Chapter 63 - Rom-muyor - Goodnight
By the time Sordd and Mimi has said goodnight to the wedding guests, as they were leaving the reception, it was quite late in the evening and understandably the small family were all very tired. Sordd pulled up the flitter, which was on loan from Mimi's parents for the week, outside the cottage and the door automatically opened. He was inwardly relieved that he was finally alone with his family.
T'Shahel stirred from behind, "Sa-mekh," she said quietly, "Avarak is sleeping." Sordd turned around to see that Avarak was laid out on the back seat of the flitter, fast asleep.
He turned to Mimi, "I will lift him in Adun'a," smiling inwardly at the sound of the word on his lips, "can you please open the doors to the cottage and his room?"
"Yes of course I can," Mimi replied, while gathering up some of her things.
Sordd carefully lifted Avarak out of the flitter and into the cottage. A very short time later he was in Avarak's room, where Mimi had already turned the lights on, at a low setting, and turned down Avarak's bed sheet. Sordd laid him down on the bed, while Mimi closed the shutters.
"Ashayam, his evening robe is in the second drawer down," Sordd said quietly so as not to wake up his son.
Mimi retrieved the robe, "Sordd, what about meditation?" she whispered with slight concern in her voice while placing her hand on his shoulder. He found the gesture agreeable.
"On certain occasions sleep can be an acceptable substitute for meditation, and in Avarak's current state it would be far from logical to wake him up. He needs nocturnal rest more than anything," he replied, while changing his son into his evening robe. "Can you please check on T'Shahel for me?" he asked.
"Yes, no problem," Mimi said, kissing him on the head. Another gesture he found agreeable. "She will probably need some help with the braid in her hair."
"Thank you Ashayam," Sordd said, "Let her know I will only be seven more minutes."
Mimi smiled at him and handed him Avarak's toy sehlat, which had found its way onto the floor. "I will," she replied.
"Thank you again," he said while looking up at her, his admiration for her deepening as he saw how she cared for his children.
*'*
After Avarak was safely tucked up in bed, Sordd went through to check that T'Shahel was in an adequate emotional state. She was sitting on her bed brushing through her long hair, already having changed into her evening robe.
"Bolau tu shom," Sordd said to his daughter.
"Ha, sa-mekh," she replied, "I'm in need of meditation first."
Sordd scanned his daughter over with his eyes, and probed through their bond, which he had immediately opened again after the puk-tor. Despite all of the events of the day she was fairing remarkably well with her emotional control.
"Do you require anything?" he asked.
"No, Sa-mekh," she paused. "Sa-mekh?" she said.
"Ha," Sordd replied softly.
"Today," she replied, "I was concerned for your safety..." she paused, unsure of the 'emotions' that she was feeling, "Sa-mekh," she whispered also unsure that what she was about to say was the logical thing, "Nam tor tal-kam!" her cheeks flushed slightly as she said it.
Sordd kneeled down, so they were eye to eye, "T'Shahel, Nam tor tal-kam!" he said reassuringly, "It is an acceptable expression to use concerning family," he said neutrally.
T'Shahel simply bowed her head in respect, inwardly thankful that she had not spoken in an illogical manner.
"Are you sure you do not require anything?" he asked again.
"I am adequate, sa-mekh," she replied, "Thank you."
"Very well," he rose to leave.
"Rom-muyor, sa-mekh," she said.
"Rom-muyor T'Shahel," he said in reply as he quietly closed the door.
*'*
Sordd quietly entered the bedroom downstairs, Mimi was sitting at the dressing table taking out the braid in her hair, he glanced at her through the mirror and she smiled back at him, he simply nodded his head.
"Can I get you anything?" Sordd asked while beginning to remove his ceremonial robe.
"No," Mimi replied, "No thank you."
Sordd unfastened the clasps of his outer robe and removing it, he hung it up carefully in the closet. He then sat down on a chair and began to remove his boots. He allowed his eyes to wander over towards where Mimi was sitting, he smiled inwardly, his Ashayam! She had changed into a Vulcan evening robe, one of the gifts he had given her for her birthday, and she was now well on her way through undoing the braid in her hair.
"There must be a million bobby pins in here," she said, yes there was still a use for bobby pins in the 23rd Century.
"A million?" he replied dryly.
"Well," Mimi counted the pins to get an exact number, "nine," she replied through the mirror with a broad smile on her face.
Sordd raised an eyebrow then continued to remove his boots. He continued to watch her closely, she had finally finished undoing the braid and she started to brush her hair through, starting at the ends then working her way up to her scalp. He appreciated the thickness of her hair and how it glistened in the light.
"Are the children both ok?" she asked while dealing with a particularly annoying tug.
"They are strained," Sordd replied truthfully. "It is understandable given the events of the day. I will know better in the morning after they have had nocturnal rest. It may be necessary to have a quieter day than originally scheduled."
Mimi put down the brush and looked at him through the mirror, "I'm sorry," she said, a note of concern in her voice, she looked away. Sordd could see her biting her lip, which he had come to interpret as a sign of nervousness.
Sordd tilted his head. "Why are you saying sorry?" he asked with a note of confusion in his voice.
Mimi turned around so she was facing him, "Well the wedding was so 'human' and I more or less insisted that we had one, and it must have been a strain for all of you, including the other Vulcans from the Embassy, and I'm sorry that I put T'Shahel's life in danger..." she was blaming herself like she always did when it was something involving Michael, it was so illogical Sordd thought, "... and its my fault Michael was there and he could have killed you, and he could have killed T'Shahel or even Avarak given the chance..." she rambled on in a torrent...
