I was going to have brackets as telepathic speech but it looked odd so I went for bold italics. So from now on :

Bold italics = telepathic speech

Wednesday.

Spock walked Nyota to the shuttle bay. Galia was due to arrive at 07:35, according to Nyota she had managed to get on a shuttle back to earth that was delivering more plant specimens from the newly discovered M planet. She was apparently quite a resourceful young woman. Spock felt slightly nervous as they waited, he knew he had to talk to Nyota about the relationship that was growing between them, especially the telepathic link, he doubted she realized that it could gain strength and they would feel each others presence constantly without physical contact. On Vulcan, a planet with very little actual crime, it was considered one of the greatest taboos and misdeeds possible to listen in on another thoughts without their permission. He would not let his emotions hold him back from doing the logical thing.

" Cadet, I must talk to you." She turned to him with a trusting smile, her emotions were becoming so easy for him to read, it was a sign that the link between them was growing too strong.

" You can talk to me about anything Spokh."

" This link between us, the touching of the fingers. It is best to keep it to a minimum."

" You did start it Spokh." She gave him a coy little smile.

" That's Commander, Cadet. I know that I was the first to make the gesture but I was not expecting you to continue it."

The smile dropped from Nyota's face.

" Spokh, what exactly are you trying to say?"

" Commander. And I am trying to say that you are very young and you do not understand the nature of our touches."

" Is this because you got turned on by that finger thing? Because I have to say if that whatever that thing is it's intense and I was having much the same reaction."

" Nyota. Cadet Uhura, that has a little to do with it I admit, but I just think you are too young.' Nyota interrupted him.

" Me being so young hasn't stopped you up to this point."

' Well it should have done, I have allowed myself to act illogically."

Nyota stared at him, she looked angrier than he had ever seen her. A shuttle craft soared over there heads and started the landing procedure in the bay closest to them

" Your so Human." Nyota said turning her back on him and approaching the shuttle. Spock could not think of a way to reply, he had indeed been acting more Human lately. He watched as the shuttle door opened and Nyota greeted her Orion roommate with a smile and a hug.

" Oh Nyota, it so good to see you. I have so much to tell you"

" I've missed you to."

Nyota and Galia started walking toward the Spock, she was keeping her eyes firmly on the exit, she would not look at him. Galia spotted him and gave him a smile he nodded politely to her.

" Is the commander walking us back?' Galia asked as they came close to him.

" No." Nyota answered walking straight passed him, he felt a strange ache in his chest, unlike others he had felt. This was what humans meant when they said they were hurt by each others none violent actions. He hoped she would calm down before their usual 11:30 Ontarian practice.

" I shall see you at 11:30 Cadet." Spock said to her back as she walked away from him.

" No, you shan't." She replied.

" I find you emotional and illogical today."

Nyota turned around, Galia looked nervously between the two of them.

" I find your presence generally displeasing today. Your behavior inconsistent. And on closer inspection your buttock are not as aesthetically pleasing as I at first thought."

Spock stared after her stunned.

Spock could not be late starting his lecture, he had never been late starting a lecture he was not about to start now. She had exactly thirty- six second to arrive. He looked up at the class, his students knowing his rules on punctuality had already taken their seats. Only two Cadets were absent, Nyota and Galia, he had expected Galia to miss the lesson, interplanetary travel could be tiring and disorientating to those who were not accustomed to it. Ten seconds to the start of the lecture and the door opened once more, Spock felt a slight relief to see Galia standing there, she looked at him with a strange expression he could not determine. As Galia took her seat Spock realistic Nyota was not with her. She was missing the lesson, had something happened to her? Or was she missing her class because she was angry with him? That would be most illogical. Dissatisfied and a little concerned he began his lecture.

The computer announced Christopher Pikes arrival at 6:23, the timing was unusual as Chris always came at 19:30 on a Wednesday evening. Spock had not even changed out of his uniform. He went and opened the door, Chris had a worried and angry expression on his face.

