So Like Spock
Chapter Thirty-six
Spock was grateful for Nyota's forethought. It was typical of her to want to bring resolutions to problems. He thought kindly of her as he realized that it was indeed important for his son's to be introduced to 'D'. Before he met her for last meal he would make arrangements for his sons to join them for that meal.
Before Spock could think further on the subject Sonan's head tilted and he then stated,
"We will all join for 'Last Meal' at my house. Nyota has arranged for a delivery of food from Wong's"
Spock recalled the many times that Star Fleet crew members had used that restaurant as a chosen place to dine. His mother and father always went to that restaurant when they visited Terra. He did not allow his thoughts to go further into his memories of other visits to that location. Fortunately, the food would be a new experience for his sons. He inquired if S'nel and S'gai could accompany Sonan when he left for his home while he would go to 'pick up' 'D'. Sonan's simply nodded his head in compliance.
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Upon arrival back at The Embassy, Spock went to his apartment to change his clothes. He selected a formal robe to wear, He immediately wondered if Embassy Suppies might have a any female robes available, if so, he would obtain one for 'D' to wear for their 'date' tonight. Once he was showered and dressed he contacted Supplies and made the inquiry. Yes, they did have a limited supply of female's robes which they displayed through the com unit. Spock's robe was brown so he picked out the tan colored one for 'D' and the proprietor promised delivery in a matter of minutes. Spock requested that the garment be placed in a box. Of course, Vulcans knew nothing about festive wrapping paper or brightly colored ribbons and bow. Like their life, their garments were neutral in color and thus not a blaring announcement of their Vulcan presence.
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With the box tucked under his arm he proceeded to 'D's office. As he approached he heard her speaking his native tongue to someone within the Embassy compound.
"Yes Sir, I know that it might appear highly irregular, but believe me there is nothing improper in anything that I am doing. Is this a formal reprimand? Might I ask for it in writing? Of course…"
Before she could continue her conversation he took the com unit out of her hand,
"Osu Spock here. To whom am I speaking?"
There was a pause and then the person on the end of the line identified himself. Spock then continued,
"I wish to make an inquiry about the question in regard to Ms. 'D' performance here at the embassy. For what misconduct is she being censured?"
"Fraternization with a embassy resident."
"With whom is socializing?"
There was uncharacteristic silence.
Spock repeated the question.
"One of our honored guest."
"A name please."
"With you Osu Spock."
"Do I have the right and ability to choose my associates or do you think that perhaps, due to some lack on my part, I am unable to do so?"
Silence
"So that you are aware, Ms 'D' and I will shortly be leaving the embassy for a social call on friends. I do not ever want to hear even a whisper of any complaint about her work ethics, her morality or her job performance in the future. Live Long and Prosper Osu S'tan."
"Peace and Long Life to you Osu Spock."
Standing over her desk he looked down on her bowed head.
"I am sorry to cause trouble. Is our being together going to be a problem? You know I do not want you to have any sort of negative repercussions because of me."
Spock took her hand and kissed her palms.
"Any kind of so called 'trouble' will enable me to sharpen my protective skills for 'D' be aware that is one role that I must be ever vigilant to perfect."
Taking the box from under his arm he extended it to 'D',
"Would you be averse to wearing this garment tonight?"
Opening the box her mouth shaped the letter 'O' as she looked down at the beautiful garment, gold embroidery on the labels displaying some of Sarek's words of wisdom.
Not taking it entirely out of the box she held the garment up to her and then said,
"This garment is like my adoption papers. I now truly belong."
If Spock could have smiled, he would have. Instead he again brought her palms to his lips.
"Please do me the honor of wearing that garment tonight. I will leave your office so that you will be able to change and then will meet you at the exact spot in the hall where we first met."
'D' had no doubt that his words were true. She hurried into her private half bath to change. It was as she said, the most beautiful garment she had ever seen. As she shook the garment out a piece of paper dropped to the floor. Inscribed in Vulcan text were Spock's words,
'As you place this garment on your body may it fully caress your skin as I wish to be able to do in the near future.
Your Spock''
In the meantime Spock attempted to imagine how she would look in the garment. He also tried to think about how they would appear to any official or guards at the front desk and knew they would be fodder for a small amount of conversation after they left.
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Fortunately, with 'D' short cropped hairdo she did not have to worry about a formal Vulcan hairdo. After freshening up, she put on the robe and could not believe how it transformed her. She hoped she would 'do Spock proud'. Well, not exactly proud, for Vulcans long ago had shed that divisive emotion. What she wanted was Spock to be pleased to see her in this garment he had selected with her in mind.
'D' stood in the doorway with her hand on the door jamb. The light from her office was shining behind her giving her an unearthly glow. Spock immediately took her hand and brought her back into her office. He closed the door and his eyes as he ran his fingers through her hair and down her face and said,
"'D' you release in me unfathomable needs. She then felt his fingers search for her's, and then the buzz of their connection as she stood transfixed while he stared into her eyes.
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Needless to say, their later appearance in the Embassy lobby was later commented on by a few but in a positive way.