Saviour

by CynCyrWrightings

He owned his own business with two of his best friends, had been offered the job of a lifetime and fell in love. Life was good for James T. Kirk, until it had all been taken from him in one fell swoop. He had seen the attempted murder of his bondmate, been kidnapped, and almost raped. That is until his mate came looking for the one he claimed as his.

36. Nero's Instigation's

Jim looked out at the landscape before him, smiling as he took in the sunset. The day had been long and stressful with the unloading of their equipment and supplies then making sure everyone knew where they were staying and with whom. After they had sorted that out, they were shown to a room where they were introduced to the scientist involved on the project, then given maps and mineral samples of the area they were going to to be working. Jim looked over at the table behind him, frowning. Usually he'd be pouring over the maps and charts with Sam and Hikaru. Tonight, however he was standing in his room staring at a view he's dreamed of his entire life. Wondering if he were going to be able to handle dinner with Spock's parents, especially after the reception they had received upon their arrival.

D'H'riset, was located in Na'nam, located in the Kir province which was located on Mt. Tarhana. It was a beautiful estate, one that offered views from all sides of the house. Jim and Sam had been in awe of the architecture of the house while Sulu and McCoy enjoyed Lady Amanda's gardens. They had all been sitting in the kitchen after the initial tour when Sarek had walked in. He was a tall, silent man, who wore his power and authority as if he were born to the position. He had silently taken in the scene before him, until his dark gaze had stopped on Spock. Jim was sure that nothing had been said nor did his facial expressions change but something had changed. Spock had stiffened and become distant, almost to the point of ignoring Jim. When he'd asked what happened, Spock had simply given him a blank look and left the room, leaving Jim confused and angry.

Giving a frustrated sigh, Jim turned towards the desk and turned on his laptop. He needed to find Sam and Sulu and see what they were doing this evening. He didn't think he could handle anything concerning Spock or his father right now. Pulling up Sulu's terminal number, Jim entered his security code and waited. When Sulu's smiling face came into view, Jim grinned. "Hikaru!"

"Jim! Thought you would have been busy going over maps and charts."

Jim shook his head. "Not tonight, was wondering what you guys were doing, anything planned?"

"Well, yeah, we're headed to the bonfire here in a few. I think Sam was supposed to come by and get you but I'm not sure. Hold on a sec Jim, ok?"

Jim frowned as he waited for his friends return. He hadn't really talked to Sam after they'd left the kitchen so he could understand why everyone would think he was busy. He grinned as Sulu reappeared on the screen.

"Len said he and Lia will swing by and get you, their leaving their suite now. Bring a jacket, it gets cool at night and you know how your immune system is and Len is dying to give you another hypo."

"God forbid, I've had one more than what's really needed today." Jim rubbed his arm, the spot where the needle pierced his skin was still a little sore. "But I'll be dressed, everyone going to be there?"

"As far as I know, Pavel said that the Romulan group has agreed to stop by as well."

"Good, means the night will be about everyone getting to know each other and how we really are. Besides, we need some relaxation before we head out tomorrow." Jim sighed.

"Well, we'll worry about it in the morning, right now get your ass up and ready to go. Len and Lia should be there in a few."

Jim chuckled, "Alright dad I'm going, see you in a few Hikaru!"

Sulu grinned as he waved at Jim and disconnected the video. Turning towards the bedroom, Jim decided to change from his usual jeans and t-shirt to a pair of cream linen pants with a matching shirt. Despite the reports that nights on Vulcan were cold, the gardens were under a dome to protect them from the harsh winds and rays from the sun. With a bonfire and dancing, Jim was sure it wouldn't be to cold and if it was he could always come back to his room and change.

By the time McCoy and Liana arrived, Jim was dressed and ready to go. When a knock sounded at the door, Jim opened it with a grin. "Hey you two, about time you got here."

"Wasn't sure you would wanna go or not, Jim boy." McCoy grinned at his friend.

"Of course, this is our first night here and we're on a different planet, Bones! Why wouldn't I want to get out and see my surroundings?"

"Maybe because we thought you were here with Spock as well." Came the gruff response.

Jim frowned, "No, I've been here going over maps and looking at the view. So I'm not trying to stay in and Lia, you look beautiful as usual." Jim changed the subject before his friend could question his statement.

"Thank you, Jim. Ready to enjoy the evening?" Liana asked softly. Her violet gaze scanned Jim's face, noticing the pinched look around his eyes and small frown curving his lips down. "Are you ok Jimmy?"

"Yeah, yep, I'm good. Let's go before all the food is gone and we starve tonight." Jim stepped through the doorway, smiling at his friends. He didn't want to explain that he wasn't ready to eat with Spock and his parents, not after this afternoon.

"He is not always like that, Jim. Your relationship with Spock is a surprise to him, he never expected Spock to defy him." Liana said softly.

"Yeah, well, I don't know Lia, he looked right through me earlier so, uh, I'm sure it's a bad idea to have dinner with them tonight." Jim glanced over at Liana, unhappy about the tightening in his chest.

