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Okay, one hours seventeen minutes to go. I saw the planet change before my eyes, glued to the screen. Amazingly enough the explosion of GII made a sun, so life would prosper as it should. I knew that it would be perfect for settlements.

"Savia? We need a name." I know, illogical, let it remain an unnamed planet with numbers. Did not appeal me much though.

"Agreed, how about planet David?" I shook my head. Very nice idea but very illogical to name it after the one who died for it.

"No, how about planet." I thought about it. Marsavik. "Marsavik. All our names combined. Yours, David's, and mine." I noticed that Savia had to think it over.

"Agreed mother, Marsavik 1 if I may suggest, it would be proper. The first and last planet in it's kind." Delighted I stepped back and forth. Why did I reacted so illogical. I had to contain myself.

"Mother? There is a Starschip coming at warp 9." I glanced up. what? Not now, not when we were so close.

Then it hit me. I have been here for 76.8 years. Illegal. I used all my resources, knowledge, that of Savia, and David... I have been indulging myself in a prohibited project.missing in action so to speak.oh my.

"Savia, I am in great trouble now." I mused. The woman would be alone for a VERY long time.

"I know, it is a logical deduction mother, we were endeavouring in a most prohibited project. Add to that that you took refuge in an asteroid and gave me life. Probably.you broke almost every moral and science rule that exists." My shoulder slumps. Excuse you daughter? Could you use a bit more tact?

"Fine, what ever. First I wish to see that this project is stable. If I am being prosecuted.which no doubt will happen, I will have seen this planet being born." She agreed. Well at least one plus point. Ingrate.

"When will the ship arrive daughter?" I started doing the sum in my head as I glanced at the screen.

"Twenty minutes thirty seconds if they do not slow in warp." My eyes flashed obsessed I think.

"I do not care whether that ship is coming or not, I will see our planet with my own eyes even if it will cost me 10 extra years confinement." I saw Savia agree.

"We did put in a lot of work, it is logical to wish to observe it with your own eyes. I do believe that the Terra forming has been competed now. With other words.if desired you can beam down mother." My face straightened. Okay. Here goes nothing.

"How about oxygen." Doing some checks we both agreed that the planet was save to beam down. An Ozone layer was already settling, there were ice plateau's, deserts, rainforests, sea's, lakes, landmasses ready to be build on, birds.actually.a recreation of Earth combined with certain features of Vulcan. Very nice.warm, cool, neutral, humid, cold and really hot. 'A perfect recreation resort', I suddenly thought.

"I will go down, inform me if they arrive." She nodded as I walked out and onto the plateau. I had pre-entered the co-ordinates and I heard the buzzing sound of a very old transporter. I knew that there would be more sophisticated ones now. But.I did not have the time or resources to upgrade them.

The scene changed into a lush green one. A certain smell came over me. Oh.after all there years. The Intoxicating smell of that plant that David created. I remember very vivid now what the effect was. It was an aphrodisiac.

***

"Nearing the asteroid sir.WOW.look at that Sir.that.was.an.huh?" La Forge glanced stunned at the Earth wanne be planet. Data was already busy with the readings. Picard rose from his chair.

"Unbelievable.this is what Genesis is? A planet creator?" Commander Riker stated as he had risen as well.

"Sir, that was planet 3523.a deserted one.no life.no ozone.no nothing." La Forge stated as he was busy reading the odd measurements as Picard nodded agreeing. That was true.

"Sir, there is one life sign in the asteroid, and one on the planets surface. What are your orders?" Out of his first surprise he looked up at Worf.

"Hail the asteroid." The Klingon nodded and established contact.

"We have audio and visual Sir." Picard nodded, signalling that he was ready to speak.

"This is Captain Picard of the Starship Enterprise, identify yourself." The screen showed a Vulcan woman.

-Greeting captain. My name is Savia, daughter of Saavik. State your reason for intruding."

Picard glanced at a mature woman who had raised her hand in the Vulcan salute. Her features were slim, her hair long and obviously in a bun. In a very Vulcan way that is. It resembled the hair of the late Lady T'Pau.hmm.

"We come her to investigate the odd readings and retrieve your mother and yourself to Vulcan."

-That will not be necessary. All is being monitored and there is no reason to disturb either my mother of me.- Picard frowned. Well, well.one stubborn woman.

"I must insist that you reconsider.we have orders from admiral McCoy." He saw the woman shrug.

-That is of no concern. He has retired, has no legitimate authority what so ever. Add to that he keeps sending illogical requests for my mother to return. Like I stated before, we shall return to my mothers home world when she and I are ready with Marsavik 1.-

That created a few frowns.hmm.it already had a new name.

