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Star Trek is in no way, shape, form or fashion owned by me. It's just much beloved by me.

I'm dyslexic I'm fighting against it as I go, but it means my grammar skills stink.

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From across where Spock stood Sarek spoke. He did not need to raise his voice to be heard. But then again a Vulcan never raised their voice. Sarek's however could bring the entire floor of the Federation to a halt no matter how heated the discussion had been. "Yes my son, you can."

Spock crossed the room in a matter of a few strides. Those who were in his way moved. The violence that he barely held in check seemed to ripple outward in great waves of malice should any stand in his way. Spock's voice was calm when he spoke, his eyes were not "How".

Sarek looked around the room. "Leave us." He spoke with complete authority. He was used to being obeyed. All present began to move for the door. Stonn did not move because he was restrained to the table still growling and fighting for his release. T'Pring moved however it was not for the door, instead she moved closer to where Spock and Sarek were staring at each other. The air around them was thick with things unspoken. She had ever intention of being involved in their conversation. This would help her when it came time to break the bond. She would be secure in what she could would be granted from their family and then she could begin the life she wanted. The look she received from Sarek stopped her cold and took her breath away. "You were told to leave."

"All is silence with in the family Elder. I am family, so I shall remain."

"No, T'Pring you are not now, nor shall you ever be family. I know the depths of you treachery. Your intended bond mate needed you. You were to be his strength when he had none, yet where were you? You should have held what he could not. And you were not there. I am the head of this family. I made the bond which you have broken." Sarek raised his voice, something that rarely ever happened, but witnesses were needed. "Hear me now and bear witness. T'Pring you have been bonded to my son since the time of childhood. In the ways of our people you were joined. All that he had was to be yours, and he was to be all that you needed. Your ways, in actions have been found wanting. You have not held true to the ways of our people. You have not held your bond scared. There for I remove you from this bond that you chose to see as a means to and end. All will be as if it never happened. Family you are no more." When he leaved his gaze back on her it was hard and cold as the depths of space. "Leave. Now."

She did not question, she lowered her head as the weight of her shame came to rest on her shoulder. Whether it was same of her actions or shame at being caught neither carry, both were glad to be rid of her. Sarek knew what it was like to be bonded with someone who was less than desired, and he also knew what it was like to find your true bond mate. One who was half your heart and half your soul. There was nothing like that in all the worlds, or in all the galaxies.

He was not used to being questioned, so he fought hard look that came into his eyes when the Dr. McCoy spoke. "I'm not going anywhere. I've got a patient that needs to be attended too. And the minute I can get him knocked out long enough he's going straight surgery to repair the damage to that multilayered brain you pointy eared bastards got floating around in there. I'll probably be in surgery until next Tuesday. So sorry, Sir, but whatever you've gotta say you can say it in front of me. Consider it doctor-patient confidentiality or whatever you want to rationalize it as. I'm not going. Besides what if Spock has another psychotic episode and decides to tear this place apart. Someone's gotta be here with the tranquilizer gun. Lord know it's take as much as you'd give an elephant to get you guys down for even a minute."

Sarek noticed Spock's eyes startle then darken with anger. He had heard his son's promise. He knew that Spock had threatened that very thing. And while not completely logical, nor feasible, it would not stop him from doing all that he could to find her. No matter the damage done to himself, to those around him, to those who stood in his way. Nothing would matter until she was safe. Not even Spock's own safety. Sarek had lost too much to let that happen. This need was a need that Sarek knew all too well. He knew what it was like to be absent the most important thing in your life. He would give anything, do anything, even his own life to see Amanda safe again. While it was not possible for him, it was possible for his son. So to ease the pain in his own heart he would ease that within his son's.

Fighting a frustrated sigh Sarek looked past his son to the doctor. "You need him to remain unconscious for an extended period of time, but in his condition your medicine will not work? Am I to understand that to be correct?"

"No. I need him to remain unconscious and still long enough for the neural stimulators to fix that oh so complicated brain your race is so damn proud of. But if I give him that amount I won't have enough on hand for Spock should he relapse. I can only synthesize so much at a time, and every dose I give builds and immunity to it. Damnedest thing I've ever seen. I'd hate to have to give one of you surgery..."

As Bones continued to grumble Sarek walked over to Stonn, and put his hand to the younger Vulcan's shoulder. Bones had seen that action one other time. When Spock put Kirk out before throwing him off the ship for mutiny. "How longs that going to work? And can you teach me."

"I gave him a particularly strong suggestion, but I shall have my assistant go with you into surgery to assist in his sedation. Now doctor if you will excuse us." Sarek lead Spock to the far side of the room while Bones started prepping Stonn.