"Well, right now let's not mope about it. I'm sure things will work out so until then let's unwind for a few hours." McCoy placed an arm around Jim's shoulder's, grinning over at his friend.

"Sounds good to me, right now I'm ready to enjoy some fun before we head out tomorrow." Jim sighed as they walked through the main house towards the kitchen. "It's going to be hot as hell before noon and I'm not sure what all has been done already."

"From what the science teams have said there's some tents set up as well as a primary building for meetings and meals. Other than that there's a medical tent and all the research is brought back to the city." McCoy said. "It's a wonder they need an excavation team, their all about science, reaching the artifacts they've found require a completely different approach."

Jim frowned, "From what I saw the area is set up for us to go in and drill in the inner wall but we may have to widen one of the openings to get in and out. Just depends on what the site..."

"Are you two seriously talking business right now?"

Jim turned at the sound of his brother's voice. "Hey Sammy, you look good."

Sam grinned at his brother, "Thanks, so do you." Sam was dressed in a matching outfit, much like Jim's, the only difference was that instead of cream, Sam's choice had been a light teal. "Thought you'd be staying in tonight."

Jim shook his head, a frown curving his lips down. "Naw, new place, new things to see. Besides, you know the bonfire is tradition and I understand that both the Romulans and some of the Betazed delegation will be there, pretty sure this isn't something our Vulcan hosts would attend."

"My mother is staying to her rooms and father will join us later in the evening." Liana said with a smile. "So we're spared her, ummm, questions?"

"Thank the good lord, I'm not sure we'd be able to enjoy the evening otherwise." McCoy said with a grin, he chuckled when Liana gave him a light punch in the arm.

Jim smiled at his friends, his stomach fluttering as he watched the couple. "Well, either way it's time for us to have some fun and enjoy this beautiful place."

"Hey guys!" Everyone looked up to see Sulu, Chekov, and Uhura. "Thought you guys would have already made it to the bonfire." Sulu said with a grin.

"Hikaru, my friend, you know that it is tradition for us to show up just a tad bit late. Why, what would everyone do if we arrived early?" Jim grinned. He took a deep breath as they walked through the doors leading out into the gardens. "This is absolutely gorgeous."

Lady Amanda's gardens were under a large dome which seemed to go on for as far as they could see. Trees, flower bushes, and more were spread out over the area as were to large pools in the middle with paths leading away from them for privacy. There were lights strung high among the trees and along the paths, offering illumination for anyone wanting a few moments of peace.

"Jim, it is good to see you out and among the rest of us."

Jim looked up into the dark gaze of Lord Nero, grinning at his statement. "You're not the first person to say that today. I'm really not that hard to find."

Nero gave Jim a small nod, a smile playing about his lips. "Either way, it is good to see you and your friends this evening. Are you going to be participating in the dancing?"

Jim looked thoughtful, "I'm not sure yet. Don't want to offend anyone before we've really gotten a chance to know them."

"It would be a pleasure to watch you and Liana dance, for all our people." Nero said softly. He looked at Jim, his dark gaze taking in the linen outfit, the way it moved as Jim walked. Nero didn't hide his pleasure at Jim's choice of attire, nor did he hide the fact that he was indeed interest in spending the evening with Jim as well.

Jim could feel his face heating as he looked after his friends. Turning in the direction they had left in, Jim glanced quickly over at Nero then back towards the path in front of him. "I, uh, I'll see what Lia says. She may not feel up to it tonight."

Nero nodded, "That is all I can ask. My people are eager to meet you, however, if it would not be to much trouble?"

Jim grinned, "Sure, let me grab a drink and I'll meet you at your table."

"That is acceptable, I will await your return, Jim." Nero said Jim's name softly, almost like a caress. He gave Jim one last, long look then turned and walked over to where his party was sitting.

Jim blinked, trying to understand what had just happened. He wasn't sure but he could have sworn that Nero was flirting with him. But why, why would he want to?

"Even if we're thousands of miles from Earth, you still find a way to flirt with someone, some damn where!"

"It's not my fault Bones, I don't even know what the hell all of that was about?!" Jim looked up in surprise at the angry face in front of him. "Seriously, you know that's not how I am. I'm with Spock, flirting with someone else is..."

"Something that would prove to be most harmful to the offending party."

Jim whipped around to see Spock standing behind him with both his mother and his father. "Spock, I-I thought..."

"I wished to join you this evening, T'hy'la." Spock interrupted Jim softly. He looked from Jim to McCoy then back. He could see the anger in the cerulean depths but he could also see the uncertainty as Jim glanced over at his father then back. "If it is not something..."

"No!" Jim moved forward, grasping the hem of Spock's sleeve. "No, uh, you can come sit with us." Jim glanced over at Amanda and Sarek, surprised that they would both be here with Spock. "I, ummm, I've got to go speak with Nero and his group for a moment, they have some questions, I think." Jim stepped closer to Spock, looking up into the dark, unfathomable eyes watching him. "You're going to be here when I get back, right?"