" Christopher, you are early. Is there something wrong?"

" Yes there's something wrong Spock,just what the hell do you think you're playing at?"

" I was not aware I was playing at anything." Spock stood aside and Christopher walked in.

" You had cadet Uhura stay in your room overnight, and when I asked you if you had committed any indiscretions you shut the com link down. Spock, I may be your friend but I am also your commanding officer and as a member of star fleet I have a duty to report you if I believe you have broken the rules."

" How do you believe I have broken the rules Captain?"

" Look, I know you've had a bit of a crush on Uhura. Perhaps it was more than that, but I never thought you would act on it whilst you were her teacher."

" How do you believe that I have broken the rules captain?" Spock asked again.

Chris seemed to sag a little.

" I don't Spock. You're just going to have to tell me, you didn't touch her did you?"

" I did touch her." Spock felt slightly ashamed he could feel the tips of his ears heating in the beginnings of a blush, but he stood his ground. "It was wonderful." He had not broken any rules, star fleet might rule out on sexual contact between cadets and tutors but there was nothing in the rule book about kissing or touching.

" God dammit Spock." The captain threw himself down onto what Spock now thought of as Nyota's armchair.

" Tell me everything." He said his voice turning from angry to resigned.

" Cadet Williams." Spock started.

" I know that part, skip ahead to when she was in your apartment."

" We ate, we watched a movie she retired to my bed. After two hours she got, she was having trouble sleeping as she believed that I was uncomfortable. We had a small disagreement but I agreed to sleep in the bed with her. We talked, and I extended my fingers to her and she touched them."

Chris looked up at him his mouth open.

" Is that all?" He asked a small hint of humor and relief in his voice.

' No, I stroked her neck and shoulder. And last night we put our fingers together again and she touched my cheek."

" Fucking hell Spock, don't ever do that to me again."

" You believed I had acted improperly."

" I didn't know what to believe Spock. I've never seen you act like this." Spock gave a short nod, it was true he had been acting in a way that must seem strange to those few who knew him well.

" I guess I should have known you'd never go further than a few touches." Chris said .

"It''s more than a few touches Christopher. When we touched we opened a telepathic link, we shared emotions."

Chris looked up at him, he seemed to consider his words for a while, finally he spoke.

" I can see how that's a big deal for you Spock, most people aren't even aware that you have emotions. To let somebody actually feel them, you really like her don't you? It's more than a first crush."

" Yes Christopher. Vulcans do not have crushes, it is shan hal lak, the engulfment."

Chris shook his head.

" We've got to do something about this Spock. Does Uhura understand what all this mean? The telepathy finger touching thing?"

" I believed so, I was mistaken. When I tried to explain it to her this morning, tell her that we needed to slow down the progress of our bonding, she became angry."

' It's not surprising she was a little freaked out Spock , having somebody else in your minds a lot to take in."

" It was not that, she did not give me a chance to explain fully. She got angry, offended by something I said. She accused me of acting Human and inconsistent. She said my presence and buttocks were displeasing to her."

" I'm not going to ask about the buttocks part. I don't know what you did and I don't know how your going to sort it out or even if you should. All I know is I need a drink."

"I shall get changed."

" Yeah, I need to change as well. I'll meet you at my apartment in ten minutes, we''ll grab some dinner first. I cam straight here from the shuttle bay."

Spock got into bed, it was 01:15 Thursday morning. Apparently Chris had needed quite a few drinks. Spock himself had consumed a quarter pint of hot coco, a rare indulgence that he had allowed himself due to the emotional turmoil of the day. Chocolate was one of those substances that caused temporary cognitive dysfunction, but the coco was not strong he was only slightly drunk.

