I rolled my neck to release any stiffness. Tightening a bolt underneath the cruiser, a grunt came out. A couple of male voices echoed through the hanger as they walked around. A deep male voice sounded as if he is confirming what he heard beforehand, "Yeah this chick at Fleet 57 got beaten."

My hand movements slowed to a still as I started to listen to the man's words. The other man shook his head at his friend, "Lawson is a fire cracker she can hold up her end. She was best of our class in combat."

I instantly dropped my wrench which made a loud clank. I cursed in Vulcan pulling myself out of underneath the cruiser. I looked around for the two men. My eyes narrowed at the two men across the way. My feet led me to this. My voice came out strong, "Lawson? Annette Lawson?"

The black haired male who I recognized as Jaret Clearmont, who graduated with Lieutenant Commander rank, looked startled at my presence. I asked again feeling my Vulcan temper rising, "Clearmont do you mean Annette Lawson?"

The male next to him nodded, "Yeah, Sara. A few of the guys were at Fleet 57 saying some guys were trying to pester her and wouldn't take no... And there she goes."

My feet carried to Fleet 57 as a destination in mind. Annette I swear... If you are hurt because you have the inability to fight off... I will kill you myself.

I pushed open the club's door. Loud music and fog machine smoke assaulted my person. I coughed a little as I pushed through the crowd. My eyes searched for a familiar red head. A hand grasped my wrist which instantly made me turn around about to insult someone with my native tongue. The words failed me as the owner was Kiera. Kiera's eyes looked panicked, "She's over here."

I let our smaller friend drag me to Annette's location. Kiera stopped looking over at me. Her vocal cords tried its best to go a level where I can hear her, "The guy wouldn't let up. I tried pulling him off. Same with Annie. She got hurt from it. Do that special move of yours."

I tried to resist the urge to roll my eyes at the last comment. I pushed my arms through my jumpsuit's sleeves. I zipped it up right above my chest. I don't want the sleeves to unravel just in case. I moved a little closer. I glared at the guy's height. I tried my best to raise my voice against the music, "I think the lady said she doesn't want to be near you, jerk. It is a gentleman thing to respect a lady's decision."

Before the guy turn around and face me I reached up the best I could. My hand clasped around between his shoulder and neck. My fingers pinched the nerve right when the guy started to turn. Luckily, he became unconscious. I jumped out of the way when his body came down like a bag of dead bolts. Annette looked at her best hybrid friend with wide eyes. She breathed out, "Sara."

I stepped over the brute grabbing her hand. I dragged her outside with Kiera hot on our heels. I huffed mumbling, "I feel like a babysitter sometimes."

Annette unfortunately overheard me. She pulled her hand out of my own. Kiera bit her lip. Annette stumbled slightly from the yank. I rubbed my right eyebrow while asking, "How much did you drink?"

Annette scoffed, "None of your business."

Kiera decided to jump in, "Annie she was trying to help you. The guy wouldn't let up after you pushed him away many times."

I could tell by Kiera's behavior that she only had a couple drinks but a lot less than Annette. Annette flipped her hair out of her face, "I'm sorry that I'm not as Vulcan as you. I cannot be as precise as you, Miss Commander."

I frowned, "Annette the alcohol in your system is making you say things that aren't of your usual self. You should take your birthday indoors and watch a movie. Drink water and let time sober you."

Kiera grabbed Annette's hand trying to get her to move, "Let's head over to my apartment and we can watch a movie."

Annette yanked her hand out of Kiera's grip. I licked my lips, "I understand that you are incredibly angry at me for turning you away earlier."

That was brought to Kiera's attention. I noticed the flicker of confusion on Kiera's face. So Annette didn't tell Kiera what happened at the hanger. Annette gestured to herself, "On my birthday... You would rather be locked up with those stupid machines than deal with people."

That may be true but I have my moments. I took a deep breath before speaking, "If I recall... Weeks ago I did join you and Kiera for one last get out before accepting our duties for graduation. I accepted mine but did you accept yours? We are now of higher rank, Annette. Act like it."

Annette let out a frustrated huff, "It's always work with you now that we graduated. Live a little. Show some emotion."

Kiera shook her head, "Annette that was uncalled for."

The red head looked over at the smaller girl, "You are always holed up too."

My voice brought their attention back to me, "I do show emotion. I show more than any Vulcan and Vulcan hybrid. I would like to believe you feel I do not show enough emotion for your taste. I wanted to be alone tonight as you have previously mentioned of my hybrid heritage as a problem. Someone else have told me my heritage is a problem. Opposite of your views, he preferred if I showed no emotion."

I turned my attention to Kiera and apologized, "I am sorry you had to witness this petty fight. Please take her home as soon as possible to sober from the alcohol she had."

