Author's Note: In Chapter 34, McCoy drops Uhura off at the cabin where Spock is experiencing the effects of the pon farr.
Yes, the author is a day later than promised with posting this chapter. However, she was too busy stuffing herself during the U.S. Thanksgiving holiday to complete the story. Still, she has sacrificed fighting crowds on "Black Friday" to finish the final draft of this chapter.
Since it deals with the pon farr, the author tried her best to dramatize this scene tastefully, without becoming pornographic. Also, there is quite a bit of stream of consciousness throughout the text. However, it was difficult for the author to write it otherwise. If you decide it would be best to skip this episode, you can certainly do so and pick up the story with the next chapter. For those who decide to read the current installment, the author hopes she does not disappoint.
As always, your comments are appreciated.
A gentle whisper . . .
Nyota . . .
Nyota . . .
Please . . .
Wake up . . .
Wake up . . .
She was floating . . .
Drifting . . .
On top of the waves . . .
Far out to sea . . .
No land in sight . . .
No land in sight . . .
Nyota . . .
Water . . .
Nyota . . .
Surrounding her . . .
Please . . .
Lapping over her body . . .
Wake up . . .
Pulling her back under . . .
Wake up . . .
Into the deep . . .
It all seemed surreal . . .
Traveling through the Sierra Mountains in the evening air, Uhura piloted the SkyCar while Dr. Leonard McCoy sat next to her with his hands clutching to the sides of his seat.
"Do you have an issue with women pilots, Leonard?"
"It's not you, Uhura. It's these blasted SkyCars. I just don't like being off the ground."
"Well, I hate to break it to you, Leonard, but perhaps Starfleet isn't the best fit for someone like you." She said teasingly.
"I'm all right on something as big as a StarShip. I just pretend I'm really sailing in an ocean liner across the sea."
"That's quite a bit of pretending, Leonard." She quipped.
"Believe me, I've had lots of practice. It just seems to me the smaller the vessel, the more difficult it is for me to convince myself I can survive the trip."
"I don't understand your problem. Knowing the safety record of most airborne vehicles should give you peace of mind. It's a much quicker and safer way to travel than driving along the road."
"What you say makes logical sense. But, I put my trust in my gut. And, my gut is telling me that after you get dropped off at the cabin, this thing is not taking to the air again tonight. Letting the tires run along the pavement suits me just fine."
"Don't worry, Bones. According to guidance system readings, I should be able to set her down soon."
The doctor looked to the East African behind the controls of the vehicle. "Funny. Considering what you're about to do, I should be the one reassuring you tonight."
"It's enough that you're with me, now. Being able to talk with you is helping to keep me focused."
"You have the key to the cabin."
"In my pocket."
"Your communicator?"
"I wouldn't go anywhere without it."
"And, did you review the instructions for the medical kit I gave you?"
"With the exception of that genital lubricant you included, the kit contains many of the same items we non-medical personnel were shown how to use in our Survival Course. So, that should set your mind at ease."
"If you wanted to do that, you would give me permission to plant that bio-monitor chip in you so I can keep track of your vital signs."
"No, Leonard. If you and Captain Pike have to intercede, it should be triggered by Spock's needs, not mine. Otherwise, this would have all been done for naught."
The guidance system signaled Uhura she was five minutes from her destination. She then prepared the SkyCar for their descent.
McCoy advised her, "You don't have to play the martyr, Uhura. You need to make yourself the priority."
"I'm no martyr, Doctor."
"You're willingly putting yourself in a volatile situation."
"I know the risks."
"You're putting your life on the line."
"I'm trying to save him."
McCoy hesitated, but he knew he had to bring up what had been left unspoken. "Just last year you dealt with a traumatic sexual experience. (1) Despite your feelings for Spock, the probable intensity of this experience may evoke some of the unpleasant details of the assault. If that happens, in your mind there may be little difference between the Vulcan and that rapist. Except this time, Spock will surely accomplish what that bastard could not. (2)"
Uhura did not readily respond. Without saying a word, she piloted the SkyCar for several more minutes, periodically checking the readings of the instrument panel. She finally broke the silence by giving voice commands to the vehicle's computer system, "Prepare for landing. Reduce light beam intensity by 100%." She then turned her head slightly to McCoy, saying, "The sensors of the car allow it to land in the dark. I'd rather not alert Spock of my approach."