"Yes, Jim, I will await thee here." Spock spoke softly. He raised his hand, extending the first two fingers, he waited to see if Jim would return the gesture.

Jim watched as Spock waited patiently for his response. Raising his hand he extended the first two fingers, a blush spreading across his face. Jim brushed his fingers against Spock's, sucking in a quick breath at the sharp tingling that shot up his arm and spread through him. "Maybe we can, ummm, w-we can see the gardens later?"

Spock took a deep breath, releasing it on a soft sigh. "I find that more than acceptable, T'hy'la. If you wish, I shall show you the path leading from your room to my private meditation area." Spock took a step closer to Jim. "It is across from..."

"Jim?"

Jim jerked around at the sound of his name. Blinking, he looked at his brother as he walked towards them. "Uh, h-hey Sammy, everything ok?"

"Yeah, ummm, I'm sorry about interrupting but Lord Nero and his guest are asking to speak with us?" Sam looked between Jim and Spock then to Amanda, Sarek, McCoy, and Liana."If this is a bad time, I can let them know..."

"No, I was just about to head over to their table." Jim took a deep breath, his face was hot and his body still tingled from the contact with Spock.

I cherish thee, Ashayam.

Jim turned back to Spock, smiling up at the tall, pale man, he stepped closer. "I'll be right back, ok? Don't, uh, don't go anywhere. We can check out the garden paths after."

Spock nodded, a small smile turning the corners of his lips up. "That is again, agreeable, Jim."

Jim grinned, "Ok, well, I, uh, I'll see you in a few a-and I love you, too." Jim looked up at Spock. The desire to be alone with him stronger than the need to meet the Romulan delegation.

"Jimmy?" Sam called his name softly.

"I, uh, I'll be back." Jim took a small step back from Spock.

"I will await your return here, Ashayam." Spock ignored the soft sound of displeasure from behind him as Jim smiled before turning away and heading off with his brother. Spock watched as both men walked away, their heads close together as they talked amongst each other.

"He is not as I had expected."

"No, he is not what anyone expected him to be." Spock said softly. He could feel his face heating as Jim looked back and gave him a shy smile and small wave. Spock waved back, the action surprising him as well as his parents.

"He makes you forget your teachings." A soft, masculine voice spoke from Spock's left.

"He does not, he makes me remember what it is I have had to endure in order to find one such as him." Spock spoke in a deliberately light tone, trying to control his temper in the face of his father's comments.

"Yet, I find myself intrigued by the man I have seen versus the man I have heard about." Sarek moved to stand next to his son, his face impassive as he watched Sam and Jim walk towards Nero and his group. "Both he and his brother have made impressive advances in their chosen fields. It will be interesting to see how well they work here on Vulcan."

Spock glanced at his father as he stood in silence. When he remained silent, Spock turned back towards the direction he'd last seen Jim and his brother. He was aware of his mother's gaze on him as he and his father stood in silent contemplation.

"You and your parents should move towards the inner circle so you can better. Once the music starts the circle is usually tight." Liana suggested.

Spock nodded as he followed Liana and McCoy, Glancing back behind him to make sure his parents were following. He nodded to the few people that spoke to him and spoke to those he needed to. By the time they had made it to the inner circle, the ring had gotten tighter, making movement almost impossible.

"Ok, guys and gals, gonna ask you all to spread out! We are on Vulcan and have Vulcan guest present, please respect their space and if you don't know the rules then make sure you don't tell Jim!" Sulu's voice came through the speakers spread around the garden.

"Hey, if they don't know it's between them and Liana not me!" Jim shouted in response. He grinned at the light murmurs and laughter from the crowd. "Turn it up, Hikaru!"

Spock looked around as the murmur rose in volume. "This is almost like the bonfire from Earth, is it not, doctor?"

McCoy chuckled, "Yeah, Li wanted to keep it as comfortable as possible and she wanted to make sure that everyone was respected while here. I think the only difference is the setting and music."

Spock nodded, his gaze moved from Jim to Sam, who stood next to Sulu and Chekov. "I do not see Nyota this evening."

"She should be here soon, I think she had some translations she was finishing up." McCoy offered.

"Thank you, doctor." Spock said softly. He turned to the silent figure of his mother standing beside him. "Mother?"

"How are you, darling? Amanda asked softly.

Spock tilted his head towards his mother. "I am well, mother." Spock watched as his mother gave him a small nod then turned toward his father as he said something quietly about the gardens. Spock turned back to the center of the circle where the bonfire was blazing. Spock's dark gaze moved through the crowd searching for Jim. With everything going on they hadn't been able to reconnect as Spock would have liked and he was beginning to feel the strain between them.

When he finally found Jim, he had to hold in the sound of discontent that rose up in his throat. His gaze narrowed as he noticed Nero standing behind Jim, closer than needed. Spock held back the urge to walk over and shove Jim behind him, bare his teeth in challenge, and dare Nero to attempt any more attention towards Jim.

"I swear, sometimes he just doesn't listen." McCoy said in frustration. "He's going to be the death of me."

