So, for those who were interested the first chapter of my Sarek/Amanda story is up, it's from Amanda's (called Mandy in the fic) POV and is a pure Rom Com. It's called Building good human/ Vulcan relations and you can find it on my user profile.

Warning: Implied sex and a kinda slashy moment, if you get offended by that kind of thing you might want to skip the last section.

Chapter 32: The Accidentally newlyweds and the Vulcan Port.

Spock's first instance of awareness was that Nyota was drowsy but awake and she was feeling a strong happiness and ever so slightly smug. He liked knowing that she was happy and the smugness amused him but if he was perfectly honest he felt a little smug too, Smugness was something Spock had not experienced before he knew it was not considered a very good emotion to exhibit even in humans but it could be private knowledge just between the two of them. He liked that there could be private knowledge just between the two of them, that they could share little intimacies about each other that nobody else was privy to.

He reached down to stroke her skin or hair but was puzzled when his hand meet open air. He opened his eyes and looked down but she wasn't there, he sat up. She wasn't in the room, but that was not what was concerning him, the strength of the link between them, the access he currently had to her mind, it was the same level of access he had when they were in skin to skin contact. The strength of the link without the skin to skin contact could only mean one thing.

Nyota came back into the room, she had covered herself with Spock's shirt, it stopped an inch down her thighs. She smiled widely when she saw that he was awake and hovered in the doorway.

" Lights fifty percent." She said her tone light. The smile faded when she saw his face in the light.

" I felt that something was wrong, five seconds ago I felt it." She said and Spock knew, he could see it very clearly in her mind that she was a tiny bit scared that he would leave her now, because he, Dante left her after she had given herself to him. But she didn't really believe it, she trusted him, well 98% trusted him and the other 2% would keep him honest.

" You are everything to me." Spock reassured her, it was not a logical statement but it was a human one.

"Okay." She nodded. " Then why do you have an 'oh shit' expression." She walked back to the bed and climbed under the covers.

He took a deep breath.

" Nyota, I am sorry."

She starred at him with lips open and eyes hurt.

" No Nyota." He said he put his hands on her face and kissed her. "I do not regret making love to you, it was.. It was incredible and I am honored by it."

She sighed and rested her forehead against his.

" It's the link isn't it? It's much stronger, I can feel you in my mind. It's like the spark is now a fire and I know things about you, things about your past, not important things but I don't think you ever told me about them."

Spock nodded, he knew what Nyota's brother looked like though he had never met him, he knew what it felt like to sit in Nyota's parents kitchen and listen to her mother singing as she cooked soup.

" It is the affects of a mindmeld, when directed they can be used to show or extract certain information. When it is undirected then the current emotions and thoughts and even sensations are shared but random memories can flow through. Why did you ask for a mind meld?"

" I wanted to be closer to you, physically we were as close as we could be so I went for mentally."

Spock nodded. It was the same reason he had performed the meld. They had truly become as one the previous night, which gave an explanation to their current state. Their current fully bonded state.

" Nyota." He said searching for the words.

" It's happened hasn't it?" She said. " This stronger connection, it isn't Vulcan sex afterglow is it? It's permanent." She was not annoyed or scared merely curious.

" It is permanent, we have created a full bond. You are not angry."

He felt some relief at that fact he pushed his own emotions away and reached for hers and felt happiness, confidence a feeling of safety and security.

" Give it to me straight Spock."

" We are now bondmates, in Vulcan society .. Married."

She tilted her head to the side for a moment then shifted so that she was lying down on the bed.

" I can live with that."

Spock raised an eyebrow.

" I wasn't really planning to ever let you go anyway."

Spock smiled for the second time in eight hours.

Nyota reached up and slowly stroked her fingers through his hair. They both bathed for a moment in their shared joy exploring the edges of each others consciousness and wonderment at what had been built between them.

" You really love me." Nyota said staring at him with the slightest of tears In her eyes. Spock nodded. He leaned over to kiss her and Nyota smiled into the kiss but pulled away before it got to deep.

" We have a problem."

Spock was confused.

" What problem?"

" Your mother is going to hate that she wasn't invited to the wedding."

" Given the circumstances I'm sure she'll understand."

Nyota laughed.

" Nyota, this, it can be revealed if you want. I can have the bond verified by a Vulcan high priest and then Star Fleet would have to accept it."

He knew her silence was due to her thinking over how much her life would change if she was married to her commanding officer and teacher.

" Does anything really have to change? I mean, this bond is wonderful but I'm not ready to be married Spock."

Spock froze, he suddenly blocked the link between them so that she would not feel his confusion and pain.

" I'm eighteen Spock, you know you mean the world to me, you know if you asked I would do anything for you but can you give me time to get used to be bonded before asking me to be married?"