Kiera gave a weak nod. Annette looked to be in conflict with herself. Kiera grabbed her hand and started to tug on her hand. This time Annette didn't resist. I think I am going to fix all of the cruisers tonight...

My body curled up on the crawler underneath a cruiser. My eyes moved quickly underneath my lids. I felt the crawler move. I let out a gasp opening my eyes seeing the perpetrator who moved my crawler. Concerned brown eyes stared at my frantic eyes. I sat up rubbing my face, "I... I apologize."

The perpetrator knelt down in front of me, "What was it about this time?"

I licked my lips. The brown eyes noticed light sweat glistening on my face. I mumbled, "It's... It's nothing, Spock."

Spock frowned, "Don't lie to me."

I shook my head, "Vulcans can't lie, Spock. It's nothing... Really... It's the same as always whenever memories come up."

My older brother looked at the cruiser then the crawler, "You stayed here last night. Father wouldn't have him go near you."

He studied me as I looked over at my tool box. His eyes narrowed, "No something else happened. What happened?"

I glanced at my brother out of the corner of my eye, "I'm not good enough for a human friend either."

Spock's frown deepened. The older Vulcan reassured his younger sister, "You are unbelievably good enough."

His warm index finger hooked underneath my chin to move my face to him. His dark brown eyes stared into my hazel ones. His words came out, "You are top of your class and graduated with the rank of Commander. Despite your short stature, you overcame obstacles during combat. T'Saraphina anyone who does not have a proper thought process thinking you are not good enough are incredibly... Stupid."

A small smile was brought to my face. I pulled out of his light grip on my chin. I nudged him in the shoulder shaking my head, "Don't ever say stupid again. It's not... You. Say they are incredibly moronic."

A twitch of his lips went upward. Spock gave a light nod, "I'll remember that for future reference,"

Spock sat down next to my crawler resting his forearms on his knees. I turned to my tool box and instantly started to organize it. I mumbled, "Why are you here, Spock?"

Spock glanced at his younger sister who was concentrated on her tool box. He answered, "I am here simply to check on you. You said to give you a few hours and by the time a few hours came by it was only natural to think you were asleep."

My lips contorted into a small smirk, "I love you Spock."

Spock's brows knitted together. He sounded a little confused, "I love you too T'Saraphina but what does that have to do with anything?"

I finished up my tool box turning to him. I gently bumped my shoulder with his, "Want to go somewhere to eat? I know this great place for vegetarian food."

Spock's brows are still knitted, "You didn't answer my previous question but I'll answer yours. Yes, I would like to get something to eat."

I chuckled, "I love your mannerisms, Spock."

I stood up and he followed at my heels. I spoke up, "I just have to shower and change before we head out, okay?"

Spock nodded in understanding.

I nursed the cup of hot tea in my hands as we wait for our order to come. He stared at me as if I were to break the silence first. It's not going to work. I moved a few strands of hair behind my ear showing the Vulcan point. Spock let out a deep breath, "I hate when you do that."

A smile was brought to my face hidden by my tea cup. I gave him a wink, "You know I can go quiet for hours on end."

Spock couldn't help but roll his eyes. Spock decided to ask, "When are you going to Vulcan?"

I shrugged, "I briefly spoke to Captain Pike about it. I have not put in the time frame to go see mother and father."

Spock watched as I continued to take a sip of my tea. Spock asked his next question, "Can you go when the next break for cadets to go?"

I raised an eyebrow placing my teacup down. I asked in return, "Do you want to go back to Vulcan?"

Spock answered, "For your sake."

I let out a deep sigh, "Serock would be wise not to test a Star Fleet officer let alone a Vulcan Star Fleet officer."

Spock leaned closer on the table, "He is not the brightest of the Vulcans."

I nodded in agreement. Spock moved away from the table as the waitress placed our plates down. My stomach growled in response of the sight of food. Spock and I spoke simultaneously, "Thank you."

I picked up my rye bread filled with sprouts and vegetables. Before taking a bite, I commented on Spock, "You insult someone? That's new."

Spock moved his salad around, "There is much you do not know about me."

I coughed on my piece of sandwich. I patted my chest to clear the passageway. I cleared my throat getting a drink of my tea. I croaked, "Oh I know all about you dear brother. You have not changed in the slightest."

Spock scoffed eating his salad. We didn't say anything till both are done with food.

I really hope you guys are enjoying this. If you haven't noticed already I am going to focus a bit on the pre-James T. Kirk era before going to that point of time. Show how Spock and T'Saraphina's relationship is and how different she is compared to a normal human and normal Vulcan or Spock. Whichever you want to compare her to. Please let me know what you guys think about this. If anything I'm welcome to suggestions. Also If it looks like there is a huge space well there is supposed to be a line break there. I am not sure why but the line breaks are disappearing on me. If anything is in bold in a very long thing like this it is an Author's note.