RECAP:

The relationship-professional or otherwise- between Lieutenant Uhura and Mr. Spock has so far been interesting. There appears to be much tension, but at the same time...nothing has really happened. Uhura has finally allowed her feelings to come forward, but Spock shocked by her bluntness is unsure how to proceed or even what to do. She demanded him to "Shut Up and Kiss Me, Spock" to which he said and did nothing. What will he do...

4 DAYS LATER

He laid in bed replaying the scenario over and over in his head. What should have been done?

He watched her walk away. There was anger he could tell by her walk and the swivels of her head. He could remember it with such precision it was almost as if he was living it over and over again. He closed his eyes tighter; he was trying to fall asleep. But everytime he close his eyes... he heard:

"Shut up and Kiss Me, Spock"

The words ate at him. What was I suppose to do? Kiss her? Does kissing really come so easily to people? Was she impulsive? Or is the correct way "things" are suppose to happen.

He could deny to himself that he was attracted to her. The glow of her skin. Her eyes. Her smile. But most of all, it was her. The way she was prideful and yet never boasting. She strived to be the best, because she knew she could be. The drive in her eyes and thirst for everything and anything to help her with her passions. But was this attraction or professional admiration? He was unsure, because he had never encountered either.

But a kiss? What does that achieve?

He could not see the logic or reason it was needed, and yet he felt the unfamiliar pang of regret. It nagged at him like spider to its prey. It pulled at his conscience and even manifested in physical discomfort.

He hadn't seen her in days, but it felt longer. With no classes and only the long spring break, he felt the icy coldness of solidity again. He hadn't quite realized that he enjoyed socializing- or perhaps he enjoy Uhura's company. He was unsure.

He found himself unable to think straight. He was unable to cope. Regret. He tried countless times to calm his mind. But his emotions would not listen. He decided he needed to speak with Uhura and do...something. He wasn't quite sure what, but maybe...just maybe they could simply go back to how things were. This would at least give him peace of mind.

DAY 5

He left his room in a hurry. He knew he had to see her and figure out how to expel his "regret" and "emotions" from himself; so he could function and be productive. It was 6:00am. He went to all their normal meeting places, but she was not there. He went to all the dining establishments they had frequented. But nothing. During the entire searching process, he found himself quite surprised by the fond memories he held in each place. He had not realized until now- how...happy he had been. If happy was indeed the right term.

That's where she laughed at me for several minutes because I was uncertain on how to eat an ice cream cone. I remember her shock when I told her that I had never had ice cream. He chuckled to himself. It is odd how little things do not mean much in the moment, but become so much more when memories. I must remember to study that at some point in my career.

Everything was something to study for Spock- even his emotional discoveries.

He searched and walked all over campus and all over the city of San Francisco. But he could not find her. Time passed in what seemed moments to him, but it was almost 16 hours later. He realized that he hadn't eaten all day. He found his body slow to react to his mind's commands.

I must find nourishment. I have neglected my body's need. I honestly can not recall the last time I ate. Is this too an affliction of regret? Or is one of not being able to control my emotions?

Spock reflected on the complexities of being half Vulcan and half human. He realized that Vulcans at their most primitive state are emotional beings even more so than humans, but throughout history they were able to control their emotions. He realized that being half of each; he may have had the most unlucky chance of inheriting emotional tendencies from both species...

It was while he was deep in thought that he found his feet taking him to the most unusual place. The bar was called Zeitgeist. It depicted a skull like head with rabbit ears and a bow tie. He saw their logo: "Warm Beer & Cold Women." Spock could not understand what was meant by "Cold Women" as he could not recall of any alien planets or inhabitants that required a cold environment to live in while also being able to survive on Earth.

He started to approach the building think he could at least get some water before returning to his abode...and that's when he saw her.

THE REUNION

Spock noticed Uhura immediately. She was at the end of the line leading into the bar. She was wearing her hair down and curly. He had never seen it like that before. And for a moment he couldn't decided: Is it better up or down? Down presents her facial features with- He was contemplating whether or not he liked her hair, but he stopped himself. Why should it matter if I like it? It is none of my business.

He was torn on how to think and feel. He saw her and he was filled with awe. Long curly hair, white long dress, heels, jewelry- this was a side he had never seen of her. He noticed she was with her Orion roommate and they were laughing. Her laugh never failed to make him smile...even if it was only on the inside. He was about to approach her when he saw a man. A man approaching them and it appeared he was not welcome.