Uhura set the vehicle down on a road 500 feet from the darkened cabin, which from the outside seemed to have no signs of an inhabitant. "All right, Leonard. She's all yours." The East African told him as she removed her seat belt and opened the door. "I'll just get my things out and you can be on your way."
McCoy joined her outside as she opened the trunk of the vehicle. "So, it looks like there's nothing I can say to get you to change your mind."
Lit only be the illumination from the half-moon, Uhura turned to Bones. "I don't know what's going to happen in there. But, I want to do this. Not just for Spock, but for me. There is a scripture that states, Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends. (3) That is how I feel about Spock."
The divorced man looked into her earnest eyes and stated, "You really believe that, don't you?"
"Despite everything that's happened between us, I love Spock. And, I realize more than ever that I'll always love him."
"Always? Always as in forever? Even when I was married, I don't know if I ever felt that way." Bones confessed. "In the back of my mind, I guess I thought it would be good as long as it lasted. Well, it lasted eleven years and only the first three or four were worthwhile. So, the type of love you're talking about is quite foreign to me."
"I'm sorry to hear that, Leonard."
"Don't be. My only regret was that I did not get out from under that woman years earlier. But you and Spock - even under the circumstances, the two of you are lucky to have each other."
Uhura shook her head. "I don't know, Leonard. I mean, I know how I feel about Spock. But, sometimes, it feels kind of one sided. Being a Vulcan, he doesn't directly express all of his feelings to me . . . especially about love."
Bones furrowed his forehead and turned away from Uhura.
"Leonard." She called to him. "Is there something wrong?"
The doctor hesitated, but then turned back to her. "I take seriously the trust between the patient and physician. However, I'm not going to let you go in there without knowing."
"Knowing what, Leonard?"
"Two things. After you were assaulted last year, Spock met with me everyday to discuss your progress. He's also the one who obtained for the services of Nurse Chapel as your therapist. You know he paid her fee as well as her travel expenses, flying her back and forth from her practice in Colorado. He only wanted the best for you."
"Spock did that for me?" She remarked, "But that was well before we started seeing each other as a couple."
"That's not all. While you were in New York for the holidays, he asked me to conduct research to find a medical way to break this pon farr bond between himself and his fiancé. He was doing this for you, Uhura. I advised him to be up front about it with you, but you know how he is. Thinks he's got to be the one to carry the weight of the world on his own . . . "
Before Bones could finish his sentence, he found Uhura's arms around him and a warm kiss planted on his cheek. "Thank you, Leonard." She told him. When she drew back from the doctor, his disposition could do nothing but brighten upon gazing at the East African's smiling face.
"He's one damn lucky Vulcan." McCoy remarked.
Uhura retrieved her bag from the SkyCar and told him, "Good night, Leonard." She could feel his concerned eyes watching her as she walked down the snow-covered road and up the path leading to the cabin.
The East African took a breath as she swiped the passkey at the cabin door and entered. When the door shut behind her, she could barely make out her surroundings. She sat down her bag and noticed ambient light coming from what she assumed to be a bedroom. As she cautiously walked toward the room, she could recognize Spock's voice.
However . . .
The voice was different . . .
Rougher . . .
Growling . . .
In some type of chant . . .
Although she could not understand his words . . .
They seemed like Vulcan . . .
But also somewhat arcane . . .
Something . . .
An impulse . . .
A subconscious drive . . .
Urged her to continue to follow the light . . .
She could feel her breath quicken with anticipation . . .
As she finally reached the doorway . . .
And . . .
She saw him . . .
Naked . . .
Sitting in a lotus position on a mat . . .
His back at a ¾ position to her view . . .
His skin dotted with beads of sweat . . .
Began to drip down his glistening back . . .
As he sung his mantra before a small flaming firepot . . .
His breath appeared quite labored . . .
Seemingly deep in meditative thought, she thought him to be oblivious to her presence . . .
Uhura suddenly remembered the ointment McCoy had provided to prepare herself for Spock. She knew what had to be done, but still found it difficult to break away from the sight of him and his seductive tone. The East African finally willed her feet to turn from him and then take a step toward . . .
The first thrust . . .
Caught her from behind . . .
The pain . . .
So . . .
Forceful . . .
Piercing . . .
Intense . . .
Knees buckled . . .
But, she could not find the floor . . .
He would not let her go . . .
