When You Wish Upon A Star
Chapter Twenty Two
The Lovers and Dreamers
Amanda and Spock returned to their rooms and her good night words to her son were,
"Spock, do not think I am unable to sympathize. Your father and I had similar restrictions and our love survived. I leave you both in each other's care, do not think that the wait is not worth it. When the time comes, you two will be gloriously happy and give me the most wonderful grandchildren.
"Live long and prosper, Son."
"Peace and long life to you Mother."
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Spock lay in his bed at the Embassy, deep in thought. He was aware that any dictionary would define a lover as a sexual partner, only a few show its deeper meaning-a person devoted to or adoring something. So it was in the case of Spock, his very being responded to all things Nyota. With that realization, his night's rest was disturbed by images of her, real and fantasized.
On the other hand, Nyota's dreams, had wistful thoughts, coupled with emotions that had been awakened. She loved Spock, but in her naivety, she wondered, after she got him, what would she do with him.
After meditation but still early that morning he returned to his quarters at Star Fleet, checked his com unit for messages, drank tea and then proceeded to traverse the campus grounds to the science building. Although these had been committed to memory as he seated himself at his desk he looked at his notes for class that day. He had already decided he would return to the Embassy at the end of the day. It was his desire to spend as much time as possible with his mother.
The only hitch during class was when Nyota directed a question to him regarding the ancient text that had been left uninterrupted. The question she voiced was simple enough, "Why?"
His answer, was that the modern Vulcan society and language had no words that could fully transliterate that text into standard.
Once the after class grading and interaction with Nyota was completed, he breathed deeply and dismissed her. She smiled and said,
"Thank you, Sir," packed her bag and left him with a warm smile.
He sat out for the walk between his two homes-the Embassy and Academy, this time it was a solitary trip. He entered the Embassy building and determined his first stop would be Nyota's office. He would sit privately and breathe her essence as he centered himself.
Spock entered and was surprised to see one of the staff, seated in Nyota's chair. He raised his eyebrow.
"For what purpose are you here, Sa'nas."
The handsome, muscular male, a member of the security force, answered first with his own eyebrow raised.
"I noticed her as she entered the building. She is an extremely astatically pleasing Terran female. I have been unable to determine why she will have access to the premises and I am here to gather physical markers that will allow me to detect her presence in the future."
Spock responded, "That is not to be part of your concern. She was a personal guest of the Embassy, her security has been cleared by Star Fleet and the High Council. You have no further concern in this matter."
Eyeing Spock, Sa'nas nodded. He finally voiced his ill advised observation,
"It she your Terran whore? How often does she allow you to fill her with your seed? I am thinking seriously about securing such a companion during my stay here on Terra or perhaps you would be willing to accept my challenge for her services."
Spock's fists were clutched tightly behind his back, he shuddered at the thought of Nyota in the arms of another. Evenly in a terse voice he said, "Sa'nas, you have dishonored my house and disrespected an Embassy guest by such an assumption. Your speech and conduct calls into question your ability to serve on this staff. You should immediately report to your superior, turn in your equipment and identification and await transport back to Vulcan. Your services are no longer permitted here."
"Is it because I have struck a cord of truth that you are dismissing me?" was Sa'nas' retort.
"The Terran female that you chose to dishonor has been accepted into our clan because her father is a friend of Osu Sarek. She is presently working with my mother on a project. So, despite your statement, it is riddled with accusations and scandal that only a corrupt mind would have formulated. You will be returned home in shame, reassigned to another type of job and never be allowed to return to Terra. You are dismissed."
"Never think that this matter will be forgotten, Osu Spockh, will you spend the rest of your life looking behind to see if I am present? Without any degree of remorse or apology he exited the room.
Spock stood, flexing his hands, his sight which had turned blurry with red swirls, now began to clear as he walked toward his mother's office.
After revealing the occurrence to Amanda she simply said, "You see my son, the world is fraught with dangers. This just underscores your need for continued diligence. I will inform your father of this latest event, he will supervise Sa'nas' 're-education,' and he will certainly supervise his next assignment-probably on latrine duty on some distant, icy, outpost where a Vulcan stays in a perpetual state of discomfort."
That evening Amanda departed for Vulcan. She envisioned her return to the house and Sarek's first words to her, "Wife attend," as he headed for their sleeping quarters. It sort of made her feel warm all over. And her imagined conversation, and her husband's actions did prove true. She certainly knew her Vulcan men.
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He reviewed Nyota's schedule and realized she would probably be in the library and so he directed his steps toward that building. As usual, she was settled into a quiet corner with several volumes around her, twirling a lock of hair between her thumb and index finger. A gesture he had studied… he approached, and for some reason she became aware of his presence. She lifted her head and smiled.
"Has Amanda left for Vulcan?"
"Yes. My father awaits her arrival. He has revealed that through our bond."
Spock had an amusing thought as he reviewed that information. He certainly hoped his mother was rested up for her 'welcome home.'
Spock made the recommendation, "If you have not eaten may I suggest that we review your notes over nourishment outside of the Academy mess."
"That's a 'go'. Well in case you are unaware of that phraseology, 'Yes.' Gathering up her books she followed him out of the door and across the campus.
After the meal during which Spock made no mention of the Embassy episode, Nyota packed her bag and advised she would go directly to her dorm room. She wanted to be able to cut and paste all the corrections and refinements she had discussed with him during their meal. He watched her as she ascended her steps, stood by the door and waved to him. He then turned to walk briskly to his rooms. Behind closed doors he came to a conclusion.
Firstly, Spock's fears as formulated by Sa'nas' accusations were very real.. If Nyota were to become another male, he determined he would submit to the Kolinahr. She was the sole reason for his allowing his emotions to surface. She in fact at times was capable of completely 'un-Vulcanizing' him. Perhaps a bond of sorts could relieve him of this apprehension. A simple bond should not be difficult to perform. He would let her know why this was necessary. It would just be a slight mental touch that would protect her from harm. He would have pleaded his case on this matter once he was going away for the two year mission with Captain Pike. He would just have to take this step a bit earlier.