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*****Intro*****

Spock and Uhura were completely dressed and as composed as one could be in a hot closet for four and one half hours. She laughed at the memory, "See, I wasn't the first female to adore you." she said, kissing him on the cheek, "You always know what to say to me to help me remember who I am. Thank you, my love. I'll see you later? Somewhere other then this closet?" she whispered, laughing at their hide away.

"Yes, we will need more private, appropriate places to meet" he said, drawing her into a final tender hug. "Better places to Hide," she said hugging him back. Kissing him quickly, she slowly opened the door, making sure the room was clear before she slipped out. He waited until she signaled that she was safely in her room and promptly, with stealth speed, he himself was gone.

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Alicia Keys - A Woman's Worth

Uhura and Spock went to work on the language lab. It was all business, no hanky panky on duty. She was professional as was he and they had a duty to Starfleet. She didn't know why this lab was top priority with Starfleet and Spock offered no answers. "We have a mission and we must complete it," was all her stoic lover would say.

The lab was near the Commander's residence hall. It was about twice the size of the lovers closet with room for no more then four comfortably, five uncomfortably. Uhura was one of the students responsible for listening to all alien sub space signatures and recording anything that might be relevant to Starfleet. Because she was Spock's teacher assistant she had the privilege of using his office and running errands for him. They used the errands to their advantage, as she would "pick up" his laundry from his suite and "deliver it" to him every day. For the past two weeks, the only time she would make it back to her dorm room was to change clothes or check on Gaila.

Uhura wasn't the only one who had been assigned to the language labs, there were several others. The lab was to be manned around the clock and needed a battery of students and instructor to keep it in working order. One of the students whom she knew very well was Riley.

Riley works as the computer technician who would edit the reports Uhura and the other students would turn in for the evening shifts. She had had several classes with Riley, He is good people," she told Spock over a late dinner in his quarters.

" I care not what type of person he is Nyota, only that he is competent for the job." Spock spoke sharply in a monotone voice. Uhura noticed the different intensity in his words and stopped to look at him.

"Spock, that was kind of rude." she said, eyeing him closely. "Are you okay? I mean, really" she said crossly, placing the fork down and awaiting his answer.

Spock placed his fork on the napkin and looked across the table at her. "I apologize, my Nyota. I did not intend for my words to come across offensive. I was merely stating my opinion," he declared but hesitated before starting the next statement. "Can you clarify, 'good people' please?" his face showing nothing, but his eyes questioning her statement.

Uhura understood, jealous Vulcan, she thought to herself. Smiling she leaned her head to the side and reached over to touch his hand. " I mean he is a really nice guy. I've had him in a few classes and we have always gotten along. Are you worried about us working so closely together at night?" she said, slowing the last few words making them suggestive

Spock sat straight up, removing his hand from hers and pulling on his shirt hard. "No, I just require clarity. Thank You." he said, passively but his eyes narrowed on Nyota as he watched her move towards the bathroom and close the door behind her.

"Mr. Spock," she called from behind the bathroom door. "Riley is very handsome, with his light brown hair and his brown eyes but I like a man with dark hair and eyes that show fire." Spock could hear her move about the bathroom as she continued to talk to him. "His voice is a little squeaky, not manly like yours but he does have a smile to die for." she said, then slowly opened the bathroom door to reveal the smallest, black, baby doll teddy Spock had ever seen, definitely not federation issue.

Nyota walked right up to Spock and leaned in closely only to reach over and take his dinner plate. "Excuse me," she said demurely as she moved more slowly than was required to allow him to view the outfit up close and personal. Moving to the beat only she could hear, she made her way to the other side of the table and picked up her plate. Turning sharply to let the fabric rise and then fall, she could feel his eyes on her. Looking behind her she said smoothly, "but of course, he doesn't have the ears." dropping her eyes and walking into the kitchen.

Moving to the small kitchenette was easy, but she never made it out of the nook. Spock had trapped his prey and was not about to let her leave. It was well past midnight before the two emerged from the kitchen. Leading her by the hand, the two made their way to his meditation station. Uhura sat down first, her legs crossed Native American style and Spock sat behind her, his chest against her back, his knees pointing towards the ceiling, one leg straddling each side of her body.

Spock bent slightly forward, lighting the meditation lamp that was placed on the table in front of them and handing her the match to blow out. "Time to center ourselves." he whispered in her ear and felt her shudder. "Nyota, you were telling me about Cadet Riley." Spock said, breathing deeply in her ear while rubbing her arms with oils.

Uhura, with her eyes closed simply stated, " Hum, Who?" she mumbled as she leaned her head back to rest on his chest.

