I don't think the captain understands his first officer's determination. Especially when it comes to his little sister. If that is what you like to call Spock arriving at my apartment that night.

"I'm staying over."

I shook my head moving my weight between my feet, "No, you don't have to. I'd have to get ready to get up early tomorrow morning."

Spock's eyes narrowed, "What is it in your weekly plans that you have to get up early? Also, you haven't been sleeping."

I crossed my arms mumbling, "I've been getting enough sleep. And it's none of your business, Spock."

Spock muttered, "Bullshit."

My older brother's voice softened, "Please. I... It does hurt to see you like this. I want you to talk with me."

I felt remorse filled me inside. I took a shuddering breath moving to the side allowing my brother to walk in. Spock took a moment before letting himself in. I closed the door behind him. I pointed out, "Do not take this as an invitation for me to talk to you. I'll grab the sheets and pillow so you can take the couch."

Spock shrugged off his jacket placing it on the back of a chair. I disappeared into the hall gathering the essentials to make the couch more like a bed. While I was away from his view, Spock took a look at the disarray of papers on my dinning room table. His eyes narrowed at the words : post traumatic stress disorder, nightmare inducing, detachment.

My voice snapped him out of his thoughts and away from the table, "I have some left over soup if you want any. I can heat it up for you."

Spock cleared his throat taking the blankets and pillow out of my arms, "Thank you, I'd appreciate that."

I headed into the kitchen pulling out some Vulcan-style soup from the fridge. While I was getting his bowl ready, Spock was setting up the couch for the night. My lips went into a firm line. I don't want my brother to know what I am going through currently. It was triggered a couple weeks ago after Serock's trial. It was something so small that I hated that my mind and body reacted so violently. It started with one dream turned nightmare. Then it made its reappearance over and over again till it got to the point I would get an hour or two of slumber.

I know my brother is going to find out about the nightmares if I don't keep it under control. I leaned against the kitchen counter waiting for the soup to heat up in the micro. Spock appeared in the kitchen, "Thank you."

I let out a sigh, "I know if I don't let you in, you'd wedge yourself inside. You did so all those years ago."

The timer went off and I pulled out the bowl. I pulled out a spoon closing the drawer with my hip, "Here. I'm going to bed. Just put the bowl in the sink when you're done."

Spock took the bowl and utensil with a frown. I headed towards my room leaving him to his own devices. I didn't think about the papers scattered on the dining room table.

Spock's Point of View

Seeing the papers scattered on my sister's dining room table had made me stay up the night. I didn't think it was a one time thing considering she looked tired. Tired enough for a Vulcan. I headed to the scattered papers and decided to read on the topic. After each page, my face grew grim. She had hard aggression during the spar. Mr. Scott said she wouldn't allow him to touch her. The captain haven't reported in yet. A soft cry came from the other side of the apartment. I looked up from the papers with knitted brows. I stood up from my seat and headed to my sister's room worriedly. I waited with baited breath to make sure I heard correctly.

A mumbled soft outcry, "N-no."

My angled brows raised at the sound of our father's home planet's language. I rapped my knuckle against my sister's door, "T'Saraphina?"

The sound of the covers being thrashed around gained my attention. I slowly opened the door. There laid my little sister with her eyes closed tightly as she tried to wrangle her blankets. A choked sob came from her lips, "Stop, p-please."

I quietly came inside her room closing the door behind me. I spoke softly, "T'Saraphina."

T'Saraphina didn't move but kept fighting against her inner demons. I slowly knelt beside her bed. I reached up whispering, "Wake up. You're having a nightmare."

Apparently that was the wrong move and I calculated wrong. T'Saraphina released her blanket and choked back a loud "No!" while throwing a punch my way. I should of expected it. If I expected it, I would've not felt pain arise in my jaw and cheek. I sucked in my teeth. I cradled my hurt left jaw and cheek. With my free hand, I shook her shoulder, "T'Saraphina! Wake up. You're having a nightmare."

Finally her eyes shot open. Tears flooded the rims and freely flowed down. Her words came out soft, "I-I'm... I'm so sorry. So so sorry."

Her eyes weren't focused. I released my cheek before nudging her, "Move over. It's Spock. Your brother."

Her eyes slowly started to focus after she started to push him away. Her voice was small, "Spock...?"

I gently lifted her off from her spot to move her myself to the other side of the bed. I got comfortable on my sister's bed. I opened my arms to invite her in them. She was hesitant. I could tell she didn't know she suckered punched my jaw. I softly spoke, "Just like before."

