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Earth date – October 2266, USS Enterprise above Starbase 27

'Someone like you'

"Adun'a you are certain that my attendance at the seminar, does not hinder your shore leave plans?"

Spock asked his wife as he observed her taking off her uniform.

"Oh no ashayam , you go have fun with Scotty, knock yourself out discussing 'Advanced dilithium crystallisation' with the other geniuses." Uhura patted his arm as she walked passed, dressed only in her underwear. As she bent over to pick clothes from an open dresser, Spock speculated whether they had enough time to enhance their marital bond, physically.

Uhura spun round, through the bond she felt her husband's interest turn to sexual matters, if only for a few seconds.

"Hey I felt that Commander, no time to play, find the cucumber. You have a seminar to attend, and I'm meeting the girls in ten minutes."

"My lok is not a cucumber Nyota," Spock replied with fake offense.

"Of course it is mpenzi, it's my cucumber and later after we go dancing, you can sandwich it between my thighs. How would you like that?" She stated boldly, arms akimbo, tongue sliding across her lips.

Spock pulled her to his chest, scenting her neck and face with his nose. Such 'catlike' actions were so Vulcan for his human wife, and so arousing.

"Dancing, Nyota?" Spock raised his head, a short sigh escaped from his lips as he paid attention to her words as well as her body.

"Yes, dancing. We haven't danced since our wedding, that's almost 18 months ago. Tonight we're meeting Kirk, Carol and Lenny at a salsa club on the base. And I know you can salsa, you used to take me when we were at the Academy."

Spock could not resist her plea, dancing was not really his thing, especially the public, sensual touching of Terran dancing, but for her, he would do it. After all, they were on shore leave.

"McCoy is no longer socialising with Ensign Martinez?" Spock asked, not that he cared about such things but the doctor was his friend and had a tendency to take breakups very badly. Even when he initiated them. Most illogical.

"That's right, they broke up two months ago. Spock, you need to be more aware of these things as the first officer, it's not just the senior crew's professional doings you should be aware of."

Spock's raised brow went unnoticed as she continued talking.

"Anyway, Lenny needs to get laid, before he acts even more grouchy than normal and starts hypo-spraying anything that moves. Especially the Captain."

"Nyota, please do not interfere ..."

"I'm not interfering honey, I'm just helping, just like our friends helped us. Now run along now, don't keep Scotty waiting."

Uhura waved her hands in a shooing motion, as she sat on the bed to complete getting dressed. It was illogical to continue the conversation, after all Spock knew this topic would come up again. His wife was on a 'get McCoy a girlfriend' mode and nothing he said could dissuade her*.

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"Mr Spock!" Is it really you, Mr Spock?"

He turned his head to the sound of the voice, calling him. He almost stopped in surprise, years of Vulcan discipline kept his face masked as he responded.

"Dr Kalomi, greetings. This is an unexpected meeting."

Spock tried not to stare at the lovely young woman. Age had not marred her beauty. Her blue eyes sparkled with happiness, her golden hair was longer but after 13 years that was to be expected.

"It is so good to see you Mr Spock. Are you busy, do you have time for a cup of tea, I know just the place," Her words flowed quickly together.

It was early afternoon. The seminar had ended. Spock wasn't hungry so declined Scotty's invitation to dine at an Orion sandwich bar. Even if he wasn't a married man, scantily clad Orion waitresses would have no effect on his Vulcan physique. So he decided to take a stroll around the starbase, pleased that Nyota was enjoying her time at a spa with her friends. It was on his walkabout that Leila Kalomi spotted him, striding tall in his Starfleet blues.

Spock followed her as she led them to one of the many tea shops on the promenade. After placing their orders, they chose a seat near the window so they could take in the sights. Leila felt excitement at seeing her lost love again. For her Spock was the one that got away, their romantic but brief summer affair left a lasting impression on her. The years made him look even more handsome and sexually appealing. Maybe this time things would be different?

"Mr Spock, it's been a long time. How have you been, when I heard the terrible news about your home and your family I…." Leila paused, watching his face for any signs for distress, not that she expected to see any.

"I'm sorry for bringing up the past…I hope I did not cause offence."

"There is not offence where none is taken Dr Kalomi."

"Please, you can call an old friend Leila, can't you, no need for us to be so formal with each other."

Spock damped down his sense of discomfort but she was right. They had been intimate many years ago. Lovers as well as colleagues. 'Friends with benefits' she had called them. However when she wanted more than he was willing to give, Leila moved offworld to join a scientific expedition.

"So what are you now, a Commander?" she asked looking at the stripes on his sleeves.

"Yes, I am serving aboard the Enterprise under Captain Kirk," Spock replied.

"Is T'Pring serving with you?" She probed, wondering if his Vulcan wife followed him into the fleet.

"Negative, T'Pring lives on the colony with her family."

Spock wondered why she mentioned T'Pring, then realised when he met the human female he was still 'married'. It was not one of his best actions to have a sexual relationship with another without breaking his bond. He decided to correct her assumption but before he could Leila reached over and touched an arm resting on the table.

"I am so pleased to hear that Spock, I have missed you these many years. I never forgot what we had. I'm sure its not coincidence we met..

Spock moved his arm away from her. The situation was getting out of control.

"Leila. Dr Kalomi, you are mistaken. I am not in a position to return your affections..." Spock looked up as the waiter returned to serve their tea, except this waiter looked a lot like his wife.

"What he is trying to say Madam, he is in no position and won't be any time soon, to return your affections because Mr Spock is married to me."

Uhura placed a tray of two teas down on the table and seeing no other spare chair nearby sat on her husband's lap. She knew he was not keen on public display of affections but his 'let the woman down gently' tactic was not going to work.

"Hello adun, miss me?" She asked boldly, touching her fingers to his.

Leila looked up in surprise at the bold lady, wearing a very tight pair of black, fake leather pants and a red cropped top, with midriff on show. Large earrings dangling from her lobes. Mr Spock had married this?!

"Who's your friend?" Uhura asked as she took her husband's teacup and sipped from it.

After Spock introduced them, Uhura boldly kept up the conversation, asking Leila all about herself, and soon got her talking about the reason for her stay on the starbase, something about a failed project on Omicron Ceta III.

Leila had never felt so embarrassed in her life, not even when the spores had the colonists acting a fool doing nothing but being as high as a kite back on the colony. Sadly seeing the couple walk off arm in arm looking so happy and content, Leila realised she never had a chance with Spock. She lost it all those years ago. She was glad to see him happy with his new wife, she wished him nothing but the best, hoping he would never forget what they had.

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"You were jealous, Nyota."

"I'm not like that, I just felt sorry for the poor girl. I thought Vulcans were plain speaking, but you seem to lose the ability to speak when it comes to pretty ladies."

"You will explain the latter part of your statement another time, but I am puzzled, you did not come to claim me?"

Sensing he wants her to say 'Yes' Uhura tells him what he wants to hear.

"I came to let that kohmin know you are forever mine, she missed her chance."

Spock grabs her to him and purrs. Jealously and possessiveness, a Vulcan aphrodisiac. Who knew.

Author's notes

The canon background to parts of this story is TOS 'This side of Paradise' one of my fav Star Trek episodes – poor Leila loses again

*I will write more on this in 'The Taming of the Grouch'