Chapter 13 Reunion
After my shift, I went to my quarters, changed clothes, and began working on a watercolor painting that I had started a week ago. I occupied my mind with the feeling of the paintbrush on the canvas and the happiness it brought me as I spread the paint across it. Time passed and suddenly the doorbell rang. It was most likely Nyota wanting to dish about Spock's arrival.
"Enter," I commanded a moment later.
"I believe that I owe you an apology, Christine," a crisp, husky voice stated as Spock entered the room.
"I don't understand," I responded without thinking, totally immersed in his presence and everything that is him. I was always in awe of him and found myself walking towards him in the middle of my living room.
"Why won't that go away? " I questioned inwardly, but my unconscious gave me the answer that I didn't want to hear: "you are in love with him, Christine". My heart concurred with the response by beating rapidly in my chest.
"I didn't tell you that I would start the practice of kolinahr because I knew you wouldn't go to Starfleet's medical school to be a doctor," Spock elucidated, peering at me with those intense coffee brown eyes.
"That doesn't make sense."
"It is quite logical, Christine. If you had requested me to stay with you, I wouldn't have been able to say no," he remarked, striding closer to me.
Shocked, I stayed silent, allowing the meaning of his words to set in.
"Why are you telling me this now," I irritatedly demanded, my hands on my hips in an attempt to hide my surprise at this tidbit of knowledge.
"I did not complete my kolinahr training, Christine."
Gasping, I remained quiet as he moved closer to me to touch. Spock loosely grasped my right hand and gently moved his thumb over the top of it. It felt electric, and a wave of heat engulfed my body. Rapidly, I jerked my hand away as if I had touched a hot stove.
"Why ever not," I exclaimed in disbelief.
"As you may know, Vulcans mate for life," he divulged softly, staring at me intently as if I was a curiosity, and I felt a shiver run the length of my spine for a moment.
"Oh," I responded, then automatically scolded myself for sounding silly.
"You are my mate, Christine. When Vger connected with me on Vulcan, he made me realize that there is more to life than logic," Spock sincerely stated, "and I immediately withdrew from my training to come to you."
Turning around, I couldn't conceal my astonishment.
"Christine, will you be willing to let me do whatever you deem necessary for me to correct my mistake? I want you to be my bondmate," Spock shyly inquired from behind me.
Gradually, I spun around to face him.
"I-I-I don't…kknnow,'' I stammered until Spock placed his long arms around my waist and pulled my body on top of him for a long ardent kiss. Without hesitation, I put my arms around his neck and kissed him back. The magic between us ignited a blazing fire of passion. It was a declaration of love, want, and need.
"Yes," I murmured my answer after we kissed.
A little later
"What now," I asked, grinning, moving on my side so I could observe his eyes.
"I do whatever you require of me to repair my damage to you," Spock responded with a suggestive smirk forming on his lips.
"And after that," I inquired, lovingly caressing his face with my hand.
"I will contact my parents on Vulcan and arrange for an official ceremony," he explained, his brown eyes twinkling.
"Don't you think you should tell Admiral Kirk first," I joked?
"Affirmative, my thyla. Do you have any cultural customs to perform for us to be bonded," he questioned.
"Yes, I want a small matrimonial ceremony with my brother, and Leonard McCoy will have to give me away," I admitted with a smile, " that will be an interesting conversation later ."
"Indeed," he answered, arching an eyebrow then leaning over to kiss me. A while later, I wondered:
"Spock, I am not Vulcan. How will the Ambassador and your Mother react to the two of us uniting?"
"I believe they will be pleased," he answered, running his hands through my hair.
"Why do you say that?"
"Before I went into kolinar, the Ambassador noted my deep trepidation, and he initiated a mind-meld. Sarek later compared my feelings for you to the ones that he felt for my Mother," Spock commented.
"Oh," I murmured in shock.
"Sarek then reassured me that he would keep an eye on your progress while at Starfleet's Medical school while I was going through kolinar," he described, peering into my eyes.
"Wait...is that..is that the reason I was invited to attend a semester at the Vulcan Science Academy," I exclaimed, putting the pieces of the puzzle together.
"Yes," Spock affirmed.
"Your parents graciously sponsored me there and welcomed me into their home at your request," I slowly inquired and he curtly nodded.
"Oh, you do love me," I joyfully cried, then threw my arms around him.
"That much is certain, Christine," Spock throatily replied.
The End