Spock folds his arms around her completely covering her nakedness and kisses the side of her temple. "Irrelevant" he told her in a hushed tone. "Center yourself now." And he lifts his hand to place it on her meld points to help her relax, but before he could accomplish this there was a small knock at the door.

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Brandy - Have You Ever

Nyota and Spock looked at each other suddenly. Spock was up first helping her silently to her feet. Placing his finger to his lips he motioned for her to go to his room. As she moved quickly out of sight, Spock moved to the kitchen to put his Starfleet issues back on. He stopped before moving to the door. Maybe they have left already? he thought to himself but heard the faint knock again.

Looking over his shoulder he could see that Nyota was safely in his bedroom. Approaching the door he wasted little time trying to find out who was there, he would know soon enough.

Uhura stood against the bedroom door; she had found one of Spock's t-shirts to put on as she had left her clothes on the bathroom floor. She could barely hear the conversation but she knew who it was and she was pissed! Looking in his dresser she found some of his regulation jogging pants, which were much too big for her but she didn't care. Pulling the strings as tight she knotted it as tightly as she could.

Barefoot, she stormed out of the room just a Spock was closing the door. He could feel the heat of her anger. He knew she was coming and needed to get rid of the unwelcome visitor before Uhura made it out of the room! Seizing her before she could grab the doorknob he flipped her over his shoulders and made his way quickly back towards the bedroom, putting out the candle with two fingers, he moved quickly passing back through the bedroom door and closing it shut.

"Spock?" Uhura asked with inflamed intonation " How many times has she come here? How many?" she said, as she tried to make her way back outside the bedroom door. "Let me go! I need to talk to her, woman to woman!" she said, looking for her shoes but then remembered they were in the bathroom as well. Spock simply blocked the door and waited for her to calm down.

Pacing back and forth, Uhura was seething, "That bitch!" she said, punching her hand into her palm. "Just let me at her! She knows we are engaged, she knows it!" she stopped to look at him accusatorily. "What the hell is going on Spock?" she said, finally sitting on the bed.

Spock waited a second before approaching her. He moved to stand in front of her and then got on his knees facing her but said nothing. After a few minutes of silence she began to touch his face and then his ears, then back to his face and neck before bending down to get on her knees as well.

Spock slipped his hands under the bottom of the t-shirt she wore and pulled it gently over her head, placing it on the floor. She took his cue and moved to pull his t-shirt off. He stood and helped her up and kissed her softly, "Time for bed, Nyota" he said, his tone indifferent but his eyes were soft and pleaded with her to comply.

They removed their daywear and slipped under the covers. Spock held her until she was completely calm. "Spock, I love you. I just can't stand her!" Uhura said, her temper starting to rise again.

Spock pulled her close to him, "I understand," he said, as he remembered his reaction towards cadet Kirk at one time. " But, I must remind you. You cannot strike her. You know that. Your hands are registered as weapons. You can only use Suus Mahna for self-defense." he stated as a matter of fact.

Uhura turned to face him. She could barely make out his face because the room was so dark but she could feel his breath on her cheek and she moved closer to him. "Can you help me through this?" she said, "Help me be calm. Can we come up with a signal or something?" she whispered and then turned her head into the pillow to yawn. Her eyes, beginning to get use to the darkness, could make out his image; his eyes were closed.

"Spock, the signal? What will the signal be when I'm about to lose it?" she said, half sleep, snuggling up to him and placing her right leg over his.

Spock pulled her, as close as was physically possible and murmured in Swahili, "You will know, my Nyota. You will know." kissing her forehead as he listened to her breathing to help 'center' himself

******

Maroon 5 - Harder To Breathe

Nurse Chapel moved quickly out of the Officers Housing Unit, her face wet with tears. She had arrived at his door only to see a nightie on the kitchen floor and Spock blocking her entrance. "He wouldn't even listen to me!" she said to herself as she walked out in the warm night air. "What could that little girl offer him that I hadn't already given?" she said quietly. " I just have until it is time for his next pon farr or I'll loose him forever," she added with despair in her voice, finding it hard to breathe

As she walked she tried to figure out what she had done wrong. "Spock is perfect." She said as she wiped her face and collected herself. "It must be Uhura! He thinks she is so perfect, first this, first that!" she mumbled and then stopped short and a wicked smile began to spread across her face. She clapped her hands and giggled all the way back to the nurse's dorm.