Spock watched as Nero stepped closer to Jim, a pale hand reaching out to lay on his shoulder. When Jim stepped back, Spock felt the air leave him on a soft sigh. He knew how Nero felt about Jim and it still bothered him that he would still make his intentions known despite Spock's warning. "I do not believe Nero feels Jim is serious in his lack of regard."

"Whether his ass believes it or not, he will damn well get told how much of an issue it really is. We can't afford something like this messing up the project." McCoy said gruffly. "Sam will have his head if Jim fucks this up and I'll make sure that there are enough hypos to hypo his ass all the way back to Earth. I don't know what it is Nero's up to but if he thinks Jim is the answer then he better guess again."

Spock silently agreed with the doctor, his dark gaze watching as Jim stepped closer to Sam and further out of Nero's reach. His gaze narrowed as Nero followed Jim's actions, making sure to keep some distance between them. Spock was so intent on watching Jim and Nero that he missed Uhura's soft question.

"Spock?"

Jerking around, Spock blinked down at the face next to him. "I apologize, Nyota, I did not hear the question."

She smiled up at Spock, "I was wondering if you've seen the dance order for tonight?" She glanced over at McCoy then back to Spock.

"No, I have not. I was unaware that there was a list for the evenings events."

"I just got it off of Pavel who got it from Sulu..." Nyota began.

"Don't tell me Jim and Liana set this up because if they did..." McCoy started in a low growl.

"May I see the list, Nyota?" Spock interrupted McCoy as he waited until he was handed a small slip of paper. Looking down at the writing, he frowned. "This is neither Jim's handwriting nor is it Liana's."

"It's the req list from Lord Nero. Jim is reluctant and Liana has refused to dance to any of them. They said it would incite a riot if they do the traditional dances the way they are supposed to be done."

Spock looked over the list, he recognized all but three of them. "The first two Lia will refuse as it is not a direct command from her mother or father. The first dance is the Vulcan mating dance, the last two however, I am unfamiliar with."

"Let me see that." McCoy snatched the list from Spock's hands, looking at it with a frown. "There's no way either of them will do this one or this one. One is the Betazoid dance of enticement and the other is the Romulan war dance."

"Why would they refuse the request of a diplomat?"

Spock turned at the sound of his fathers voice, surprised that he had been listening to the conversation. "Liana will not preform the mating dance when her parents are not present or her partner is unable to perform with her. Jim will not preform the Romulan dance because we are not at war and the dance of enticement is not needed being that Jim is bonded. Nero oversteps his boundaries where Jim and Liana both are concerned."

"Is he not aware that you and Mr. Kirk are bonded?" Sarek looked from Spock to McCoy and back. "It is only logical that he would cease his attentions towards your mate if he is aware that there is a bond between you two."

"Nero was informed of this before we left Earth." Spock spoke in a soft voice, his tone hiding the roll of jealous anger twisting his stomach. "He goes to far with his requests."

"Yet both Jim and Li have chosen not to dance these two. The only way Li could is if I allow it and Jim, well, Jim is Jim. If he says no then there is a damn good reason why." McCoy looked from Spock to the other side of the ring. "He wants to show Jim off and that's not Jim."

Don't leave me here alone, Spock...

Spock blinked at the voice in his head. Looking from his parents to the other side of the circle, Spock saw Jim and Liana standing together. "They do not look happy." Jim had a frown curving his lips downward as he and Liana spoke softly to each other.

"That's because Nero is forcing them to do something they don't want to do."

Spock turned at the sound of Sam's voice. "They will dance the two forbidden dances." Spock didn't ask the question so much as make it a statement of fact.

"Jim is against it but Nero swears it will help relations between everyone. Problem is, as Jim told Nero, the mating dances are for ones partner. Lia agreed and Nero decided to pull the, either you do one of them or we pull out of the project card." Sam frowned at the couple in the center. "Hikaru is in control of the music so I'm pretty sure he won't put something up that will cause an issue."

"Li won't do either of the dances, she refuses due to the pregnancy." McCoy said softly, his eyes were distance and his voice was softer than usual. "She said Nero is trying for a power play now that we are away from Earth."

Spock turned back to Jim, the words echoing in his mind. "Why does Jim believe I will leave him here alone."

"Gary used to do that shit. Jim's not a fan of the crowds after they dance and Gary thought it was always funny how Jim would close off and pull back from everyone. It's hell to get him to open back up, which usually takes a few hours or so." Sam sighed. "You, uh, y-you have somewhere you need to be? I can tell Jim or, uh, or Hikaru can te..."

"No, I do not have a previous engagement and I will not be leaving my bondmate alone for any reason." Spock's gaze narrowed as he watched Jim moving through the crowd of people.

"He's headed towards us, thank god. I'm not sure which is worse, him trying to keep Nero off of him or Nero trying so hard to get Jim's attention." McCoy glared at the man in question as he followed Jim.

"He does know that you and Jim are fully bonded, does he not, Spock?"

Spock turned to look down at his mother. "Nero still believes that I am to bond with T'Pring." Spock tried to keep his voice as neutral as possible. His anger at Nero was beginning to cloud his judgment as his thoughts seethed in jealous rage.