Spock thought it was a logical request, she was Human she had not lived her whole life knowing this could occur at some point. It was logical that she would need time to adapt, and though for a Vulcan there was no distinction between being bonded and being married he understood what she meant, the bond was private, between the two of them they shared emotions and sensations. A marriage to her was something open, something that everybody knew about, it came with cohabitation and the desire to start a family and joint destinies, although he was ready for that he could tell she was not.

" Spock?" She pressed her palm against his cheek when he did not answer her.

" Spock I meant it when I said I want to be with you forever, just.. One step at a time."

" That is acceptable." He said and laid down next to her. He had told her a partial lie, it was acceptable but only because it had to be. He could not deny her anything she needed and she needed time to get used to the bond.

First week of march.

" I have to get up." Nyota said.

"Yes you do." Spock said pulling her back down to kiss her. She relented for a few minutes then sighing sat up in the bed.

" I really need to get up." She said looking down at him. He couldn't help but adore the way she looked with her hair all mussed up.

"It would be illogical to argue that fact." Spock agreed sitting up and grabbing her to pull her back down this time flipping her over so that she was under him. She gave a delighted little giggle as he attacked that favorite spot on her neck.

"Spock!" She said through her laughter. "Spock I have an assignment to do."

Spock let out a disgruntled breath, he could not allow himself to interfere with her education. He flipped onto his back and laid flat. Nyota raised herself on her elbow to look down at him.

" Don't pout." She laughed running her fingers across his lips." I have to go back to my apartment to get cleaned up and then hit the library."

" You do not need to return to your apartment."

She starred at him for a second, he felt her suspicions through their bond.

" At the bottom of the closet." He said.

He watched her as she shot him a curious look and jumped out of the bed to pad on bare feet to his closet. She opened it and knelt giving him a rather delightful view and then turned to put the silver gift bag on the bed. He could not help but be affected by her little rush of excitement.

" Can I open it?"

" Indeed."

She broke the seal at the top and peered in her face lighting up in a smile. She extracted the little purple striped bag from the top and unzipped it looking inside. Spock already knew what it contained as he had picked it out himself, toothbrush, flannel, hairbrush and hair bands. She zipped it back up and placed it back on the bed then took out the next little bag, another smaller silver gift bag. She broke the seal on this one and pulled out the three pink bottles of raspberry scented shower gel, shampoo and conditioner. She looked up at him happy stunned smile on her face.

" How did you know these were the ones I used."

" On your last birthday Galia forced me into your shower."

Nyota smiled and shook her head.

" Right."

She looked back down into the bag and took out the little black mascara and lipgloss that it was also her preference to wear. She carefully put the bottles back into the small bag and drawing back to the large one pulled out the last item, the soft and fluffy light blue dressing gown that he had held up to his face the previous day imagining Nyota in it snug and warm and comfortable. Now he watched her pull it on and with a cheeky smile stood up and twirled around in it.

" How do I look?"

" Soft."

She gave another little laugh and knelt back on the bed crawling over to kiss him.

" Thank you Spock."

" I had hoped you might want to leave them at my apartment so you would be more comfortable if you decided to stay over in the future."

She smiled and kissed him again briefly.

" I will. Have I told you today how sweet you are?"

" Not today."

"You..Are..the..sweetest..lovliest..best..bondmate..who..ever..lived." She punctuated every word with a swift kiss. "And I am so lucky to be with you."

" It is I who should be saying those words to you."

He ran his fingers through her hair and suppressed a sigh, he wished that these moments between them could last forever but he knew that was neither possible nor logical.

" You should get ready to complete your assignment."

"Okay."

Second week of march.

Spock stepped out of the shower, the water had been warm but not hot, the pattering of water continued after he had exited. He reached for one of the towels he had laid out on the towel rack before the shower. He held it stretched out in front of the shower and Nyota stepped out, the water stopped. He wrapped the fluffy white towel around her, rubbed his hands up and down her back and then brought her close to him to kiss her.

It was a Saturday and Nyota had slept at his apartment the previous night after he had cooked her a meal and taught her to play a simple tune on his lute. Early that morning Spock had kissed her and whispered that he was going for a weight lifting session. She had sleepily agreed, by the time he had left the apartment he could feel in his mind that she was already asleep again. When he had arrived back she had been sat in the kitchen with two hot bowls of plomeek soup, warm rolls and two chamomile teas. They had gotten half way through the meal before desire led them to the shower where the warm water ran in rivulets down their bodies and made their kisses wet and their movements slippery. Spock had tried to explain to Nyota the dangers of shower sex but she had simply raised her eyebrow mockingly at him and trailed her fingers down his stomach. After that Spock didn't really care that much about the dangers.

Their kiss lasted several minutes and with the heat of his apartment and his hands rubbing up and down the material of the towel by the time they pulled apart Nyota was dry. Nyota leaned into his embrace for a moment. Her stomach grumbled and Nyota pulled apart with an embarrassed smile.

