Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Star Trek or Harry Potter. They belong to J.J Abrams, Gene Roddenberry and J.K Rowling.

Warnings: Slash (malexmale pairings), threesomes, AU, violence, angst, sexual situations (maybe), badly written accents, etc.

Pairings: Established Spock/Kirk, Sulu/Chekov, Scotty/Uhura, Future Spock/Harry/Kirk

16. Observe

It was obvious, at least to Spock, that something had changed in Harry after the incident with the Gorn and the Metron. He was Vulcan after all. He was taught since his early years to observe and store information in his mind. It was what he did on a daily basis, a habit he had developed and so it was much easier for him to pick up on what most overlooked.

Approximately five months, seventeen days, ten hours, six minutes and twenty seconds have passed since he first met and became acquainted with Hadrian Black. In that time Spock could only recall the few times he had ever seen the young doctor upset, most of the time over his son and the rarer times linked to his past. But since the Gorn incident nearly a week ago, something had changed.

As stated before most wouldn't notice the difference unless they observed carefully. Once Harry had smiled and waved off worries, the crew accepted that he was fine and left him alone on the matter. Yet Spock knew differently. His keen eyes detected the tenseness of Harry's shoulders, the tightness around his mouth and eyes, the faint bags under haunted green and the nervousness he exhibited when too many people were gathered around him. Spock was positive he saw the doctor hold in a flinch more than once when someone touched him.

It boggled Spock and compelled him to understand what could have happened to Harry during that time that brought forth these disturbing signs. When he was first asked to report what happened, Harry merely shrugged and told them although the detail was vague. They had tried to get more out of him, but he kept tight lipped after that and eventually the subject was dropped.

If he was honest, it frustrated Spock. It was like trying to solve a puzzle but the pieces either didn't fit correctly or some were missing therefore leaving an incomplete picture. And he wanted to know the picture, wanted to understand what made Hadrian Black tick. He was an enigma and the Vulcan in him couldn't resist the urge to solve such a complex anomaly. But the human side wished to somehow ease his… acquaintance… friend… companion's discomfort.

"Spock?" his T'hy'la's voice called to him, bringing his thoughts to the present. Looking up, warm brown met soft blue as Jim gazed at him with concern. Tilting his head slightly, he questioned, "Did you require something Jim?"

"No, not really but it's your move and you've been sitting there staring at nothing for nearly ten minutes. What's bothering you?" Jim commented. Spock was quiet for a moment contemplating whether he should tell his love what was on his mind. Jim waited patiently, having learned over the course of their relationship to never press the Vulcan when it came to seeking information.

Finally, Spock began, "For the past five days I have been observing Hadrian in an attempt to assess his physical and mental condition as I was greatly… concerned over his well being after the incident with the Gorn. And through my observations I discovered some disquieting and perhaps a bit alarming habits he has developed. It troubles me that I do not know more of what transpired on the surface of the planet so that I may conclude on how to assist him in his healing."

Jim frowned before sighing, "Yeah, I noticed too. And believe me Spock, I'm just as worried. But Harry's stubborn and tight lipped when he wants to be. I don't think we'll get anything out of him unless he gives it to us freely. So we're pretty much up a creek without a paddle."

"Indeed."

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~Seth