Uhura: JIM! Get out of here! Galia is not talking to you. And she isn't taking you back.

Galia: Jim!

James: Oh, Uhura! Long time no see. What was it? Iowa? A Couple of Years Ago? (He said while smiling) How's Xenolinguists going?

How does he know her? Are they enemies? Friends? Something more? Spock hands slowly became a fist.

Uhura: It is Lieutenant Uhura. I don't care to remember if it was Iowa or whatever. (turning to Galia) Galia don't forgive him. Leave him be. (to Jim) Jim, go somewhere else. I am sure they are plenty of bars you visit-pick another one.

James: Oh come on. Galia, just one more chance. I am sorry- truly. (James Kirk says while smiling poutfully)

Galia: Okay! (She says smiling and walking happily over to James)

Uhura: Galia!

Galia: What? Well he did say he was sorry. I will be smarter this time. I won't be into him. We are just going to go talk...

James: (Mouthing) Amongst other things.

Uhura: Whatever, but don't come crying to me again if he breaks your heart.

Galia: Okay.

Uhura: AND, I don't want to see him in or near our room.

Galia: Okay, okay. Sheesh. Got it.

James: Wait minute babe. (Uhura started to return to the line and Galia was walking off) Galia, I will meet you inside- just tell the doorman you are with me. He owes me a favor. He should let you in and take you to the VIP section.

Galia: Oh wow! Totally! See you inside (She said winking at him).

James: Uhura.

Uhura: That's Lieutenant to you.

James: Right. Quick question. You've taken the simulation of the Kobayashi Maru?

Uhura: Yeah.

James: Can you tell me the drill? (She doesn't say anything) You know, how to beat it?

Uhura: You can't beat it. No one can.

James: Yea, I have heard that, but...surely you of all people know how-

Uhura: Me of all people? Why?

James: I heard your advisor was the creator. He must have told you have to beat it.

Uhura: No.

James: Lame.

Uhura: No, it's not lame. It's honorable. Not everyone cheats like you Jim.

James: It's not cheating. If the test was created to be fair; then I wouldn't have to resort to cheat.

Uhura: You really don't get it...(She scoffed at Jim and starts walking away)

James: Wait, wait up.

Uhura: Shouldn't you be inside with Galia?

James: But you haven't answer my question.

Uhura: I did. You just didn't like the answer. (Uhura starts walking faster)

James: Hmmm. Wait. Come on wait. (Jim puts his hand out grabbing Uhura's wrist to stop her. Uhura stops abruptly and turns to him)

He touched her. How dare he touch her! I don't even presume to touch her. Who does this human think he is?! Spock started to grow angry and it was only at the sight of Uhura's next actions that he felt less emotional.

Uhura: Don't touch me. You don't know me...because if you did you would know I don't like to be touched.

James: I apologize. You were just walking so damn fast.

Uhura: Still no reason to touch me. But if you refuse to give men any peace. Just spit it out. So, what can I help you with?

James: Well, I take the test again after the break in like three days. I heard they moved it. Can you at least tell me where, so I don't show up late?

Uhura: Yes.

THE JEALOUSY

As Uhura showed Jim where the test was, Spock was filled with mixed emotions. Their conversation had gone from loud or quiet. He could not hear them. All he could see was Uhura attempting to explain directions. But, finally after what appeared to be misunderstanding -or maybe his stupidity- Uhura started to write them on his hand. Spock could see Uhura being focused at the task at hand (literally), but he saw Jim's eyes wander. Is he...He is allowing his eyes to wander of Lieutenant Uhura's outfit and body. How...HOW...Who is that man? Who does he think he is?

Jealous consumed Spock. Before he could process what jealous even was, he found himself marching over to Uhura and Jim. But before he got there, Jim was already running inside the bar to meet up with Galia. With his eyes focused on Jim, he found himself colliding into Uhura who had also not seen him coming.

Uhura: Uh, please watch where you're goin-...Spock? I mean, Mr. Spock?

Spock: (stepping back) Oh, yes. I am sorry. I was not watching where I was going.

Uhura: What are you doing here?

Spock: Who was that?

Uhura: Excuse me?

Spock: Who was that man?

Uhura: Why?

Spock: Are you-

Uhura: Am I what?

There is an awkward pause. They stare intensely at one another. Spock turns away realizing that he has been too forward and has not manage his emotions.