"I see, never the less, we shall return you both to Vulcan today." Okay. Threats are nothing for him but she was crowding him with logical back- fire.

-You most definitely will not. Savia out.- Picard glared at the screen. She cut him off. Obviously not astray from the information in the universe.hmm.

"Shall I attempt again captain?" Worf glared down from his high console. Below him were three seats. From his view, on the left Troy, middle, the captain and to his right the commander.

"No, we shall let them get used to our presence first. Contact Doctor Selar. I need some Vulcan etiquette lessons. I will be in my ready room. Number one, you have the bridge." And he stalked to a room on the left.

*** I walked around the same lush grass as in the cave. Flowers surrounding me as I heard the smallest of voice in my mind. Birds chirping at their hearts content. every here and there animals jumped away.

/Well done my wife./

I closed my eyes. Knowing that it was David. I sat down and started meditating to make sure I did not misheard him. My hands clasped, the palms touching each other.

/Thank you my husband.I hope I did not failed you./

What else could I have said. I fulfilled my original plan. Next came redemption.

/I know, but after all these years you will have to let me go./

I froze. No.still after 76 years it was too soon.

/I./

At loss for words I started shaking.

/You have to Saavik. I saw GII come to life through your eyes, saw how our daughter grew up and the planet been born. It is enough./

I started sobbing. I had not done that since he died.

/No.David.don't go./ /I can't. Not until you allow me./

/I.I.need you./

What else could I say.it was the truth. He was my only companion, minus Savia, that kept me going.

/No you don't. this would be a very nice spot. Resembles the place where we found the coffin of Spock.hmm./

I took a deep breath. Okay. He actually deserved to be at peace. Trapped for more then seven decades.

/Okay. I shall grand you your wish.my beloved husband./

I contacted Savia, telling her that I would free the Katra of David. She on her turn informed me that the Enterprise had arrived. I asked her something I never done before.to stall.she understood and would be a real pain to the captain now.poor man.

***

"Obviously she does not comply to any of your requests captain. She never did have the experience that we do. Listening to captains of Starships." Picard was a little frustrated.

"Do I hear the hint of sarcasm? No required. Enlighten me how I can persuade those two. I can just beam tem aboard.but that goes against my ethics." Selar nodded.

"That would not be advisable. They clearly stated that when 'they' are ready the will contact us for transport home. My suggestion would be to wait." Troy stood next too the CMO and nodded.

"Captain, I sensed a hint of grief in her mind, like something would happen within a short period of time.although vague I also could sense that the mother is in grief. More then the daughter does."

Selar glanced sideward.

"Fascinating. The only way that you, with all due respect, could sense such an emotion, is that there would be a death of an intimate one.a mate.or child.maybe." Selar tried to recall the personal information of the woman who's name was Saavik.

"Perhaps she had his Katra still.if so.it would be a most dangerous and yet a very logical choice." Picard glanced up. Now what.

"Well?" Selar raised her head again after a moment of thought.

"His Katra, his soul. It would be logical to preserve it rather that releasing it in the Hall of Thoughts. She would have needed the information to start, to guide her. His Katra would have been able to give her the answers. After completing this project it would be the most logical choice to set it free on the planet they created. Humans do not appreciate a combined collective of Katra's. they prefer 'peace and quiet'. If so, I strongly advise to let her be for a few hours sir. It is a very intense moment of loss and grief"

The captain frowned after such a Vulcan culture lesson. After a minute he glared at the two women before him.

"Six hours, that is all.is that sufficient?" glancing at Selar he saw her face expressionless.

"Captain, do you grief for mere six hours? That is very personal and person bounded. There can be no tag on the time needed to recover."

The captain sighed. Fine.

"Then we first will bring our charming doctor Savia on board. Is that allowed doctor?" A bit annoyed he looked at the stoic Vulcan.

"Yes. But persuading her might be troublesome."

*** Seventeen hours later.

He was gone. His Katra most likely glancing on the planet. I felt the urge to cry. For him.because of him. Never again would I see or hear him again.and I missed him already. The new son riding on the horizon lighting up this new born planet.

"David.fare well my love.I still have a few tasks to do before I can join you.redemption for the rules I broke."

I started walking around. I wore a blue dress with a sash around my neck. Now I was really grieving and I wondered if I could cope with the pain I endured. Did I have a choice? I was now finished here. My research had been competed. My daughter ready to enter her home world and find a life of her own. My destination still unknown. I signalled her that I was ready to be beamed back.