Sordd stood up and walked towards her, he then knelt down and extended his two fingers towards her, " Peace, Mimi..." he whispered. She looked down at his fingers but didn't move.
He lifted up her chin with his free hand, "If you were not there, then I would no be there and we would not be married," he said softly. "Mimi," he said, while raising his fingers towards her again. "Ashayam," he encouraged.
Mimi smiled softly and raised her two fingers to meet his, as soon as they made contact she began to feel calm again.
Sordd then leaned in and kissed her briefly on the lips, and then again. She soon forgot about all the things she had been worrying about... She ran her hand through his hair and then she began to stroke his ears, this elicited the desired response ...
"There," Sordd kissed her again, then continued to kiss her between each word he was speaking, "are...some ... pressing ... matters ... I ... need ... to ... attend ... to."
Mimi pulled back from him, "You need to go?" she asked with confusion in her voice.
"No Ashayam," he drew her back to himself, and kissed her on the neck, "the pressing matters," he kissed her again, "concern you..."
"And what would those pressing matters be?" Mimi asked as she continued to stroke his ears.
"You will find out in due time," he said as he continued to feather her with more kisses.
Mimi giggled, "so it's a surprise then?"
"Perhaps ..."
"I thought you didn't do surprises," Mimi replied.
"It is not something I have ever done, however, it is merited this evening..." he said.
"Hmmm," Mimi kissed him on the lips, "I'm not to keen on surprises either, unless I'm the one giving them," she said.
Sordd pulled back slightly, "In that case I will show you my intentions..." he placed one of his hands at the small of her back, and then moved his fingers until they were hovering over her psi points, "Ashayam," he whispered, "Sanu…"
Mimi blushed, the the butterflies started to fly in her stomach, "Ha," she whispered in reply, confirming that permission was granted.
Sordd's fingers began to shake, an unusual occurrence, as he touched her face and started the meld, Mimi shuddered at the touch, he immediately sensed her nervousness and pulled back, "Are you sure you want to proceed Ashayam?" he asked.
"Yes," she replied, "I really want to do this."
Sordd's fingers traced their way towards the necessary points again and he touched her skin. He was taken aback with what happened next, in his thoughts he was merely going to show her his intentions ... he was not expecting THIS!
Immediately his focus was on the link between them, the bond that they already had. It was a small bond at the moment, the deep blue of Earth's oceans and the burnt red of Vulcan's sands intertwined like a cord holding them together on the most basic of telepathic levels. He found her mind to be chaotic and disordered, she was all over the place, which was a bit out of character for her. In fairness it was to be expected, she had not been trained like a Vulcan and therefore she was not as adept at controlling her thoughts and emotions. She had not even prepared herself for the impact of his mind on hers, even Avarak while so young, knew to do so.
Sordd was very much aware of what Mimi was 'feeling,' waves of electricity tingled through her body, one wave after another crashing over her. There were no emotional shields, another thing that a Vulcan would instinctively know to have in place. He also saw her intense emotions, joy, happiness, euphoria, peace, 'love' for him, and pleasure which she just allowed to go over her freely, 'fascinating' he thought to himself, letting emotions run freely was such an alien concept to a Vulcan...
His focus was brought again to the base bond between them. He could sense Mimi, tugging at his mind drawing him to herself, but also pushing back towards him, it reminded him of the ebb and flow of the ocean. He brought his other hand up to her face, to strengthen the base bond which ... which was now forming into a 'tel tor' bond. Normally a priestess would be there to help with this, but he had not calculated that the Terran Wedding and the puk-tor would be so 'significant,' a lapse in logic on his part. As Mimi had not received training regarding the 'tel bond' he would have to show her what to do.
In his mind Sordd took them to a circular plaza, the sky was orange and the ground was red. The heat of the Vulcan sun caused the air to ripple ... they both knelt down facing each other ...
"Parted from me and never parted, never and always touching and touched. We meet at the appointed place," he said to her in Vulcan. "I would bond with thee, ever, and always touching and touched."
Somehow Mimi knew the reply, "Parted from me and never parted, never and always touching and touched. I await you," she said."I would bond with thee, ever, and always touching and touched."
He guided her, pulling her mind to his, it had to go both ways. He began to link their minds in sections, as she brought more of her mind to his, he tethered her to himself, and he to her, anchoring them both to each other. The bond flared into life, bright and shining, it had now become more of a sparkling sapphire blue and sparkling ruby red...
Sordd was very much aware of Mimi in his mind, up until now when ever they had melded, he was going into her territory, now it was different, it was equal. He felt complete again, in the way that a Vulcan needs, he had not felt this way since T'Alaro was alive. Mimi was so open, so willing, so accepting. In that moment Sordd resolved that he would let all of his shields down, holding nothing back from her... they were on the edge of a precipice ... there was only one way to fully secure the bond ...
Notes
Ok, it seems to be that Sordd and Mimi are writing the story themselves. hey ho it is what it is. And yes, they will still have the wedding ceremony on Vulcan!
Bolau tu shom - you need rest
Nam tor tal-kam - you are beloved
Ashayam - beloved
Ashaya - love
Adun'a - wife
Sanu - please
Tel tor - marriage bond
