Translation:
~ Je t'aime: I love you
~ Je t'aime, mon amour, toujours et pour jamais: I love you, my love, always and forever
Nyota loved her life. Every part in it was as close to perfect as she could have ever dreamed. And if she were totally honest with herself, she had to admit she never even imagined the life she now lived. It was so perfect that everyday she awoke with a heart filled with love and gratitude but also filled with trepidation. Could things be too good, she asked herself, too perfect? She had a husband, a mate, a lover, who constantly anticipated her needs, her desires. She had two beautiful children that astounded and amazed her daily. Would the universe decide it had made a mistake and suddenly take it away? She would mentally slap herself and continue on, thanking every god and deity she could think of for what she was allowed to experience.
The children grew by leaps and bounds and both she and Spock couldn't hide the fascination and pride they felt in their accomplishments. They were now just over ten months old and their physical and intellectual growth was unprecedented. So much so that Sarek was being pressured to have his son allow the Vulcan doctors and geneticist test the children.
But he would not. The only reason Nyota know about it was that Amanda told her in their weekly comm visit. How Vulcan knew of her children was a whole other issue Nyota wasn't ready to deal with.
"Sarek is very protective of your privacy, Nyota. He will not allow anyone to impinge on your life on Terra. He actually almost threatened the dean of genetics at the Vulcan Science Academy." Amanda chuckled. "The dean insisted that both Sarek and Spock were being illogical and that as a race, Vulcan needed to study the ramifications of anomalous hybrid offspring. According to Dean Sikran, if your children were not studied it could not be proven without a doubt that they were indeed an anomaly and that it would cause Vulcans to possibly challenge the idea of racial purity."
Nyota was flabbergasted. "He actually said that to Sarek? The man who was married to a human? Honestly, Amanda, are all Vulcans so tactless?"
"Umm, possibly. Sarek has learned much since we've been married, but still that damnable logic has a way of stripping tact from their brains. Anyway, Sarek told Dean Sikran that his grandchildren were not an incongruity and that he believed their mixed heritage was the cause of their brilliance. Just as it had been with his own son." Amanda's eyes were bright with amusement. "Nyota, I can honestly tell you I was never so proud of my husband as I was at that moment."
"Wow, did you tell Spock?" Nyota asked.
"No, I'm sure he would just pass it off as the logical point of view. And I want to keep this buzz of pleasure for as long as I can." Amanda smiled.
"I don't know, Lady Amanda. I think Spock would be pleased to know his father believes that the twins and Spock are the way they are because of who they are." She thought for a moment. "So, we won't have to worry about Vulcan demanding to study Sam and Sara?"
"For the time being. T'Pau has been getting pressured as well. So we'll just have to wait and see. But I know Sarek will protect the children with his life." She moved in a little closer to the screen. "Nyota, I know the children are still too young, but once they are older I would love it if you and Spock would consider letting them visit us here on Vulcan. Things will be resolved by then and they really should be exposed to their heritage on their father's side."
Nyota thought for a moment and nodded. "Once they are older and once you and Sarek can assure us that they'll be safe from the scientific community, I will speak to Spock about letting them go to Vulcan."
"That's all I ask." She smiled. "On a totally different note, did Nia tell you about her possible fellowship at the Vulcan archives?"
"When were you planning on telling me you were going off planet?" Nyota looked at her sister on her view screen.
"I just found out. Come on, Ny. You know Greg's been assigned to monitor that sector in Vulcan space. This way I'll be able to see him monthly instead of three or four times a year. And this is a fantastic opportunity for me." Nia cajoled. She had the Lady Amanda to thank for informing her of the fellowship during the Thanksgiving holiday. Greg was to be assigned to peace keeping duties in and around Vulcan and Nia told Nyota just how upset she was about the anticipated separation.
Amanda had also been informed of her nephew's reassignment and when Sarek told her of the fellowship that was being offered to off-worlders in an exchange program her first thoughts were of her nephew and his fiancé.
A cavern of pre-Surak artwork, relics and texts had been discovered a year earlier and now that all the pieces had been cataloged, restoration was to begin. It looked to be a laborious and time consuming venture and as so many Vulcans were more about the science of the project it was decided the logical course of action was to bring in restoration artists from several Federation planets to work on the project. Nia was a perfect candidate. She had spent the last year in Greece working on her dissertation and restoring ancient relics and was well versed in off world restoration. A perfect fit, Amanda thought.
