Huge thanks to my beta, JenniferLupin.

This was written for a Challenge on the Yahoo! Group SpockMcCoyHaven. The Challenge was to write a story about a song that meant a lot to one of the boys. So in this story McCoy sings a song that triggers a memory in Spock.

"All the Pretty Little Horses"

Hushabye, don't you cry,

Go to sleep my little baby.

When you wake, you shall take

All the pretty little horses.

Blacks and bays, dapples and greys,

Coach and six of little horses.

Hushabye, don't you cry,

Go to sleep my little baby.

Free time was a rare commodity on the Enterprise, especially if you

were an officer. And so when Spock and Dr. McCoy both found that

they had plenty that evening, they took advantage of it by spending

some time together in Spock's quarters. Leonard busied himself

making drinks while Spock sat nearby glancing through an old

fashioned paper book McCoy had given to him as a gift. After a few

silent moments, Leonard began absentmindedly singing to himself.

"Hushabye, don't you cry

Go to sleep my little baby

When you wake you shall take

All the pretty little horses…"

Spock raised an eyebrow at this. He opened his mouth to ask the

doctor if he realized he'd broken into song when something tugged at

the back of his memory.

"T'hy'la, what is that song?"

Leonard, who was still humming the song, looked up.

"Huh? Oh. It's a lullabye I used to sing to Joanna when she was a

baby. I guess I had it on my mind since I had a comm call from her

today." He smiled gently as if remembering.

"I always become a sentimental old fluff when she calls."

He looked over at Spock and noticed the distracted look on his face.

"Is something wrong, Spock?"

Spock stood and walked to the other side of the room.

"A memory…"

The fuzzy memory started to push its way up from the recesses of his

mind.

He was home on Vulcan. Someone was him. His mother. She was so

young. She stroke his hair and sang in a soft, sweet voice.

"When you wake you shall take

All the pretty little horses

Blacks and bays, dapples and greys

Coach and six of little horses…"

Then she leaned down and kissed him on the forehead. "Sleep well,

baby."

The memory faded away and Spock found himself with a very concerned

looking Leonard standing next to him.

"Spock, are you ok?"

Spock sighed. "That song. I had forgotten. My mother used to sing

it to me when I was a baby. She would it in a low voice until I was

asleep." He turned to Leonard. "Vulcan mothers don't sing to their

children. It isn't considered a logical course of action. However,

my mother is a most illogical human."

He paused.

"I always loved that song," he said softly.

Leonard wrapped his arms around Spock and sighed. "How about we put

a comm call through to your mother later today?"

Another pause.

"That would be acceptable."

Leonard nodded his approval and leaned into Spock, who responded in

kind. They stayed that way for a very long time.

END