"Jesus, if he isn't like a swarm of flies when they smell a fresh cut watermelon on a hot summer day." McCoy moved around Spock to stand next to Sam. "Come on, we need to go handle this before Jim gets attacked by another diplomat."

Sam glared at Nero, watching as Jim jerked away from him. "If he knows anything about Jim, he wouldn't touch him, especially if he's said no." Sam moved without thinking. "I promised him I'd never let anyone..." Sam moved quickly through the crush of people, headed towards Jim and Nero.

"Sam, Sam wait a damn minute!" McCoy turned back to Spock, a frown curving his lips down. "You, don't go anywhere. If we have to search for you it's gonna be hell and I need all the help I can get right now dealing with both of them!" He waited until Spock gave him a small nod then turned and headed off in the direction he'd last seen Sam.

"Nero does not seem as if he is the type of person to want that which belongs to another. If Mr. Kirk has made his interest in you known, why would Nero still pursue him?" Sarek asked quietly from behind Spock.

Spock turned to look at his father, holding back a sigh. "T'Pring announced our bonding while on Earth. Nero does not know she has changed her mind and assumes that Jim is still unattached. The last time he spoke to Jim it was concerning the accident on Earth." Spock watched as Sam walked up and threw an arm around Jim's shoulder's. When Jim looked up and over at him, his eyes were lit with gratitude towards his brother.

Spock kept his gaze on Jim and Sam, waiting until McCoy joined them and pulled them away from Nero. He watched as the others dark gaze searched the crowd then stop when he saw Spock. Nero gave a small nod of his head then turned back in the direction of his group. "I do not enjoy the sensation of jealousy, it is unsettling."

"And yet, you find that despite that, you would gladly deal with it in the face of having your mate by your side."

Spock nodded his head at is mothers words, aware that he had just admitted to his feelings in front of both of his parents. Despite his admission and the uncomfortable feeling in his stomach, Spock did not fully regret his words. "I do not understand this sensation, mother."

Amanda placed a gentle hand on Spock's arm, a soft smile curving her lips. "We will speak of it tomorrow, now go and speak with Jim. He does not look as if he is well at all."

Spock's gaze moved from his mothers to Jim's, scanning the pale, stiff features and blazing blue eyes. "Excuse me, mother." Spock stepped away from his parents, his gaze on Jim. "Ashayam?"

"C-can we leave? Lia said she'll do the dancing with Hikaru. I just..." Jim looked over Spock's shoulder, trying to control his anger. Nero was watching them, a knowing glint in his eyes. "Please, Spock..."

Spock moved closer to Jim, forcing his head back and his blue gaze on him. "Something has happened to change your mind about staying." Spock could feel the anger from Jim's side of the bond. "What did he say to you, Ashayam?"

Jim looked up at Spock, trying to control the flood of emotions running through his system. This was their first night on Vulcan, they shouldn't be going through any issues right now. Glancing to the right of Spock, Jim froze. He had forgotten that Spock's parents had come to the bonfire. "Nothing, uh, w-we can talk about it later." Jim gave him a tentative smile. "Come on, your parents are here and they were expecting to have a nice time."

"Ashayam, if you do not wish to stay..." Spock stopped Jim by grabbing his wrist. Something was bothering him, Spock could see it in the way he tried to keep hidden. Turning to look behind him, Spock's eyes narrowed as his gaze met Nero's. "What did he say to you, Jim?" Spock turned back to Jim, his tone low and harsh with possessive anger.

"H-he said that the bond will be broken. That if I refuse, it will be forced whether I want it or not. H-he told me..." Jim struggled to control his voice, aware that his brother and Spock's parents were still standing close by. "He said that if successful, it means that you found me to be an unworthy mate." Jim stopped talking. He could feel his anger running through him, making him tremble as he tried to control it. "I-I told him he was lying, that if..." Jim sucked in a quick breath. "That if there were plans to do something like that, I'd know about it."

Spock felt his fingers tightening around Jim's wrist. Could feel the bones beneath his fingers as he squeezed in anger and fear. He knew he would have to explain to Jim how bonding's were handled and the consequences if one disobeys their family's bonding decision. "It is not as he states, Jim..."

"Who wants to break the bond, is it you o-or your parents?" Jim stared up at Spock as he interrupted him. Nero had been right! He had known that they would try and break their bond. How could Jim have been so stupid to trust Spock, how could he have been so blind! Jim pulled away from Spock. "Who is it, if it's you just fucking tell me right now and we can do..."

"Calm your ass down, Jim, he's not said anything about breaking a bond or whatever so stop yelling. You're causing a scene and that seems to be what Nero wants." McCoy growled in an angry voice.

Jim glanced over at Nero then turned to McCoy. "I-I'm going to find Lia, we, uh, I-I don't know if she's still going to dance but..."

"Jim..." Spock looked at him in confusion. His sudden mood change was surprising considering Jim's reaction to him earlier. "You do not have to..."

