I opened my eyes when I heard the doors swished open. I tilted my head to the side when I saw the figure at the door. I asked, "Spock? What are you doing here? Only I know of this place as it is quiet."

The older Vulcan looked around the roof top before landing his eyes on me. His voice held wisdom as well as age, "Believe it or not, this was where I would go to find peace."

The older Vulcan walked towards my seated form before he sat beside me. For someone his age, his bones and joints did not creak and pop as he descended. My hazel eyes didn't look away from the now seated form of my brother. However, in this timeline he isn't my brother even those by tests and everything logical shows him and I are siblings. Spock Prime's elderly eyes glanced over when he felt my eyes were unwavering. I asked once more, "What may I ask of this visit?"

Spock Prime answered tearing his eyes away as he looked on to the setting sun, "You are no different than the T'Saraphina I knew. She was incredible. Surely you understand the conflict of human emotions with the Vulcan way."

I stayed quiet studying his face. Spock Prime continued, "She used that to her advantage which I know you would be able to as well. When the mission calls for it, she would switch between the two. At first she told me it was exhausting with closing off the emotions and revealing them once more. That was how she moved up in ranks. Last I saw her she was an admiral of Star Fleet."

I took in his words before speaking slowly, "You are saying I should use this to my advantage."

Spock Prime clasped his fingers together and gave a nod. Spock Prime turned in his spot to face me. He held out his hand as he asked, "May I?"

I nodded and I felt his warm fingers lightly touch the side of my face. His thumb and index finger touching the front of my face while the three others spread out by my eyebrow bone and side of face. I took in a deep breath to control my breathing. Immediately I felt a surge of memories run through my mind.

A black haired Vulcan woman stood with her hands clasped behind her back. She wore a red uniform jacket with a white strip on her right shoulder. Glistening in the light showed the rank of admiral. Her curly hair was placed in a high tight bun. The only way to tell she had curls is by the loose strands tickling her cheeks. The Vulcan female stood with a stiff posture as she continued to look through a window of an apartment. Around the apartment had antiques on shelves and on counters. Her voice was gravely as if an accident happened in her lifetime as she spoke, "Spock, my husband had a child with another woman."

Spock moved towards the Vulcan female. She turned slightly to her brother and he could see the tears glistening in her eyes. Spock saw his sister's mood matched the weather outside in San Francisco. A storm swirling around the bay as well as inside of her. He knew of their trials of trying to have a child before but even with the medical advances it was useless. The two couldn't have a child when they were younger. Now his sister knew of her husband's child previous of her. Spock placed his hands on her shoulders to rub them them gently. Spock spoke softly, "Life has a way of getting in the way."

His brown eyes watched as tear droplets slowly slid down her cheeks. His thumb wiped them away the fallen tears. Spock's sister voice came out hoarser than it was before, "He wanted to be a father and he had the chance before..."

Spock moved the red and black wearing Vulcan into his arms. He placed his chin on top of her head as she was shorter than him by a few inches. The front door swished open and a voice called out, "T'Saraphina, I'm home."

Spock Prime pulled his fingers away from my face and immediately I felt tears filling my eyes. I licked my lips as they suddenly became dry. Spock Prime spoke, "My sister had trouble conceiving with her husband. When she found out he had a son somewhere, she became sad but elated. The feeling of sad was due to her not being able to conceive for the two of them and the child of his was not hers. However, she was elated for him as he finally got to be a father."

I took a deep breath, wiping away any fallen tears. I couldn't help but ask, "What happened to the child?"

Spock Prime looked away to the changing color sky. He answered, "David was murdered by Klingons. He protected myself and Jim's student."

I raised an eyebrow. I looked away from him to look at the sky. I asked, "What happened to her that she had that scar?"

Spock Prime answered, "She was attacked by her betrothed."

My hand immediately went to my side where a large scar resided. It didn't go unnoticed by Spock Prime. Spock Prime spoke, "I heard from Sarek you were in the hospital due to an attack and kidnapping of Serock, am I correct?"

I felt my breathing hitch for a second before I closed my eyes to bring my breathing back down. I nodded knowing he was watching me closely. Spock Prime's lips went into a firm line. He pushed himself off the ground holding out a hand. I heard the rustling so I opened my eyes. I looked at his hand before looking at him. Spock Prime answered my unspoken question, "Let's go on a walk."

I reached up linking my right hand with his left. He pulled me up with such strength despite his age. Unknowingly, I laced my fingers with his. His elderly brown eyes looked down at our hands as if to question it. I noticed he is looking at our hands and I immediately released his hand. I dusted off imaginary dirt. Spock Prime spoke, "My sister and I did the same. We are incredibly twins in a way we feel as we are with our own twin."

He held out his hand for me to take. He encouraged, "If it makes you feel better, I rather you take it than not."

I studied Spock Prime's face. Every facial feature showed my brother. This Vulcan is my brother. We never been in each other's lives and witness each other's accomplishments and failures but we are connected. We are as one as Spock and I are. If his T'Saraphina was here, Spock and her would feel the same. It is hard to describe and explain the feeling and connection but it is there. Spock Prime still held out his hand for me to take. I reached for his hand and slowly laced our fingers together. He started to guide me off the roof top and head towards the local park by Star Fleet Academy.