As he lay in bed he thought of Nyota and the last three days. He had experienced such strong emotions, he had started concerned and afraid for Nyota. Felt protectiveness towards her and then pleasure, happiness desire when he had touched her. Today he had experienced something entirely new, emotional pain at her anger made worse by the fact that she had actually meant her words to hurt him. Yet he did not feel any ill towards her, he was still concerned for her. He wished to check on her just to be safe. Sitting up and closing his eyes he entered a state of meditation that caused heightened cognitive function, strangely his drunken state seemed to make it easier. He searched his mind for that tiny remnant of the connection that had opened between them the night before. Cautiously he probed it and concentrating hard upon it her felt a tiny spark of her presence. It was calm, tranquil, she was sleeping. He would go no deeper, it was enough to know she was safe.

Wednesday, Third week of January.

Spock sat at his desk he was marking assignments but he was not giving them his full attention. His eyes kept flicking to the clock on his wall although he was fully aware of the time, 11:54. He was waiting for her, as he had the previous two weeks but a part of him knew it was illogical to do so. She would not come. She had at least returned to his classes and her assignments still got top marks. The fact that their argument had not disrupted her required studies was a comfort to him. He had telepathically checked in on her every night, he never intruded far, just enough to know she was not in danger, he never tried to sense her emotions or her thoughts, just the steady sound of her heartbeat.

He knew she was safe but her distance was uncomfortable. He wished for her to be close to him again but she would not met his gaze in class. When answering questions set directly to her she would answer appropriately and correctly but more coldly than she had previously. The following week he would not see her at all, there were no classes. It was a reading week, where the students were supposed to revise on their own for the exams that were set for the first week of February.

First week of February - exam week.

Spock walked up and down the aisles of computer terminal in the exam hall he could sense the anxiousness from the students surrounding him. Assured that everything was in order her nodded to his two fellow xenolinguistic lecturers who had been stuck with exam duty. He strode to the microphone set at the front of the hall.

"Twenty multiple choice questions, five short answer and one essay. You have exactly ninety minutes, use your time wisely."

He had been instructed to say the next sentence even though he disagreed with it, the students grades would reflex their abilities, the time and the effort that they had put into learning the material. He sought out Nyota, she was in the third row, she was starring intently at him. He met those curious deep amber eyes for the first time in three and half weeks.

"Good luck."

February 13th

Spock finished explaining the weeks assignment. He watched as the students started to pack up their bags before he had even finished, they were eager to get too lunch, Nyota had become one of them in the last few months. It had gone to far, he had to put an end to this now before it got to the point where it would be too late.

"You are free to leave." He concluded. "Cadet Uhura please stay behind I wish to talk to you."

Nyota had stood up ready to leave, she turned and looked at him, there was a steady determination in her eyes. He saw her turn back to the door and thought that she would walk out and leave. Don't make me turn it into a order Nyota he thought to himself. Nyota seemed to be fighting some kind of inner battle she was looking at the floor and then suddenly and swiftly she turned and walked down the aisle stopping a meter in front of him. She kept her eyes firmly on the floor and her body language was stiff.

" Here we are again." He said when all the students had finally filed out and the door was firmly closed behind them. Nyota didn't answer.

" Nyota, I am not happy with the way things are between us."

" I thought this was how you wanted things." Her voice was quiet and laced with sadness.

" No Nyota, not in the slightest. I do not know how I managed to insult you, I wished to explain. When we touch it creates a telepathic link between us."

" I know."

" In the few times we touched that telepathic bong grew at an exponential rate, I did not expect it to become so deep in such a short amount of time"

Her eyes flickered up to look at him, he felt some small semblance of relief, he believed he was getting through to her.

' If that bond grew any deeper I would have had access to your thoughts to let that happen without your informed consent would be wrong." He hesitated. "It is thought of as mind rape. You do not know how to block your thoughts from a telepathic, everything would have become open to me."

" Why didn't you just explain this?"

" I thought I could protect you without explaining the true nature of that touch, I did not wish it to... frighten you."