Uhura: Mr. Spock?

Spock: What?

Uhura: Why are you not wearing any shoes?

Spock looks down to see that she is correct. He only has some dirty and dusty looking black socks on.

Spock: Oh, I must have forgotten my shoes.

Uhura: Forgotten your shoes? Are you ill?

Spock: Perhaps.

Gosh, this was much easier in my head than in person. What do I say? What do I do? How..

Uhura: Why are you here?

Spock: It's nothing. I am sorry to have addressed you so forwardly just now. I should go home.

Spock begins to hurriedly walk away. He continue down an alley that is dimly lit. He leave Uhura behind and the all the while; he thinks:

I am such a fool. Why did I even both to deal with these emotions? I should have done the ritual Kolinahr and purge myself of emotions. These useless annoyances.

Spock began to hear the sound of footsteps behind him. He stopped walking but the footsteps continued. He turned abruptly around to find Lieutenant Uhura behind him. It was in this moment of no words or other people that he simply looked at Uhura. He found himself unable to bury the emotions that she stirred in him. Emotions he had never felt before. He wanted a million things in that moment. He wanted to run away, speak to his mother, purge his emotion, talk to Uhura, ignore her, hug her, embrace her...but what he did- surprised even himself.

Spock: Uhura...(he gazed in her eyes which were accented by her silvery white makeup) I...I..

She stood there. Obviously fighting off the trembling of the cold winds.

Before he could speak or say another word, Uhura flung her arms around his next and hugged him. The hug was deeper than other embrace they had shared. He could feel her body against his. Her body felt so small and weak compared to his. He was unsure as what to do, but put his arms around her waist and hugged her closer to him. He knew it was impossible to feel closer to her- but if only they could be. He felt his heart rate intensify and sensation of his heart in his throat. The feelings were so overwhelming he didn't...he didn't know if he was going to throw up or smile. He did neither. The hug was long. Neither said a word. After what only seemed seconds (but which was minutes), he pulled her away slightly. He looked at her face. She was not smiling either. He watched her eyes; they slowly shifted from his eyes to his lips a couple of times. He knew what her eyes were implying. But he had never kissed anyone before...nor had he even been attracted to a female like this before.

He licked his lips slightly unsure of what was going to happen next. He didn't know how to even begin a kiss. He kept thinking of all the reference he had ever seen in his lifetime. He felt overwhelmed his emotion that he became dizzy. For the first time in his life, he disregarded his thoughts. The one thing he vowed never to do. He decided to act on his emotions and he gave over to that side of him. Before he knew it, he...his body...his heart...his emotions were telling him what to do...

THE KISS

His hands were gently gripping Uhura's waist, he gently but passionately pushed her against the nearby wall. He pressed his body against hers, both their breathing had intensified, and he said in a labored and excited voice:

Spock: Uhura, I don't know if this is right or wrong. If this is good or bad, but I can't stop. I can't stop thinking about that other night. What I should have done, what you said, and how...this entire time I have felt about you. I know this is against the rules and every part of me is telling me that I shouldn't be doing this, but you...you are so amazing. I- I don't know how to explain what I feel, because I don't know what it is that I feel. Emotions are complexities that I don't understand within myself. But I do know that I am happy when I am near you. I have laughed and smiled only a few times in my life and you..you were the cause...You have changed me. Books and awards and research use to be enough and now...now I can't help but think of you. Your eyes, your smile, your jokes, your opinions. I can't bear the thought of another holding you, touching you, or even-

He moved his hand up to her face and he leaned in and kissed her. It wasn't a bad kiss or sloppy kiss. It was a deep and passionate kiss. It was pure and perfect. It was a moment in which he felt electricity from his lips charge his entire body. He kissed her for a few second and wrapped his hands around her waist-pulling her in closer. He felt arms wrap around his neck and eventually felt her finger in his hair.

She must feel the same way I do...

After a few moments he pulled away, their breathing even more heavy. They looked at one another unsure what was going to happen next, but they weren't upset or alarmed. They stared into each other's eyes. They slowly leaned in so that their foreheads touched and smiled at each other at the same time. Spock was not afraid anymore; quite the opposite he was intrigued what life had in store for him now that he had found a partner for the journey.

NEXT TIME

What will become of their relationship? Will it ruin their work? How does Uhura feel? Will they take it to another step? Also, what is Brittany's role in all this? How does James Kirk fit into the equation?