Nyota sighed. "I know. And this seems ideal. I just…the kids' birthday is coming up and I really wanted you here. I'm such a selfish sister, I know." Nyota perked up and smiled at her sister deciding a quick change of heart was warranted.
"This is perfect, Nia. And I'm really happy for you." She gave her sister a raised brow and a devilish smirk. "So, are you and Greg getting married before you leave?"
"You are so obvious." Nia rolled her eyes. "Actually, Greg and I were discussing that subject just before he left for Iowa. And we want to plan a small family wedding at Christmas. Now, we need to speak to his parents first, so don't say anything yet. I mean, we'll only have a few weeks to plan it and I'm sure his family will want to put it off for something big, but we just want to do it now."
"They'll understand, Nia, especially with Greg shipping off right after the new year." Nyota moved in closer to the screen. "A Christmas wedding! And I'm the matron of honor, right?"
"Of course you are. But don't tell Gai." Nia laughed. "So, how's big sis and her Vulcan lover?"
"How about Vulcan husband?" Nyota shrugged. "We're good."
"But?" Nia could read her sister even with a world between them.
Nyota pursed her lips. "But with school and the kids and just life, well…we don't really spend as much time together as we did."
Nia shook her head. "Ny, what did you expect? This is what happens when you grow up."
"Hey, I don't regret a thing. I love my life. It's just…Spock and I used to spend hours making love, now we're lucky to have quickie." She sighed.
"Well, make the time. Just find someone to take care of the kids and seduce your husband. I know how important it is for you to excel in all things, but come on. Relax a little, take a 97 on a paper instead of 100. Skip studying for one night, take the kids to grandma's and fuck your husband's brains out." Nia laughed out loud at her sister's expression.
"So when did you take up family counseling?" Nyota chuckled.
"Since just now. So do it, Ny. I gotta go, so let me know what happens. Love you." Nia signed off.
"Love you, too." Nyota responded to the empty screen.
Kirk entered the pub that his roommate frequented and scanned the crowd. Surprised was an understatement when he saw McCoy sitting at a back booth with the Vulcan. With a frown between his brows, the blond cadet went to up to the bar and ordered three dark ales before making his way to the odd pair.
"Honestly, Spock. If I were you I'd find a babysitter and spend the evening spoiling my wife something fierce. You're smart enough to know just what happens once kids enter the picture. Sex goes right out the window. So, if you want to bring romance back in, ditch the kids for a night. I mean, you got relatives in town. Use 'em. You know grandparents love takin' care of grandkids." He took a deep draw of his beer.
Spock steepled his hands and mulled over the words of his new friend. After a few drinks the Vulcan had actually confided in the doctor that he missed spending quality time with Nyota. "I believe you are correct, Leonard. We have been quite preoccupied with the Academy and the children. Perhaps an evening alone would enhance our bond."
"M'man, I can think of nothing better. Before my ex became a shrew, we spent some quality time shacked up at luxury hotels. Just doing the do." There was an almost wistful quality to his voice before he shook his head. "Yeah, but then the snakes popped outta her head and she tried to turn me to stone."
Spock tilted his head to one side as he studied his friend. It was an unexpected friendship, but he found the acerbic doctor to his liking. He was given a different perspective that aided in his interactions with his students and his fellow faculty members. After he had taken McCoy's advice and refrained from hiding his relationship with his wife, he and Nyota's life had taken a much more relaxed tact.
Now however, Spock found that although the children were more self-sufficient then their contemporaries, they were still babies and tending to their needs along with class schedules, he and Nyota were finding it difficult to be with each other.
"Leonard, I sympathize with your spouse taking on the traits of Medusa. But I am fully confident Nytoa will maintain her admirable qualities. However, I will take your advice and secure my grandparents or aunt and uncle to care for the children for possibly a weekend." The Vulcan drained his glass.
Bones chuckled. Once he had found out about the Vulcan's reaction to chocolate drinks, the two of them had an almost weekly date to get pist. Len like spending time with someone closer to his age. Someone who had lived a life. And man oh man, he thought, Spock certainly had. No one would ever suspect, he grinned to himself.
"Hey, Bones." Jim Kirk came up to the table and laid down his three bottles. "First round on me."
"Umm, you're a little behind the times, boy. The commander and I are on our fifth." McCoy finished his beer and Spock slammed his glass down.