Nyota stared at him for forty- seven seconds. It was t the longest forty- seven seconds of Spocks life. Then he watched astounded as she raised her arm, three fingers curled into her palm and two held out too him.

" I'm not frightened Spock."

Spock felt the strange mixture of relief and worry, he was worried about allowing there link to grow stronger he was relieved that she was willing to have him touch her again. He raised his eyebrows and then slowly pressed the tips of his fingers to her for the briefest of seconds. He felt her unhappiness and hated that he was the cause of it.

" We must be careful." He said when he dropped his fingers from hers.

" Teach me to have more control over it, teach me how to block my thoughts." Nyota said sternly, Spock nodded in response.

" Nyota will you take your evening meal with me tomorrow night?"

" It's Valentines day." She said, he voice slightly shocked.

" I am aware of the connotations Nyota." He paused, an unpleasant thought had just occurred to him. " Do you have a date?"

" No, I was just, never mind." She shock her head and when she looked back up she was smiling widely. Spocks heart skipped a beat.

" I've got evening classes, if we meet at 21:30 it'll give me time to change, I know it's a little late for eating."

" It's fine Spock."

They looked at each other for a moment.

" I kinda have to go now." Nyota said shyly and somewhat reluctantly.

" I will see you tomorrow night."

" Yes, you will."

Spock typed in the code for Chris apartment and sitting himself comfortably in front of the screen waited for Chris to answer.

" Hello Spock."

" Hello Christopher. You had been a member of star fleet for over three decades before I sign-up."

" Yes." He said curiously.

" I wish to know of events that may have occurred before my arrival."

" Going to need a bit more to go on Spock."

" I wish to pursue a relationship with Cadet Uhura, preferably without breaking any regulations and I wish to know if there is president."

Chris stared into the screen.

" Her again hua? Spock, this conversation that's about to happen, well it didn't happen do you understand me?"

" No, that sentence did not make any sense ."

" If anybody asks, about anything I tell you, You deny it, and I'll deny you ever said those words to me as well."

" You will not tell me what you know without my agreement on this matter?"

" No."

" In that case I have no choice but to accept."

" I know of three incidents where teachers have had relationships with cadets. One, your already aware of, it was in your freshman year."

" Professor Sylar, I believe that he was stripped of all titles and honors and moved to deep space nine. The student he had been with left the academy."

" Yes, the cadet chose to leave of his own free will rather than face the consequences. The academy only released him of his duty because it saved them face."

" I do not like that outcome."

" No, but then again Sylar and the student were discovered doing the tango in a storage closet."

" I was not aware that there was enough room in a storage closet to do the tango."

" I'm not talking about the dance Spock."

" I understand." It always surprised Spock how many colorful metaphors Humans came up with to avoid the words sexual intercourse.

" The other two cases happened around fifteen years ago, I was stationed back here for a year guest lecturing. There was this teacher Andrea something. She was having a relationship with one her cadets, he was quite old for a cadet if I remember rightly. Anyhow, everybody knew it, it even became a running joke but unlike Sylar they never actually got caught doing anything they weren't meant to be doing. And Andrea, well she was popular with staff and students so nobody ever but in a formal accusation about her. So as far as I know they continued on with their relationship right up to the point where he graduated the academy. "

" With no solid evidence would the academy look into a formal complaint?"

" Yes, they have to. Basically, if it gets to a situation where there is no actual evidence but there is just cause for believing the accusation you'd suddenly find yourself ordered onto the nearest star ship and all applications to be stationed back in this galaxy would be out into the hypothetical shredder."

' That is useful to know."

" Spock, I still want you as my first officer. I will be extremely pissed off with you if you get yourself banished to another star ship before the Enterprise is completed."

" I do not plan to leave myself open to accusations Christopher."

" I'm glad to hear it, do you want to hear the third case?"

" Indeed."

" McKensie, in the particle physics department he's still there."

" I have met him on several occasions he is a well respected member of the academy."

