"You always been too human for my likes. It was always your disadvantage."

A shiver went up my spine as I heard the one voice I hoped to never hear. I kept fixing my paperwork on my desk. Before my home leave to Vulcan, Captain Admiral Pike gave me an office to keep my work. My eyes scanned for a file I am in need for my next lesson. Keeping myself occupied would show him being here doesn't unnerve me. As I was thinking of how to get myself out of this situation, I didn't notice the warmth too close for comfort. It happened too quickly for me to move out of the way as his cold hand wrapped around my throat. My hands immediately went to my throat to pull off his hand. I felt tears threaten to surface. No I will not give him the satisfaction.

I rasped out, "What are you... doing here?"

A puff of breath touched my ear. His voice whispered into my ear as he tightened his grip on my throat, "Councilman Sarek barred me from seeing you. I had to find out you were home visiting by T'Aerial. Unfortunate I was not there to witness you try to be what you are not."

I felt my air running out quickly. I grabbed frantically at his hand to peel him off. The only time he showed emotion was when he did this. His voice showed the smirk that was plastered on his face, "You will be seeing a lot more of me."

As quickly as he was there, he released my throat and left my office. I started coughing gasping for air. I closed my eyes. I muttered, "That's going to leave a mark."

I grabbed the nearest thing and threw it against the wall. The feeling of being hopeless and defenseless is creeping back. I let in a deep breath. I need to leave. I need to clear my head. I let out the deep breath. My throat is starting to get sore from his grip. I know the one place I would find tranquil.

"Sara? This is a pleasant surprise to see you here."

A tilt of her head led me to giving her a apologetic smile. I adjusted my hat to my side, "I apologize, Mrs. Sulu. I felt the need to come to your gardens and be at peace."

The elderly woman eyed the Vulcan hybrid. She gave a nod allowing the hybrid to take residence in her garden. It didn't go unnoticed by her of the new accessory the hybrid is wearing. She would have to ask her grandson about it. The elderly Japanese woman asked the hybrid, "Would you like some Chamomile tea?"

I made myself comfortable on the floor boards. I gave a small smile, "Please, Mrs. Sulu."

Namiko nodded leaving the Vulcan by herself to the kitchens. I closed my eyes to keep to my thoughts. I winced when I swallowed. This is going to be a while.

Spock looked at the wall clock indicating it is 10:00 pm. Sarek glanced at his daughter's front door. Spock asked the ultimate question, "Where is she?"

Sarek replied, "She would not forget to come home. Did she have Star Fleet duties to tend to?"

Spock was close to giving his father a look saying are you crazy this late at night but he refrained. Spock headed towards the coat rack grabbing his coat, "I will look for her."

The older Vulcan of the two stood up from his seat heading to grab his coat as well. He responded, "I will join you, my son."

Spock gave a nod towards the older Vulcan. The two went separate ways to gain more ground. This isn't like her to suddenly disappear. The only time that happened was when it happened.

Spock eyed his found sister. He noticed she refused to look into anyone's eyes. Spock glanced over to where their father is. He is speaking to the council as well as his parent's. Spock knelt down towards his sister. He moved his hand slowly to grasp her own but she flinched. Spock spoke softly, "T'Saraphina... It's okay. It's me, Spock. I am your older brother."

He noticed her hazel eyes was glazed over. Spock tried once again, "Sena... It's okay I am here."

That caused a reaction out of his sister. Her glazed eyes flicked over towards him. His sister turned towards him. Now Spock could see the bruises littered all over her. She had cuts and bruises on her skin. Dried green blood made its home on her clothing and skin. He was afraid what would happen if they never found her. Spock knew where she was originally. She was on a day trip with her bonded mate. That was a couple weeks ago. When he came back without her, it stirred up a frenzy in his house. Spock never seen their father show emotion like that. Serock claimed she ran off with some other Vulcan but that wasn't the case. Judging by the looks of it, she ran off and he wasn't able to catch her. Spock reached out moving a strand of his sister's hair out of her face. His sister flinched again when his fingers made contact with her cheek. Their mother who was nursing a cup of tea knelt down to his sister. Spock watched as his sister's eyes well up with tears and leaped towards their mother. The cup ell to the ground breaking making others turn to the sound. Spock immediately went to the cup moving away from the females of his family. Amanda placed a hand behind her daughter's head as she felt her daughter's body shake. Sarek's eyes narrowed at his daughter's action. He could feel anger build up inside him.

