Prologue
Stardate: September 1st 2285.
I knew that as I saw the bird of prey leave, I never would see those whom I saw as friends back. A logical decision and conclusion. I am pregnant. And in my head the father whom I desired beyond comparison. Indeed I had the full support of healers and Earth counsellors but neither could help me with my pain. I had decided something that would change my life. But this time no people but myself would be in danger. It was not worth the prise.
I saw Amanda look at me, wondering what I was thinking about but thanks to my training I could hide it well.
"You look sick Saavik." I glanced at her, showing the, only for her reserved smile, and gazed back. "Fatigued perhaps, I already taken an indefinite leave of absence." I saw her nod content. would she be in a surprise. "But I will not remain on Vulcan. I have to find certain aspects on my own." I saw her pale a bit, then that marvellous smile on that woman's face. Why she wished to remain on Vulcan? Will stay a mystery to me. She is the closest thing to warmth on this cold planet.
"I understand.will you be in contact?" I thought about that one, if I did, the risks would be high. "I don't believe so. Solitude is what I wish now. Excuse me." I turned and left to the house that I considered home. I knew that Amanda would be disappointed but this I had to do alone.
* * *
once on the spaceport I saw people minding their own business. I charted a ship alone. I am a level 5 pilot meaning that everything that had wings or was space worthy.I could fly. And actually I am rather fond of doing that. The hypothesis of Spock was that as a child I always believed the stars were mine. So why not travel amongst them.
I gathered my things and embarked my own ship. 'The Adventure'. Appropriate name. shame the vessel would not last longer the 4.3.2 weeks. I would blow her op. shame though for such a vessel but necessary. I could not risk detection. A small but convenient ship that could pass warp 2.3. very sufficient. As I set the co-ordinates the vessel took flight. Soft breezes of sand whirled up as it climbed higher and higher. Easily I steered her in the air, through the atmosphere and into space. Darkness surrounded me as I saw different stars and planets. I would not see them in a long time or never again.
As I set the ship on automatic I decided to make a short inventory of my belongings. My uniform did not accompany me, instead I wore civilian clothing. Trousers, a Vulcan style shirt with short sleeves and a cloak around it. Around my neck a scarf. Warm and yet comfortable. I gazed at the three crates I had beamed in before and opened box 1.
All types of tricorders, research material, DNA samples and sensitive material for science projects. For that I had to pull some strings and I- owe-you's as the humans call it. The Science Academy never did ask for specifics. Just a young Vulcan with science interest. Box 2. Clothing and blankets. Box three.baby supplies. If my calculation were right, and they usually are. A lot of what I needed would be there already. I already confirmed that the cave still existed. And as Dr. Marcus had stated.enough food for a lifetime.
* * * After checking that everything was present and accounted for I decided to read about what my late mate was working on. In my hand a piece of dried greenery. A leave.smelled very pleasant still. I activated the computer screen, entered the codes and started reading the most prohibited file in Starfleet. -PROJECT GENESIS.-
Stardate: September 1st 2285.
I knew that as I saw the bird of prey leave, I never would see those whom I saw as friends back. A logical decision and conclusion. I am pregnant. And in my head the father whom I desired beyond comparison. Indeed I had the full support of healers and Earth counsellors but neither could help me with my pain. I had decided something that would change my life. But this time no people but myself would be in danger. It was not worth the prise.
I saw Amanda look at me, wondering what I was thinking about but thanks to my training I could hide it well.
"You look sick Saavik." I glanced at her, showing the, only for her reserved smile, and gazed back. "Fatigued perhaps, I already taken an indefinite leave of absence." I saw her nod content. would she be in a surprise. "But I will not remain on Vulcan. I have to find certain aspects on my own." I saw her pale a bit, then that marvellous smile on that woman's face. Why she wished to remain on Vulcan? Will stay a mystery to me. She is the closest thing to warmth on this cold planet.
"I understand.will you be in contact?" I thought about that one, if I did, the risks would be high. "I don't believe so. Solitude is what I wish now. Excuse me." I turned and left to the house that I considered home. I knew that Amanda would be disappointed but this I had to do alone.
* * *
once on the spaceport I saw people minding their own business. I charted a ship alone. I am a level 5 pilot meaning that everything that had wings or was space worthy.I could fly. And actually I am rather fond of doing that. The hypothesis of Spock was that as a child I always believed the stars were mine. So why not travel amongst them.
I gathered my things and embarked my own ship. 'The Adventure'. Appropriate name. shame the vessel would not last longer the 4.3.2 weeks. I would blow her op. shame though for such a vessel but necessary. I could not risk detection. A small but convenient ship that could pass warp 2.3. very sufficient. As I set the co-ordinates the vessel took flight. Soft breezes of sand whirled up as it climbed higher and higher. Easily I steered her in the air, through the atmosphere and into space. Darkness surrounded me as I saw different stars and planets. I would not see them in a long time or never again.
As I set the ship on automatic I decided to make a short inventory of my belongings. My uniform did not accompany me, instead I wore civilian clothing. Trousers, a Vulcan style shirt with short sleeves and a cloak around it. Around my neck a scarf. Warm and yet comfortable. I gazed at the three crates I had beamed in before and opened box 1.
All types of tricorders, research material, DNA samples and sensitive material for science projects. For that I had to pull some strings and I- owe-you's as the humans call it. The Science Academy never did ask for specifics. Just a young Vulcan with science interest. Box 2. Clothing and blankets. Box three.baby supplies. If my calculation were right, and they usually are. A lot of what I needed would be there already. I already confirmed that the cave still existed. And as Dr. Marcus had stated.enough food for a lifetime.
* * * After checking that everything was present and accounted for I decided to read about what my late mate was working on. In my hand a piece of dried greenery. A leave.smelled very pleasant still. I activated the computer screen, entered the codes and started reading the most prohibited file in Starfleet. -PROJECT GENESIS.-