******

It was early in the morning, still dark outside when Uhura and Spock received a phone call from his mother. Kissing Uhura he made sure she was completely covered before Spock made his way to the view screen. "Computer, who is calling?" he asked stoically in hushed tones. "Mrs. Amanda Grayson from Vulcan, non-emergency"

Turning the view screen as far as he could from the side of the bed Uhura was sleeping in he commanded the screen on. His mother's kind image flooded in view. "Did I wake you?" she asked after bowing to him.

"Yes, Mother but I have received adequate rest and Nyota continues to slumber, so your call is not intruding he said, watching his mother and her hands. "What brings this communication from you?" he said docilely as a son would to his mother.

His mother dusted off imaginary lint, "Does a mother need a reason to call her only son?" she said maternally, smiling at him and looking over his shoulder as something stirring in the background.

Spock looked over his shoulder and asked his mother to excuse him for a moment. "Computer, block view." Spock said quickly watched the screen go black. He walked over to Nyota and placed his hand on her meld points until she was sound asleep and still. He needed to talk to his mother about Nurse Chapel. He really didn't know what to do about her. But didn't want Nyota to become upset again, so he placed her into a deeper slumber.

He walked back over to the viewscreen, commanded it on and watched as his mother rematerialized. "Thank you Mother. I do need your assistance." He turned once more to make sure Nyota was not conscious then he turned back towards his mother. "Mother, the female Earth woman, Nurse Chapel seems to be unable to detach her feelings from me. This causes Nyota emotional strain and may cause Nurse Chapel physical harm one day. I do not understand the need for humans to attach themselves to people when their affections are not reciprocated" Spock's words flowed out of him as he spoke with his mother.

"Spock, is there anything you can think of beyond pon farr that would be encouraging this behavior?" she said, looking concerned.

"Negative, It has been five years, six months since my unwise choice and it appears that she is waiting for me, again." he told his mother composing his words so as not to offend her.

"Oh my, how do you know?" his mother asked quickly, her hands balling into fists.

Spock once again turned looked over his shoulder at Uhura and then back at his mother. "Because, she came to my suite last night and informed me of such. She is a nurse and understands pon farr and it's unpredictability. Seven years is a guide. It could be sooner or later. Because I am half human, one can only speculate." he said to his mother, realizing the delicate information they were sharing.

Spock's mother took a deep breath and asked, "Have you discussed this with Nyota?" placing her hand on her head wrap and smoothing down the material

Spock sat up straight, "No, she was emotionally distraught and my goal was to alleviate the strain, not add to it," searching for clues and wondering if he should be discussing this at all with his aging mother

Lady Amanda could read her son like a book, "Spock, it is okay. Now listen very carefully, wake Nyota and tell her. She's not a doll to protect; she's a woman who deserves to have all the information so she can know what she's up against. We make the most logical decisions when we are well informed" she said, bowing to indicate that the conversation was over.

Spock bowed respectfully "Goodbye Mother, I will take your words into consideration." he said stoically but before he could order the screen off, his mother held up one hand.

"Spock?" she said with foreshadowing in her voice. "Be careful, a woman scorned can be a very dangerous thing."

"Indeed," was Spock's reply and he ordered the view screen off. Walking past the bed, he placed his hand on her meld points bringing her back to her normal sleep REM. Bending down he picked up the clothing that had been placed on the floor and deposited them in the dirty clothes hamper.

He walked into the living room, placed his meditation robe on and lit the candle. There must be a more discreet way to remedy this dilemma without Nyota being further distressed? he pondered, closing his eyes and 'centering' himself.

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The Fray - Over My Head (Cable Car)

The following weeks were uneventful. The Language lab took shape and the students who were chosen were masterful at their jobs. Riley worked well with everyone as they turned in their reports and he compiled them. Class had started and Uhura was busier than ever! Sometimes she would go days without seeing Spock but they always made up for it in spades.

Because of her schedule, she could no longer practice her workout with him. She would meet Gaila and Kirk most days and workout with them but her life was a blur. The lab was an exciting place for her to be. All those voices, each one that could make all the difference in the universe to the federation. Other than being with Spock, the lab was the place she loved to be the most.

As the seasons rolled into fall, Uhura noticed a slight difference in Spock. "Honey?" she said as he was getting out her Vulcan harp to practice with. "Are you okay?" she said in earnest

Spock stopped and looked in her direction, "Nyota, I do need to speak to you about the lab. However I must admit I have been illogically avoiding the subject hoping it would correct itself." he said walking over and sitting across from her.

She sat quietly and waited for him to continue. "There have been a number of errors in your frequency column as of late. The reports are being submitted with flaws," he said dryly.

Uhura was shocked, "I don't know what to say" she said as her thoughts trailed away to the lab. "I double check everything before I turn them in." she said looking embarrassed, she was not accustomed to failing, not when it is this important.