"I know I don't, Spock but I already said I would and to back out now would seem like..." Jim broke off as he looked at someone walking towards them. "I, ummm, I'm going to go find Lia." Jim glanced over at his brother then turned and left the group.

"I'll keep an eye on him, you may want to dissuade your friend from making anymore advances towards Jim. I won't allow him to get hurt in a pissing match between you two." Sam glared at Spock then turned towards Nero as he walked up to the group. Giving the man a dark, narrowed eyed glare, Sam turned and followed in the direction his brother had left in.

"He is upset by what I have shared with Jim." Nero stated softly.

Spock turned to face Nero, his dark gaze blazing. "You have been told to stay away from my mate. More than once, you have been informed that Jim Kirk is not available to you."

"And again, until he has told me himself that he does not wish for my attentions, I will not stop." Nero held the dark, angry gaze in front of him. "I will not engage in a verbal match with you, Spock of Vulcan, as long as your parents are here. Out of respect for them, I will keep my distance...this evening. However, if Jim is truly your bondmate, you may want to make that known to all those who desire him as well." With that said, Nero nodded once then turned and left the group, heading in the opposite direction of Jim and Sam.

"Now what the hell was he talking about? You've told him more than once, just how..." McCoy was interrupted by the sounds of drums then flute strains floated on the air. "They're going to start off slow..." He drifted off as he watched the couple in the middle of the circle.

Spock turned to see Jim and Liana standing with a group of other people as the music started. "They will do the traditional Vulcan dance, Jim said he refuses to do any after that if not agreed upon by Lia or himself in advance."

"That's what he told Nero but it seems he thought Jim was joking." McCoy said gruffly.

"I will make sure he has the understanding that is needed in this situation concerning my bondmate." Spock spoke with a soft snarl. His gaze moved through the crush of people until he found Nero. He was watching Jim with a degree of intensity not seen before. "He will try to claim Jim for himself, I will not allow it."

"Maybe we should talk to him about it tomorrow. Right now, you're supposed to be enjoying the dancing." Nyota spoke softly from McCoy's left. "We'll handle things Spock, right now try to relax and enjoy the evening."

Spock nodded, his gaze moving from Nero to Jim. He watched the way he moved, the flashes of tan skin that appeared from beneath the cream linen of Jim's outfit. He remembered the last time Jim danced for him, the way he'd moved, the ease of his movements. Looking at him now, Spock wanted nothing more than to grab Jim and carry him off to the closest dark spot he could find. He could feel his stomach churning as he looked around the circle. There seemed to be a low thrum of energy building up and he wondered where it was coming from.

"Lia is going to initiate the next dance. Something's wrong with Jim." McCoy watched the petite woman dressed in light blue silk. He tried not to frown at Jim's lack of attention and enthusiasm. "Just what the hell did that asshole say to Jim?"

Spock looked back at McCoy then turned to look at Jim. He could see the subtle changes in his expression, see the way he stiffened as he moved through the dance. "Nero is trying to convince Jim that I do not wish to remain bonded to him."

McCoy gave a soft snort of irritation. "He's playing on Jim;s insecurities. He knows how you feel, hell we all know how you feel. Would have to be as blind as an Andorian slug to not see how you two feel about each other."

Spock nodded, watching the dancers in the center. Jim's movements had loosened and he was moving with the music better. "I will not allow Nero to turn Jim against me."

"Then you better figure out a way to convince him that Nero is just trying to be an ass. He won't listen to any of us on this, never does, unless Sam puts his foot down. You're the only one he'll believe." McCoy frowned as he watched Jim and Liana move with the others. "We can point it out but you have to be the one to convince him that Nero is just trying to cause trouble."

Spock nodded, he knew about Jim's insecurities, about how Gary had almost broke him down to nothing. He would not allow Jim to feel that way again. "I will correct the misconception once the dancing has finished." He watched the dance end and another start, this one slower and much more provocative in its movements.

"You just make sure you take care of him. Sam and Jim are like my brothers and I won't see them hurt because of someone else's desire for revenge or jealousy. If you care for him the way you say, then you make sure that Nero can't hurt him anymore with his lies. Gary was good at that and it took us years to fix it. I won't allow Nero or anyone else to fuck up this project for him or his brother." McCoy kept his gaze on the dancers, watching as the last song started and Liana and Jim were left in the center. "Lia said this was Jim's idea for you."

Spock kept his gazed focused on Jim, waiting for the music to begin. He watched as Jim moved to the center, the blond head lifting until he could see the rich cerulean blue eyes focused on him. Spock sucked in a quick breath at the emotions churning in their depths. The need to move closer burned through him as he watched Jim take a deep breath. When the opening strands floated around them, Spock froze. Looking back towards McCoy, he saw the small smirk on the doctors usually scowling features. Turning back to the center, Spock watched as Jim moved, his eyes taking in the way his clothing seemed to cling to him, molding to the well muscled body. Spock couldn't help the thoughts that raced through his head, memories of the last time Jim had moved in such a way.

"You feel something for him."

