Spock could sleep it had been two days since his plant was destroyed and his mother had died. Vulcans don't need as much sleep as humans as long as they meditate but Spock was having trouble with both.

Since he was along in his quarters, he let out the tears. Large hot tears fell down his cheeks. His father had left with the other Vulcans to reform what was left of their people. Sarek had ask for his son he join him but he declined say that he must return to starfleet first.

That was a lie and his father new it, he need time to mourn his mother properly.

He disided to go out for a walk to clear his head. He stop at an observation deck and watch the stars as they passed, without the warp core it would take another week to get back to earth.

He took out his mother necklace and fiddled with it. It was quite as it was midnight on the ship but with his hearing he could hear sobbing. He human instincts took over and he was shocked to find someone crying by another window. Spock was unsure why someone was crying out in the open, surely it would be better to do such a personal thing in their own dorm. Unless it was an ensign.

Spock look again at the crying figure again. Their knees were pushed up against their body and their head in they knees. All he could see was a gold shirt and mop of messy curls. While Spock didn't know everyone on the ship he was quick to know who was the person crying.

It was Ensign Chekov, the seventeen year old Russian whiz kid. Why on earth was he crying in the shadows at his time of the night. At the academy Spock had admired the young teenager, he was so young and talented.

"Ensign Chekov, may I ask why you are here?"

The ensign jump and his head shot up. Spock could tell that he wasn't the only person that happen slept in two days. Chekov stood up and started to straighten his shirt.

"I'm sorry Kommander, I didn't knov anyone vas in here I vill leave nov"

Spock stopped the young ensign and was about to ask him why he was crying, when he broke down.

"I'm so sorry, I should hawe tried harder to sawe her. I vas at the controls."

He began to break down sobbing. Spock was like a dear in highlights he had no idea what to do. He spoke up hopefully his words where enough to help.

"Ensign Chekov I honestly do not blame you for my mother's death. Nero is to blame and if anyone deserves secondary blame it is me and my father for letting her stand to close to the edge or just me for not going down earlier. I also knew that my mother would not of want her death to effect us this way. I recommend that you do go back you room and sleep, as you not sleeping will not help your mental state. Do you understand?"

Pavel nodded and walk away. Spock walked bad to his room.