Spock continued, " I have corrected the errors before turning them into Starfleet. However, my duty is not to correct errors, Lieutenant. Be advised, you have been placed on notice," he said, using his commander voice. This was not Spock her lover talking, this was Spock her Commander.

"I understand, Sir," she said sitting up straight "I'll triple check from now on. Sir" and she swallowed hard to keep the tears from flowing. Maybe I have been working too hard, but mistakes like that? Never! she thought truly confused.

"Very well, let us continue our lesson." Spock said, as if the previous conversation had never taken place.

*****

The next few weeks were torture! Classes were fine but off-world training would soon be taking place. She was not looking forward to being forced to leave Spock, weeks on end for these missions. However, she was looking forward to the rigorous training exercises and being out in the field.

At the lab, she would triple check her work and then stay late and watch as Riley placed her reports with the others before sending it in to Spock. This really seemed to help, as her reports to him were flawless. She was proud of this but it was taking a toll on her physical and mental state. "Nyota," Spock said smartly "Go back to you dorm and get some rest" he told her one evening as she was leaving the lab heading for his suite

Uhura stopped putting on her coat and looked at him. "I wanted to come home with you tonight" she said to him while she held one sleeve in the coat and the other sleeve dangled

Looking around, Spock took the other sleeve and held the end so she could continue to finish the act of dressing. "Nyota, you are tired and need rest. I overlook how fragile human females can be." Spock said, more to himself then to her but his eyes shot up at her expression

Her hands in a fist, tapping her foot on the floor was never a good sign when it came to Nyota. "Spock, I'll have you know that not all human females are fragile! I'm just a little tired that's all. I'll go get some sleep, IN MY OWN ROOM but not because I'm fragile but because I'm too pissed at you to even look at you right now!" she screamed and she stormed out of the room, leaving the Vulcan standing there.

*******

It was early the next morning when Uhura's world began to unravel. Running into Riley she noticed he looked as upset as she did. "Hey Riley, What's wrong?" she said noticing the Halloween decorations that were being hung for the visiting school children who trick-or-treated on the base every year.

Riley looked at her and his mood went from bad to awful. "Uhura, if you only knew what I have done for this woman, you wouldn't be speaking to me." and he rose and left the table.

Uhura watched Riley walk away and then looked in the direction he had been so fixated on. He had been looking at the corner of the Officer's dorm, near Spock suite. Uhura stood and moved quickly towards the stairs that would lead her to her fiancé's door. She had made it just to the corner when she saw his door open. "Hide!" she said to herself and ducked behind the corner.

Her heart stopped! Her mind went blank! She couldn't be seeing what she was seeing! Nurse Chapel was coming out of his suite! Smiling and putting her Nurse's overcoat on! No, wonder he wanted me out of the way! She said to herself as she slid down the wall, holding her hands over her mouth. He would not be forgiven again! She could hear the door close and Nurse Chapel mumble, "It is all working perfectly, my lover. Silly girl has no idea." as she walks out the opposite exit.

Uhura didn't know what she was doing! Her legs walked her down the hallway, her fingers pushed the access code allowing the door to freely open, her eyes saw the face of her fiancé, seated in his meditation robes and somehow, her mind forced the ring off of her right hand (not her left due to privacy issues) and threw it at him as hard as she could. He caught the ring in mid-air and stood in front of her before she realized what was happening. "Why?" Spock said, dryly but with more emotion than he had ever used

Uhura's heart could only do one thing - break. Slapping him as hard as she could she held herself together. "All this time. All this time I thought it was me!" She said, stepping back from the Vulcan who although he appeared unemotional was clearly upset. Turning to the door she said behind her back. "I will fulfill my duties amicably, but we are no more Commander" and walked out of the room with her head held high.

Commander Spock stood there holding the ring in his hand. How could this have come to pass? I had planned it so carefully, so logically? he thought to himself. Changing his clothes he hurried to the phone, first to leave a message for Nyota to call him, second to call Captain Pike and make an appointment for counseling and lastly, the hardest call to make, to Uhura's father. He wanted to talk to him before she did. He needed them to know it was a flawed plan and a grave misunderstanding. "To borrow a human term, I am over my head and I seek your guidance. Mr. Uhura" Spock said to his ex-father-in- law

"Okay son," Nyota's father said, "What did you do?" wiping sleep out of his eyes

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The Character Riley is from TOS, If you want to see what he looks like go to youtube and look up .com/watch?v=a6YOQMfiCKI it also shows her playing the Vulcan harp

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