I felt her scoot herself closer before she hid her face in my chest. I placed my chin ontop of her head. I winced from the pain. I readjusted my position to a more comfortable state. It was like old times when this occurred.

The three others in the home on Vulcan headed towards the screaming. Mother was first to T'Saraphina's side. I was second. Father held a grim look. Mother spoke, "She's having a nightmare. More likely due to what he have done to her. If this becomes a regular occurrence, I should say we need to take her to a therapist or a doctor."

A sob broke out of my sister's lips. Without a word, I climbed into the bed knowing my sister needed comfort. I wasn't thinking logically. Well, emotionally this was the most logical thing to do which was climb in bed and hold my little sister to get the nightmares away. Father piped up, "Spo-."

Mother interrupted him, "Just a minute, Sarek. This might be good for her. Twins have an incredible ability to know what to do for each other."

Despite the two of us being adults, my sister felt my presence in her sleep and latched onto to my person. Her tears started to soak inside my sleep shirt. Slowly, I wrapped my arms around her as if it would protect her. Her sobs started to slow and be muffled by chest. Mother stood up looking at her two children before turning to her husband, "I think Spock has it handled."

We never got her diagnosed as she refused to see a doctor. She claimed she was fine. I think that might be up for discussion now it has resurfaced. A call to the Enterprise's doctor should be in order.

T'Saraphina's Point of View

I stretched feeling refreshed for once. I turned in my bed seeing nothing is out of sort. The sheets and comforter looked worse for the war but that should be expected. I briefly remembered the dream, or I should say nightmare last night. I felt my throat dry. I got out of bed heading to where my brother would be sleeping. My angled brows furrowed together. The sheets, blankets and pillow were placed neatly on the couch's arm. I called out, "Spock? Are you still here?"

No answer. I went to the bathroom in case he was in there. The door was open and appeared vacant. A knock was made at the front door followed by a muffled voice, "T'Saraphina? Are you ready for breakfast?"

I licked my lips. Spock left without saying goodbye. I headed to my door opening it slightly, "Oh uhm... I'm not ready but you can come in. I just woke up. If you don't mind waiting for me..."

Jim's lips curled into a smile, " 'Course not. Take your time. I'll just wait for you out here."

Jim then noticed the sheet set resting on the couch. He pointed to it, "Had or expecting someone to sleep over?"

I shook my head, "Oh, I uhm.. I had Spock over last night. He came by. It seemed he didn't spend the night..."

Jim raised his eyebrows. I started backing up heading towards my room, "I'll... I'll just get ready. Give me about 20 minutes."

Jim nodded. I quickly went to my bedroom and into my adjoined bathroom.

Jim looked around seeing a few photographs of his engineers and then of the Vulcan-Human family. A small smile graced his lips when he found a missing tooth T'Saraphina hugging a somewhat straight faced Spock as children. It was rather cute and endearing.

"Sorry that it took so long."

Jim looked at the clock and it was exactly 20 minutes. Jim chuckled, "You are exactly on time."

Jim turned and saw I was wearing a pair of dark wash jeans with a blue button up blouse. Jim felt his heart quicken lightly. He cleared his throat, "So... What do you think you have in mind for breakfast?"

A small smile played on my lips, "My mother used to make us some chocolate chip waffles. Spock used to ask for his waffles to be shaped like I-Chaya."

Jim's face turned one of amusement, "Oh do tell? What's a I-Chaya?"

I walked with my captain out, "I-Chaya used to be our childhood pet. He was once our father's. He was and still held dear to our hearts."

Jim asked, "So like a dog?"

I shook my head, "He wasn't a dog. He was more like a giant bear who was sweet. He cared for Spock and I."

I could tell it was hard for Jim to wrap around his head that a bear like creature could be our childhood pet. I licked my lips nervously, "Okay, well so chocolate chip waffles?"

Jim's lips went into a soft smile, "Yeah, let's do that."

I noticed the captain kept his distance. He didn't ask anything about what happened last night nor anything else having to with my difficulty sleeping. For that, I am glad. At least for now. For now, I'll take this distraction and hope it can lead me to restful sleep tonight. I still have to contact Spock about last night.

A/N: I would think that twins have a certain connection with each other. To comfort. I figured why not with Spock and T'Saraphina. They're only half human so they have emotions just like everyone else. Kind of. The two would needed to be comforted as well. They're not rock stone. I hope you guys enjoy this! Let me know if you have any ideas! Let me know what you guys think. Have a wonderful day and night and be safe out there!