Sarek didn't know where to begin. Emotions had always been Amanda's forte. He knew Spock was growing restless for him to speak, but would not dare interrupt his father. Drawing a breath he began. "I could always... feel... your mother. She was... important to me before we bonded. Consider it a hold over from our more primal nature. Once we had... touched each other, even though it had not been a full meld I could always feel her. She remained on the cusp of my consciousness. It felt as though she were standing near or just in the other room. At a social function being held by the Federation to honor her for the invention of the universal translator I was able to find her in the crowed room easily. If you would share... her with me we might work together to find her. Our family has lost so much of late I would not see another member lost."

Spock stared at his father shocked. He had known. Sarek had known. 'Of course I did my son. I am not blind.' His fathers voice rolled through his mind. Spock felt his father looking through memories of Nyota to get a sense of her. They were looking for the wisp of her essence that Spock currently carried deeply guarded within. It was a watered down version of the part of her that Spock would forever carry with him.

Focusing on the memories and emotional connections his father would need, Spock brought them to the forefront of his mind. In Vulcan's such bonds were made through telepathy. In humans such bonds came about in various ways. The most intimate of these memories Spock would never share. But the ones that had surprised him, and caused him to open a deeply guarded part of himself to her. Those were the ones he shared. They were so very precious to him.

These where times when as she had told him that he had touched her soul. The day on the beach in Africa the last night of their trip. Sharing stories and conversations with her family of places they'd been in their travels on the first night of the same trip. Nyota had fallen asleep durning the conversation while on the porch swing with her head pillowed against his shoulder, after her family had gone to bed he'd kissed her to wake her. That had lead to him learning the beauty of watching an African sunrise when beheld with someone more dear to you than your next breath. The out door theatrical festival one fall night in San Francisco. The last play on the last night had been Pride and Prejudice. It had grown colder as the night drew in. In the dark no one knew he was Vulcan so holding her close when it had grown cold was only an act of logic. His body temperature being much warmer than hers. Spock had quoted lines quietly into her ear as she'd fought sleep in his arms. He thought he'd upset her when he noticed the tears in her eyes. She'd reached out and held his face, much like she had in the turbo lift, and the depth of the emotion she'd given him had literally stolen his breath.

'Your mother had a similar feelings when we first became involved. I would be interested to speak at length to you both, on your thoughts of the subject of Terran soul mates. Once she is returned to us of course.' The pain Sarek felt at his lose was sharp and present as his voice. Spock knew at once that his father would never fault him for his feelings towards Nyota. But one question plagued him since his father had brought the bond with T'Pring to it's close.

'Father, if you knew. If you were aware of T'Pring's... actions, of Nyota's importance... I do not understand? I can not find the logic in your actions.' Spock bought up the hate filled memories of his time being boned to T'Pring.

'Forgive me my son. Proof was needed. T'Pau thought T'Pring might replace her as priestess one day. As your bond mate and priestess she would have been matriarch of our family. T'Pring sought to rise above her station by using our family. I ensured that did not happen. The good of the many, must out weigh the good of the one, even if unfortunately that one is you my son. However I did not wait for T'Pau's arrival to separate you. T'Pring may suffer some... complications when or if she attempts to bond again. That is most unfortunate don't you agree.'

'Yes. Most unfortunate indeed.'

The lack of concern for one who had caused so much pain was not lost on either father or son. Sarek though he may not always show it was as protective of his son as any Vulcan father. And after recent enlightenments Spock had a new deeply felt appreciation of his father.

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The door to the med lab opened and an excited Jim Kirk rushed in holding a PADD in his hands. "Spock, we found her PADD. Her new one, the one she got to replace the one they took. It was found in the dining room where breakfast was being served. She left you a message. Clever girlfriend you've got there, but this leads us to a bigger problem."

Spock and Sarek joined Kirk where he pointed to a message she'd smudged across the screen with her finger. Tilting the screen to better see the message she'd drawn across the glass caused Spock's breath to catch, only this time out of fear for her. Her message consisted of two words written although the finally stroke of the last letter was jagged and trailing as if she'd fallen while writing it.

Find me

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Nyota felt a hand push against her mouth as she was fighting her way to wakefulness. Her body ached. Her brain felt as though it had been rattled in her head. She tried to draw breath to scream as the the memories slammed back into her. She started to struggle against the hands that held her. Every action brought pain.

"Shh you must stop. If Saval knows you are awake he will return. You are going to be moved to a location that is very dangerous to your friends the moment you are awake. Lie still and your comrades might still find you yet." Movement in the other rooms silenced them both. After a moment the movements began again and so did he. "My name is Thorval. They have my daughter as I told you. I will help you if you will help her. Do we have a deal?"

Nyota gave him an appraising look. She had always been a good judge of character. She'd sized Jim Kirk up in seconds. She was hardly ever wrong. And a parent would do anything to save their child, that was almost always a universal truth. So slowly in attempt to avoid the dizziness that came whenever she moved her head she nodded.

"Good."

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