepted ours as a decoy, as a small ship went passed us, clocked, and onto the planet." He paused a bit. "We were engaged into battle, them vastly out-gunning us," I nodded, knowing Arkitian's made them who they are by their immense engineering skills. Comes in handy, but not when they are the enemy. "We did not know of the other ship until my elder counter part sent us a transmission." His brows knitted together at this point. "He said he was able to get you away, but was stopped by Romulan's and Arkitian's. He was only able to see you get shot before he was overtaken by the enemy." His eyes immediately darted to my shoulder, which McCoy had healed that morning on his shift to take care of me.

"Kirk beamed down, my counter part and that damned dog of yours, beamed up after telling him where to go to find you. Once there, he was able to fend off the enemy that were bombarding the cave, with shots and time bombs…" He turned to look at me then, eyes filled with emotion. "I thought I lost you…" I swallowed some as he said this, staring at him intently as he at me. "When I saw Kirk beam up a bored…. You were barley alive." There was a long, intense pause as we stared at each other. As if suddenly, I understood what he was saying, yet wasn't. "Spock… What-" He looked away before I could continue, debating his self-control. "I have come to terms with you and your recklessness, but do not try and leave this ship again." As he looked back to me, our legs touched, and I caught a fleeting thought of his.

Do not leave me…

I scooted closer to him, and he too me, our sides now touching, looking intently at each other. As he leaned down, my heart skipped and my body became like fire. I leaned up, wrapping one arm around his neck, loving how strong it is. As our lips were mere centimeters apart, his con beeps, making both of us stop. "Bridge to Spock." Sulu said. Spock just stared at me, then stood, leaving me on the bed confused and a right bit embarrassed.

He hit the icon on his shirt, his side to me. "Spock here." He didn't glance at more nor even move for that matter, his body now made of ice as he did the classic Vulcan move and shut all emotions out when faced with something they can't handle. "We are approaching Arkitian, Kirk request you presences for departure." I shot up, glaring at Spock. It was only then that he turned his upper body to face me. "Acknowledged." Wit that, he shut the line down and faced me fully, hands behind his back.

The good words of McCoy came to my mind.

"Are you out of your Vulcan mind?!" He raised an eyebrow and I just glared. "Pike has ordered us to talk to the Arkitan council to see what we must to do conduct correct punishment. Also," He said holding his hand up to silence me as I opened my mouth. "We are here for a upgrade on our weapons and installations for new ones. We shall not fight them and lose again." He looked me up and down, a flicker of his emotion coming through. "Are you well enough to be on your own?" I rolled my eyes and barreled past him, bumping his shoulder doing so.

"The hell I am staying on this ship."