Spock jerked around at the sound of his fathers voice. Turning back to the center, he nodded his head once. "He was chosen for me before I knew his name. He is t'lema, father, I can not let Jim go."

Sarek stood beside his son in silence, watching Jim dance. "Your mother also danced for me. When I first met her, she was free, emotional, and her soul called out to mine. It soothed the fires that burned deep within me, helped me to understand feelings and how they affect others. I would not deny you the chance to be happy, my son. If James Kirk is your chosen bondmate, then neither I nor your mother will stand in the way of that."

Spock looked at his father, surprise running through him. "You will not stop me from claiming him?"

Sarek gave Spock a small tilt of his head. "Have you not already done so? If he dances this way for you..."

Spock nodded, "He is mine."

Sarek agreed with a small nod. "Your mother and I wish to speak with you both in the morning." He turned to his right, his gaze meeting the soft amber one of his wife. Looking back at Spock, Sarek studied his face. "You are my son, Spock and I only wish to see that you are given the opportunities worthy of you. I find that Jim Kirk has been deemed worthy of you."

Spock nodded once, surprised at his father's sudden decision. Looking up to his mother, he could see the love she held for them both and relief shuddered through him. Taking a deep breath he looked back to his father. "We will meet with you both in your study, father." Spock paused, unsure how his next words would be received. "I...thank you, father." When Sarek nodded then turned to walk away, Spock stopped him. "Father?"

"Yes, Spock?"

"Do you love mother." Spock asked softly. He had always wondered how his father felt about his mother. How she dealt with the lack of affection or emotion.

Sarek nodded his head slowly. "I would give my life to save hers or yours, Spock."

It was enough, the admission was more than Spock expected but was enough to satisfy his curiosity. "Good night, father. Jim and I will meet with you in the morning." Spock watched as his father walked towards his mother. When he reached her, he leaned down and whispered something to her, causing her to flush. When her amber gaze lifted to Spock's he could see that his mother loved his father just as much. "Good night, mother." Spock whispered, a small smile curving his lips at her small wave.

"This is the last dance Spock. Jim said you two had plans after so I'm going to head to bed. We have an early start tomorrow."

Spock turned to find Sam standing behind him. "You may use the entrance to Jim's room if it would be easier."

"Jim's staying the night with you?" Sam asked the question softly. He looked back at his brother then to Spock.

"If it is his desire to do so, I will not refuse him." Spock answered in the same tone.

"Just, ok, just, uh m-make sure he's safe. With Nero prowling around here after him..."

"I will not let Jim out of my sight." Spock turned to the brunette and blond dancing. "I will make sure that Jim remains safe, Sam."

Sam let out a soft breath. "Thanks, I-I mean, thank you. That's all I ever wanted for him."

Spock nodded, watching as Sam looked back at his brother, giving him a long look then turned and headed towards Jim's bedroom. Turning back around, Spock noticed the way all the dancers moved. Some moved with the ease born from years of practice and others seemed to be new to the dances. Despite the differences, everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. Moving closer, Spock couldn't help but let himself enjoy the sounds of the music. The song was beautiful, haunting in its melody as he circled around to where Jim now stood.

"He is beautiful, in the face of so much stoicism, he stands out."

Spock looked to his left, surprised to find his cousin, Stonn, standing next to him. "Stonn."

"Spock."

"I did not think you or T'Pring would avail yourselves of such frivolity." Spock's tone was clipped as he turned back to Jim.

"It is only logical that we help keep the good relationship we have with our guests. I do not wish to have you as an enemy, cousin. I merely wish to offer my assistance in the protection of your mate. He is family and I will not see our family harmed."

Spock glanced over at his cousin then back to Jim. "It is only logical." Spock said after a few moments of silence. "I accept your offer, cousin, for I do not wish to see the family harmed as well."

Stonn nodded once then paused before leaving. "I wish you long life and prosperity, cousin. If you have need of me, you need only ask."

Spock nodded, watching in silent contemplation as Stonn left, heading back towards the main house. When he turned back around, he was surprised to find Jim standing directly in front of him. "Ashayam."

"Can we leave now? I, ummm, I'd really like to be alone with you." Jim looked up at Spock, the need to be alone with Spock was making Jim antsy. He couldn't keep still after the last song. "Spock..."

"We can leave when ever you wish, Ashayam." Spock watched as the bright blue eyes dilated. Stepping closer, Spock resisted the urge to reach out and pull Jim flush against him. "I will follow you where ever you go, Jim."

Jim tried to resist the urge to lean up and kiss Spock in front of everyone. "Then let's get out of here, I really need to be alone with you." Jim turned and headed towards the longest path, knowing it would lead him to Spock's rooms. "Are we sleeping tonight or..."

Spock could feel the familiar heat spilling through him. "I would prefer or." He watched as a flush slowly highlighted Jim's skin, turning the usually tan skin to a burnished gold. Spock couldn't take his eyes off of the man in front of him, watching as he walked ahead, slowly, looking back every few steps or so. Jim's linen outfit moved with the breeze flowing through the gardens, showing off Jim's body to perfection. Spock resisted the urge to pull Jim back against him, to claim him in front of everyone so they knew who he belonged to.