Body pinned against the wall . . .
He kept coming . . .
He kept coming . . .
He kept coming . . .
She turned her head to the side . . .
Face pressed against the wall . . .
Opened her mouth to scream . . .
But . . .
No sound . . .
No sound . . .
No sound could escape . . .
Trickle . . .
A trickle down her inner thigh . . .
Then it dropped . . .
It dropped upon the floor . . .
Red . . .
Red drops upon the floor . . .
And . . .
He kept coming . . .
He kept coming . . .
He kept coming . . .
Breathe . . .
She told herself to . . .
Breathe . . .
It's Spock . . .
She told herself . . .
It's Spock . . .
She repeated . . .
Over and over . . .
Again . . .
Until . . .
Hot . . .
It seemed so hot . . .
His seed . . .
Spock's seed filled her . . .
And, spilled unto her thighs . . .
Then . . .
His hands grasped her wrists roughly . . .
Turned her body around to him . . .
Wild eyed . . .
Trembling . . .
Passion, yet, untamed . . .
His face filled simultaneously with rage and agony . . .
And, he shouted . . .
"Why didn't you go while you still had a chance?"
Despite her physical pain, she would not flinch. "I chose to be here, Spock."
"You let me take it from you! Why did you let me take it from you?"
She told him, "You can't take what's mine, Spock . . . I chose to give it to you. I wanted you to have it, Baby."
"Not like this!"
Inside her . . .
Inside her . . .
He was inside her, again . . .
She bit her lip in a futile attempt to take her attention away from the throbbing pain. And she realized, despite his earlier release the Vulcan was far from being satiated.
He told her, "The pon farr . . .This is only the beginning . . . Don't want to hurt you."
"Too late!" She spat back at him.
"If something were to happen to you . . . Couldn't bear it . . . Nyota, I couldn't bear it!"
Strokes . . .
Quickened . . .
Now pounding . . .
Harder . . .
Harder . . .
Harder still . . .
"You seem to be . . . holding up pretty well . . . so far." She managed to say.
"Want you, Nyota . . . Ashayam (4) . . . Want you so badly . . . "
"Yeah, Baby . . . " She gasped.
"Trying to hold back . . . trying to hold back!"
"Damn it, Spock! Stop trying to protect me!" She cried, "Give in to it! . . . Give in to it!"
"Can't control the fire, Nyota . . . Can't control the fire!"
"Then let it burn!" She screamed, as she tore into the skin of his chest with her nails.
It was the last thing she could remember . . .
Before . . .
A gentle whisper . . .
Nyota . . .
Nyota . . .
Please . . .
Wake up . . .
Wake up . . .
She was floating . . .
Drifting . . .
On top of the waves . . .
Far out to sea . . .
No land in sight . . .
No land in sight . . .
Nyota . . .
Water . . .
Nyota . . .
Surrounding her . . .
Please . . .
Lapping over her body . . .
Wake up . . .
Pulling her back under . . .
Wake up . . .
Into the deep . . .
Nyota lay in the bathtub . . .
Held up by Spock's arm . . .
The water . . .
The water still showed signs of her blood . . .
Despite the fact he had carefully bathed every part of her body . . .
And twice changed the water . . .
Yet . . .
Blood . . .
Her blood . . .
Was there for him to see . . .
And while, the consuming lust for her had finally been satisfied . . .
The cost was great . . .
For she continued to drift in a sea of unconsciousness . . .
Too far away . . .
Much too far away from him now . . .
And, The madness that had burned inside him . . .
Still had a hold of the Vulcan . . .
For despite what reason told him he should do . . .
The Blood Fever . . .
The Blood Fever . . .
The Blood Fever would not allow another to be with her . . .
Look upon her . . .
Touch her . . .
Not yet . . .
Even if that meant saving her life . . .
And, as a lone tear fell from the Vulcan's eye and fell upon his Ashayam . . .
Spock struggled to find a way he could possibly reach her . . .
Author's Note: In Chapter 35,Spock fights against a feeling of despair to find a way to revive Uhura. The Vulcan comes to realize there is only one way to bring her back to him.
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1 In my story, "Needs," Uhura was almost raped in her room by another Cadet.
2 Uhura managed to knock out the rapist with a bottle before he could complete his malicious deed.
3 1 Corinthians 13: 7-8
4 The Vulcan word for "Beloved."