"Thank you, cadet. However, I must return home to my wife." Spock rose a little shakily and nodded to the two men. "Doctor, I will see you soon. Cadet, I will see you in my elementary Vulcan class. And there should be no reason for your tardiness in the morning as the hour is still early." He turned and left the bar with his back straight and shoulders back.
"Whoa, you out drinking with the hard ass Vulcan? What, you pushing for preferential treatment?" Jim took a swig from his bottle. "And wife? The guy's married? Who in her right mind would marry him?"
"Hey, Jim, you happen to be talking about a friend." McCoy thought for a moment about informing Jim who Mrs. Spock was, but with a small grin he decided to let the cocky cadet find out on his own.
"Whatever, Len. Just remember that when you're flunking outta his astro-physics class." Kirk laughed.
Nyota smiled over at her husband. He had arranged a romantic weekend all by himself and she was now in the dining room of the St. Francis enjoying a gourmet meal. Over lunch a few days earlier he had asked her a hypothetical question. That in itself was unusual. But the question actually made her blink.
"If you had a choice of spending a weekend away, would you prefer Tuscany or a suite at The St. Francis Hotel?" His head tilted to one side as he wait for her answer.
"Umm, well, I've always wanted to see Tuscany. But the St. Francis has some wonderful memories. So, I think I'd have to say a suite at the St. Francis." She smiled, a wistful look on her face.
"Hmm, interesting." He cut into his tofu loaf.
"Why a hypothetical question? You've never asked such a query before. I don't think I've ever heard you ask one." She had a quizzical look on her face.
He shrugged. "I was merely remembering our first encounter and was curious as to your preference."
"I see." Nyota didn't quite believe him, but she shook her head. After all, her husband never lied.
"I still can't believe you did all this without letting me know. I never picked up on a thing." She shook her head. "And I thought Vulcans never lied."
"I did not lie, Nyota. I merely did not share our weekend plans with you. It is referred to as a surprise." He gave her a half smile over the rim of his chocolate martini.
"Okay, I'll give you that." She laughed. "And I'll give you major points for really surprising me."
"I am glad that you are pleased. I must admit I was apprehensive at your reaction to leaving the twins with my grandparents." He raised a brow.
"I trust Sam and Delilah implicitly. And I know they were jonesing to have the kids for a weekend. They must think I'm a terribly controlling mother." Nyota ran her tongue along the edge of her martini glass. Spock's eyes were drawn to her lips, her full lower lip, the pink tip of her tongue. He felt heat rush through his body as he felt her desire flair.
"Nyota, are you ready to leave?" His stoic facial expression didn't match the fire in his eyes.
"Would you like us to go up to our rooms?" She slowly smiled.
"I would very much like to retire to our rooms." He answered.
They had barely made it into their room before Spock had Nyota's dress pulled up over head and thrown onto the floor. Nyota groaned as her husband's lips descended and he bite lightly on her shoulder. Lifting her up to wrap her legs around his waist, Spock took her into the bedroom. Dropping her on the bed, he reached over and pulled her panties off smiling at their dampness. Standing back, he looked deeply into her eyes as he disrobed. First his jacket and tie, his shirt quickly following. Nyota pushed herself up and knelled before him, without taking her eyes from his, she reached up and unbuttoned his pants, pushing them down with his briefs, smiling as his cock sprung up. With a small moan she wrapped her lips around the tip, lapping up the pre-come that had gathered there.
Spock growled and ran his hands through her hair, trying not to push forward but quickly realizing it was a lost cause as his wife took him deeply down her throat as she continued to suck and hum. He could feel her desire rising exponentially as she took him with her until all he could see was the red haze of her passion, her need fanning his already burning desire. He pulled from her with a groan and pushed her back on the bed. Quickly divesting himself of his pants and shoes, he climbed up her body, lavishing kisses and small bites as he made his way up to her juncture.
Throwing her head back, Nyota moaned deeply as Spock spread her nether lips and pushed his tongue in as far as he could, lapping up her juices, relishing her body as she quivered at his ministrations.
"Nyota, Nyota…" Spock whispered her name. "Je t'aime, je t'aime."
Nyota smiled in her haze. When Spock started in with French, she knew he was gone. "Je t'aime, mon amour, toujours et pour jamais." She whispered. Spock groaned and made his way up her body, stopping at his favorite places to lavish his attentions before looking into heavily lidded eyes.
"My Nyota. Mine." His voice was rough as he slid into her heat. Nyota bucked up into him, pushing him deeper.
"Always, my love. Forever and always." She pulled his face down and kissed him.