Amanda whispered softly to her daughter, "Shhh I'm here, T'Saraphina."

Spock's eyes widened at the display then turned to see Serock standing with his parents. He should be comforting his bonded but yet he is far from her. Spock's jaw clenched. Both males of the family felt anger they never felt before.

Spock's brown eyes studied his sister's office. He took note of the lamp on the floor broken. A frown marred his features. Spock ran through the places his sister could be. He hoped his father finds her.

I lightly rub the cold glass with my index finger. A voice interrupted my staring off to space, "Want me to refill that, commander?"

My hazel eyes flicked upward towards the bartender's greens. I gave a nod. The bartender moved to grab the whisky and started pouring. While he was pouring and putting the bottle up he asked, "So you looked troubled, am I right?"

I brought the drink to my lips and downed the amber liquid. The warmth of the liquid tickled for a moment before it dissolved away. I answered, "Just a troubling past that back."

The bartender leaned against the counter while drying a glass with a rag. His head bobbed as if he understood. He sighed, "I know those all too well, commander."

I tapped my glass for a refill, "Well it's going to be a long time dealing with it for me."

The bartender moved grabbing the bottle pouring its contents. He spoke, "I'm sorry. Are there any way to avoid it? I'm Trevor, by the way."

A snort came out of myself. I shook my head replying, "No. It's part of my temporary orders. I cannot disobey orders. I may be the one who more likely would between my brother and I but I don't disobey orders. My name is Sara."

The blond haired man went back to his drying of the glasses while speaking, "Your commanding officer cannot place the orders on someone else? That sounds like a hard spot to be in, Sara."

I shook my head as I brought the drink towards my lips. After a sip, the glass lingered near as I answered, "We are the only two Vulcans in the fleet. It is Star Fleet's mission to explore the systems but also keep our alliances well taken care of. The planet Vulcan was one of our many alliances. There was a specific reason why we were assigned to these temporary orders. We lived on Vulcan as well know its people better than any human on this planet. It wouldn't be logical to put a human in charge of this when the fleet has two Vulcans at hand to make things... easier, I suppose you can say."

Once more, I downed the drink. I tapped my glass again for another but the bartender didn't make a move. He eyed me as the words fell out of his mouth, "That was your 12th... I think I should cut you back a little bit."

I frowned, "I am more than capable in having the whole bottle as well more without feeling the affects of intoxication. Vulcans are not subjective to alcohol as humans are. It gives us warmth for a fast second before dissolving away whereas humans feel the warmth for a longer time."

Trevor looked wary as he leaned on the counter with his arms straight holding him up. His green eyes flicked to the newcomer. Immediately he asked like he would for anyone, "What can I get ya?"

A voice spoke close to my person, "Oh I will have nothing. I am here for her."

The voice sent shivers through my spine. I refused to put the glass down to indicate I am leaving. Trevor noticed the stiffness in my posture. I asked, "What do you want, Serock?"

The black haired Vulcan glanced at the bartender before settled on myself. He answered, " T'hy'la, I had a worried feeling when you did not come home. It is unsatisfactory."

My jaw clenched at the name he used that is sacred for someone close to you. My eyes met Trevor's as I spoke, "My home is not with you and haven't been in years. You have no right to call me that. If my father and Spock know you are near me-."

The Vulcan language cut me off, "They only could annul our bond but that does not mean I am done with you. You are a disgusting piece of filth."

I felt tears start to well up again. He continued as he glanced at Trevor, "What you are going to do Sara is you are to come with me."

I spoke feeling myself revert back to those days. I could feel the grinding of my teeth as I try to hold back the automatic whimper when I felt his leg touch my own. I placed my glass down before digging through my purse for cash. I placed the amount on the amount on the counter, "Thank you Trevor. I appreciate the evening. I must be going. It's a long day."

Serock waited to hop off the stool after I made a move to leave. Trevor was unsure what to say, "Uh... Sure no problem Sara. Hope to see you again."

I gave a weak smile. Serock trailed behind me as I turned to leave the bar. It did not escape Trevor when at the last minute before the two Vulcans left his sight, the male Vulcan grab the female by the bicep hard. Trevor frowned, "I need to tell someone."

Trevor caught sight of a grey cap. He mentally cursed. Normally a person would take all of their belongings but if they leave one on purpose then something must be up. It's a trail.