I was so right, So right

Thought I could turn emotion

On and off

I was so sure, So sure

But love taught me

Who was, who was, who was the boss!

The Boss - Diana Ross

Who's the Boss?

Spock was deep in meditation, trying to calm his turbulent emotions when he heard the shields to the brig drop once again indicating he had another visitor.

"Vulcans don't lie, but humans do, don't they Mister Spock?"

Spock's eyes shot open. Nyota was back and for a moment he allowed his heart to swell with hope before he brutally snuffed it out. "Nyota, why are you here?"

"Answer my question first," she demanded.

"What is the question?" confusion was written all over his face.

"You always say Vulcans don't lie, but you also acknowledge you're only half-Vulcan." She walked over to where he was sitting on his bunk. "I was wracking my brain trying to figure out how my VULCAN husband could lie to me, and I realized you were using your human half against me." Uhura accused him.

"I did not lie to you." He told her.

"You're lying now, either to me or to yourself. You said you would never leave, me no matter what." She said. The pain in her voice made Spock feel like a failure. All he wanted to do was to protect his wife and all he managed to do was cause her pain.

"I have not left you Nyota. I am asking you to leave me."

"Semantics, which amounts to the same thing. Lying to your wife is a grave insult."

"Nyota-"

"Kroyka! Spock, I am so tired of this hot and cold routine of ours. We agreed to be together, and that is what we will do, for richer or poorer in sickness and in health until death us do part."

"Those are the traditional vows pledged in a human marriage ceremony."

"Exactly, and you owe me a wedding. We've done things your way and look where it's gotten us." She gestured to the cell they were now occupying. "Now we do things my way. We are married and we are staying that way. I didn't plan on getting married but now that I am, there is no way in hell I'm getting divorced! Besides, I couldn't leave you even if I wanted to, and I don't want to. So put your big boy pants on and fight. Fight for us damn it!"

After that speech, Nyota lost steam and asked softly, "Don't you want me?"

Spock left his seat on his bunk and came to her, taking her hands in his. "Of course, I want you. I have never wanted anything more, except for your happiness."

"Then fight for me! You once said I keep walking away from you, but you're the one walking away now."

"Nyota, you must understand that I want nothing more than for you to be safe and happy? I do not want any harm to ever befall you, and that includes being associated with me. If only temporarily, I believe we must part ways."

"Temporary? Why didn't you say that before?" She pleaded, gripping his hands tightly.

"I needed you to believe it. I wanted you to be free if that is what you truly need. If I should be convicted, I wanted you to be able to walk away and never look back."

"I'm not going anywhere and neither are you, so you might as well get that in your thick Vulcan skull. I'm your pid kom and I decide when it's over and what we do from here on out."

Spock was surprised to hear her say this. "Who told you about the pid kom?"

"I'm a smart girl, I figured it out." She said slyly.

Spock looked at her in disbelief, so she admitted, "Sarek may have dropped a hint. And now I am telling you, I'm not going anywhere. It's not over between you and me, not by a longshot. I didn't beat off Christine and T'Pring and Leila and Droxine, only to let Komack have you. Absolutely not! Besides, we cause more trouble when apart than when we're together."

Spock could begrudgingly agree to that. They had indeed caused each other considerable heartache when they were separated for any period of time. Planning to set her free was the hardest decision he had ever made. "Alright, Aduna," Spock said simply.

"Alright?" Nyota had not expected him to agree so soon. She was ready to put up a fight and argue logic with him. "Well, good then." She pulled him over to sit on the bunk side by side, then rested her head on his shoulder. "Now what?"

"I do not know. You are the pid kom, what is your plan?"

"The captain is working on something. Don't worry." She looked around his cell, at a loss as to what to say. Her visit would be over soon, and there was not enough time to say all the things they needed to say. Until the inquiry was completed, they would have to be separated. Starfleet refused to release Spock to the Enterprise because he was a flight risk. Until he was free, this was about as close as they could get.

"How about a conjugal visit?" she looked at him and raised her eyebrows suggestively.

"Nyota, there is no privacy here. I am under constant surveillance."

"So? Let's give them a show?"

"No." He said, pulling away from her.

"Aww, you're no fun." She pouted.

"You know me very well."

"No, I don't. I almost let you get away with this scheme. Luckily Sarek set me straight."

"So I have my father to thank for your disobedience?"

"I do not obey you, Mister." She took him in her arms again. "We are equal, but sometimes I'm more equal, especially when I'm being your pid kom."

Spock relaxed into her embrace. "Aye, Aduna."

"I like that, you better get used to saying it a lot."

"Aye, Aduna."

Uhura kisses Spock gently at first, but just as she tried to inch his shirt up, Spock pulled away. "Aduna, the surveillance," he reminded her.

"Screw them!" she said and tackled him back on the bunk to take his lips again.