Chapter 8- Spock
I looked at her questioningly.
"Leave her?" I questioned in reply.
"Would you leave Uhura? Would you leave her and the Federation behind?"
"It would be her decision." I replied as we entered her quarters.
"I doubt that a human would find a place in Romulan society."
"Perhaps." I answered.
"I've had several Vulcan dishes prepared I hope they are to your liking." She said as we walked over to the food.
"The food appears to be better than that of the Enterprise. I must admit a strong recruitment tactic." I answered choosing a piece of food to sample.
I sat down on what Nyota would have described as a couch and the commander sat at my feet.
"Spock if you join us I will… I mean we will give you whatever you desire." She continued softly.
"Commander I am Vulcan desire is an emotion." I replied in my normal tone.
"Spock you do know that I have a first name."
She leaned over bringing her face close to me.
"I was beginning to wonder." I stated leaning in as well.
"Would you like me to tell you what it is?" She questioned.
I came in closer as did she. She leaned into my ear. As she whispered her name my eyebrow peaked in interest. She pulled back from me and hand me another drink.
"How rare and beautiful a name but rough and cold when spoken by a solider." I commented in a slightly enticing way.
"Mr. Spock allow the solider to transform into a woman." She whispered.
She stood and went into the next room. This was my chance to contact the Enterprise. I advised the Enterprise that I would contact the transporter room with the coordinates. I closed my communicator when I heard her reenter the room.
"Does my outfit please you?" She questioned coming towards me.
"Indeed it does. In fact it should help our negotiations." I answered.
She put her hand up in the customary Vulcan salute and I did the safe. I covered my hand with hers and she began to tremble. I felt as if a spark ignited in me. I continued my actions as she began to breathe heavily. Suddenly I became dizzy. I made my way back to the couch and sat down.
"Spock are you ok?" She questioned with a smile on her face.
"I feel strange." I answered out of breath.
I have never felt this way. It was a similar feeling that Nyota would describe when she was pregnant and going through 'morning sickness'.
My vision became blurred and all went black. I was not out for long. I could feel my body moving. I could feel the pressure of someone on top of me.
Slowly my eyes opened it was her. I grabbed her arms in an attempt to remove her from me. The drug she gave me was very effective I was unable to move her or stop what was going on.
"No. Not Nyota. Not Nyota." I breathed almost pleading.
She crashed her lips onto mine and I tried to move again. All of my thoughts focused on my wife. If she discovered this horrible situation she would never forgive me. I would lose everything. I tried again to move it was futile.
"Please stop this." I said in my normal tone although to myself I noticed the words sounded strangled.
"Spock enjoy this. Your human can not give you what I can." She panted.
"I do not wish this to take place." I responded.
"It's too late Spock it's over." She answered.
The poison began to ware off. She dismounted from me and began to redress herself.
I know how it feels to be violated. I shared with her the Vulcan touch something I did to stall for time. As I waited for the drug to ware off some more she came back into the room.
"You will join Romulus Spock one way or the other. That human woman of yours can never fully appreciate you. I will. I will keep you satisfied."
"Satisfaction is an emotion." I corrected.
Her door chimed as I pulled my shirt over my head.
"Commander we have detected a foreign communication." Sub Commander Tal said rushed.
"Well find it." She shouted.
I came into the room where she and her men were and handed them my communicator.
"The cloaking device." She shouted and they began to run.
I followed behind them closely. We reached the room and I felt relieved that both the cloaking device and Jim were gone. She stood in front of me anger smoldering off of her.
"Who is your accomplice?" She questioned.
"What is your current form of execution?" I questioned standing in my stoic posture.
"It will be painful." She answered.
"I request the right of statement." I continued.
"You've learned our customs well Spock." She said calmly.
I tilted my head in response. I still had to buy more time for the Enterprise.
"Who are you Spock that you think you can do this to me?" She questioned with anger.
"I am Commander Spock first officer of the USS Enterprise and as long as I wear the uniform that is who I am." I answered with pride in my voice.
"I would have given you everything!" She shouted.
"I have everything." I answered.
I could feel the tingle and hear the sound of myself being beamed away and she grabbed hold of me.