Jim walked ahead of Spock, looking back to make sure he was still behind him. Jim knew that the path led to the doors to Spock's own section of the garden. When he finally reached them, he pushed gently on the glass and watched as it opened. Taking a deep breath, Jim walked into the scented area. Sighing softly at the scent of violets and roses as they mixed with some thing else. Walking forward, Jim glanced behind him, watching as Spock moved toward him slowly. Taking a deep breath, Jim reached for the hem of his shirt. He watched as the dark chocolate orbs followed his movements. Turning back towards the path, Jim slowly pulled his shirt up and over his head, dropping it on the path behind him. He could hear the swift intake of breath, could feel Spock's desire and need through the bond and kept walking. He didn't need to look back now nor did he need to remain clothed. Not here, not with Spock. Jim wasn't sure how he knew this but he didn't question it.

"Ashayam..."

Jim shivered at the soft endearment, resisting the urge to stop and let Spock catch up. He turned towards the pool in the middle of Spock's garden, smiling at the way the moonlight reflected off the surface. Toeing off his shoes, Jim left them in the middle of the path as well. When he reached for the hem of his pants, Jim looked back at Spock shyly. He wasn't sure why but he felt exposed, raw and vulnerable in front of this man. Pushing the waist band of his pants down, Jim tried not to shiver at the cool air on his skin or the hot gaze from behind him. Pushing the material down, Jim let it slide past his hips and down his legs, kicking it away as he continued to the pool. As he stepped towards the water, Jim felt the brush of a strong arm pulling him back and against a hard, hot body. Closing his eyes, Jim groaned in appreciation. "What took you so long." Jim wasn't sure when Spock had shed his robe but he wasn't going to complain.

"I am enjoying your presence here, Ashayam." Spock growled softly in Jim's ear. "I wish to reacquaint myself with your body, Jim." Spock ran a hand slowly down Jim's stomach, feeling the muscles flex and release as he tried to control his response. "I wish to mark you, to make my claim on you known so no other will doubt to whom you belong." Spock pressed a hand against Jim's chest, directly over Jim's heart. He could feel the rapid beating against Jim's ribs, feel his pulse as the blood raced through his body. "Taluhk nash-veh k'dular, Jim." Spock whispered. He pressed a gentle kiss against Jim's collar bone.

Jim shivered as he led Spock towards the pool. Smiling, he turned to look up at the man behind him. "I love you too, Spock." It was becoming easier to say the words, to believe them the more Spock stayed and proved his fears and doubts wrong, up until he remembered Nero's words. "Spock, are we, uh, a-are we going to stay bonded?" Jim held his breath, waiting for the answer that would save him or sink him.

"I will not let you go, Ashayam, not unless it is your desire to do so. We will remain bonded until death." Spock breathed against Jim's mouth. He had turned him so he could look Jim in the eyes and tell him the truth. "You are all I require in a mate, Jim. No other can nor will take your place."

Jim released a sigh of relief. "Good because I swear I wanted to punch Nero in the mouth for what he said." Jim whispered back. He brushed his lips across Spock's, smiling at the swift intake of air. "I, ummm, I think maybe we should go inside, don't want to take the chance of someone finding us out here."

Spock nodded, following Jim wordlessly. His hand held the tan one, shivering as Jim's fingers moved against his palm. Spock could feel the lust spilling through out his system, could feel the same in Jim. Before they reached the path leading to his rooms, Spock pulled Jim close. He kissed him hard, his hands moving restlessly over Jim's back, down to his hips, and finally down to grip his ass. He moaned as Jim arched up against him, gasping in pleasure.

"O-or we, uh, w-we could..." Jim drifted off as Spock kissed him harder. The need to feel Spock inside of him overrode everything else. Damn someone seeing them, damn someone having a complaint, and damn anyone who tried to separate them. Jim pulled back from Spock with a gasp, looking up into dark unfathomable eyes, Jim whispered in Vulcan. "Taluhk nash-veh k'dular, Spock." The words weren't pronounced as perfectly as Spock's but Jim was pretty sure he understood. If the wide eyes and the small "o" Spock's mouth made were any indication, then Jim had gotten it right.

Spock growled low in his throat. To hear the words that left Jim's lips in Vulcan made Spock's blood heat. Pulling Jim closer, Spock took a deep breath at the hollow of Jim's throat. Enjoying the shiver that ran through the tan body, Spock bit down on Jim's collar bone, marking him, claiming him in one of the most primitive of ways. "You belong to me, Jim." Spock growled softly. The need to feel Jim, to hear him gasp and moan beneath him, beat a steady tattoo through out Spock's body.

Jim let out a pained hiss of breath. "Fuck, Spock, that's going to bruise." He panted. Partly from pain, partly from pleasure. "We need to get to your room. There's nothing out here that we can use."

Spock nodded as he bent down, picked Jim up and carried him in the direction of his suite. "I have made sure we have everything we need, Ashayam. Tonight we will have no interruptions..."