" Well fifteen years ago McKensie fell for one of his students, and I mean hard. I saw these two when they first met, her first day at the academy. Do you remember when you saw Cadet Uhura at the staff student mixer?"

Spock did not believe he would ever forget that particular night, Nyota in that champagne colored dress looking sophisticated and beautiful and older than her actual years.

" yes, I remember."

" Well, same reaction, except the jumbled sentences he came out with weren't nearly as embarrassing. He asked her to dance and the look on that girls face, it was love at first sight for the both of them. Anyway a month later both went missing for a week. When they returned Mckensie walked straight into the admin office bold as brass and said "change my personal details I'm married."

" That seems unnecessarily impulsive."

Chris gave a short laugh.

" Yeah well, it worked. Star Fleet couldn't do anything about it , they cannot be seen to be interfering in anybodies personal lives the rules on staff student relationships are supposed to be there to protect the students but they can't tell any of their staff who they can or cannot marry."

" I will not be asking Nyota to marry me."

Chris laughed.

" You said you wanted to hear it so I told you."

" You have given me a lot to think about."

" This conversation never happened Spock."

" I know, thank you Chris."

February 14th, morning.

The com link buzzed, only just awoken Spock checked the identification before he allowed the screen to turn on, it was his mother. Although she tended to ring on earth holidays she had never rung on valentines day before, sensing something might be wrong Spock sat down in front of the screen.

" Hello Mother."

" Spokh, your such a fine looking boy, now go put a shirt on." His mother smiled warmly.

" Yes Mother." Spock picked a gym T-shirt from his wardrobe and put it on over his the pants he slept in. Then returned to the front room

" My apologies for my state of undress Mother, I had only just risen and I thought that as you do not tend to phone so early that it may be an emergency."

" No emergency Spokh, I was just phoning to see if my son has a date for valentines."

" Yes."

" Yes?" She looked slightly surprised then smiled.

" That's good news Spock, who is she?"

" She is Cadet Uhura, the linguistics prodigy I mentioned to you on thanks giving."

" The girl you told me about. You reconsidered."

" As I promised I would."

" And you changed your mind."

" Yes, I found a logical alternative." He did not mention that so far he had acted outside his logical alternative of not seeking a relationship with Nyota until she was older and no longer his student.

" I'm so relieved, all these years I thought you were just as stubborn as your father."

' Stubbornness is a Human trait Mother."

She gave a small light laugh.

"Thought it seems somethings you have indeed inherited."

"Naturally."

" I guess you want to get ready for work now, I shan't keep you just promise to call me the day after tomorrow. I want to know all about your date."

" I do not fully understand why you are so interested Mother, but I shall call you."

" Good, take care Spokh."

" I shall Mother."

February 14th evening.

Spock ran his hands over his cheek checking he had not missed any stubble, he opened the bathroom cabinet and took out the strange bottle of men's fragrance, he sniffed curiously at the bottle, it was not entirely unpleasing. He carefully sprayed a little onto the bare flesh of his upper chest, revealed as he had chosen to leave the top two buttons of his shirt undone. He wore no tie but had out on a dinner jacket as he believed the occasion called for smarter attire than he wore to go drinking with Chris.

"SPOKH!" Nyota's voice sounded in his mind.

The bottle of fragrance dropped to the floor and shattered. He could sense her fear, her panic as if it were his own except his emotions had never been so raw and strong and unrestrained. He had a confused blurred image enter his mind, Cadet Williams. He had already began to head to the door as he felt a suffocating feeling, it were as though somebody head clamped a hand to his mouth but there was nobody there. As he opened his apartment door there was a sharp pain in his neck then the other presence disappeared. Spock stopped moving in shock, for a split second he thought she was gone but then he felt her, still there, still alive just weak. The link between them dampened, blocked. He started at a run across the hall, down the stairs out into the academy grounds. She was still alive, he would find her.

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