" I suggest we warm the soup and finish breakfast."

" Yes, good idea." Nyota said. She starred at him as he headed out of the bathroom. Then she followed him back to the kitchen where he sat, he saw that she had wrapped her dressing gown back around herself before leaving the bathroom. She looked at him obviously trying not to smile he could sense her suppressed laughter. Spock took the two bowls of soup and as they were congealing slightly and had developed a skin on top deciding they were beyond saving he put them into the recycling canister and started to type in the codes for plomeek soup into the replicator.

" Can I have some bubble and squeak with that? I'm really hungry for some reason." The last words were muffled due to her laughing. Spock watched her feeling his stomach doing it's strange little flip.

" What is amusing?"

She continued to laugh harder covering her mouth with her hand.

" Sorry Spock, It's just funny to see you walking around and making breakfast butt naked."

Spock glanced down.

" Does it bother you?"

"No. It's just funny. Considering how prim and proper you are on duty."

He placed a bowl of soup in front of her and typed in the other codes.

He finished the breakfast and sat down to eat. They didn't talk they just enjoyed being with each other enjoyed the contentment that flowed back and forth between them and the occasional little pulses of affection they sent each other. When he had finished eating he looked over at her.

" Nyota, I wished to ask you something."

" Go on."

" I realize that you will wish to go to your parents house for the duration of the April break. But I wondered if you would consider spending the first four days with me before you return to Africa."

Nyota thought for a moment.

" Of course, I always get bored if I spend too much time at home now. It's like I've changed, like I have to be doing something, have to be working or exercising, or with you of course and my mother has a habit of still treating me like a child, it gets a little annoying."

" You have probably matured considerably over the last two years due to not being under the care of your parents."

Nyota nodded and took a sip of her tea.

" Did you have anything in mind?"

" Yes." Spock said, he felt her mind probing at his.

" Nyota."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to do that."

" I understand that humans enjoy the occasional surprise but I doubt I will be able to keep this from you."

Nyota smiled.

" I will torture you relentlessly until you tell me." Nyota said. Spock felt his eyebrows raise.

" I don't mean literally Spock."

" I did not think you did. But If you wish to know then I was planning a trip to Paris for the two of us, that is you and I."

He felt her shock, then it slowly subsided into ecstatic excitement and her face broke into a wide smile. He felt a tiny bit of smugness and tried to send her some calming influences but they did not have much affect.

" Paris, really, like Paris Paris?"

"Paris France, I remember that when we on Vulcan you said next time you wished me to take you to Paris."

He felt the memory center of her brain light up.

" That was a joke Spock."

" You do not wish to go to Paris?"

" I, I want to go to Paris." She said she stood up and went to sit on his lap. Spock wrapped his arms around her so he was holding her securely to him. She kissed him soundly.

" Paris." She kissed him again only pulling away when she was breathless.

" Thank you Spock."

" I believe that after a long period of hard work it is often said 'you deserve a holiday' due to that criteria, you deserve a holiday."

He didn't say 'and a honeymoon.'

"And I hear it is a historic city that due to the architecture protection laws has areas that have not changed in four hundred years except for reparations after earth's third world war, it should be interesting. "

" Yes, can we climb the Vulcan peace tower? And maybe take a boat along the Seine?"

" We shall do whatever you wish given the time that we have, perhaps you should make a prioritized list and I can map out the quickest routes from one area of interest to the next."

" Spock, it's Paris, lets just have fun and don't feed me that Vulcan's don't have fun line I'm in your brain remember."

" It would be almost impossible to forget. I shall do as you wish."

Nyota smiled wickedly.

" Spock?"

" Yes."

" Bedroom."

"Yes."

Nyota second breakfast of the morning got left uneaten on the kitchen table.

Third week of March

Spock sipped cautiously at his beer, it was not something he enjoyed but the tiny little bar didn't serve anything except beer and whisky. Chris was having the whiskey. Spock was glad to be with his friend even if the bar he had chosen was dark with county and western music sticky tables and disreputable looking characters. He had not been in Chris's company in three weeks, Chris had been on various recruiting drives, trips to see the nearly completed enterprise and a 'secret off world meeting' that Spock knew not to ask about.

" She's a beautiful lady and I'm glad that she's going to be my last active service ship."

Spock raised his eyebrow slightly at that.

" You are planning on retiring?"

Chris looked down at his whisky and took a deep gulp of the amber liquid.

" Not planning, I'm getting on Spock, the Enterprise is going to be on some long missions it won't surprise me that if In a couple of years I'm forced into a desk position. Running around the galaxy looking for new friends and new troubles is a job for the young. "

Spock nodded slowly he did not know what to say, he could hear the sadness in Chris's voice. He never knew what to say to comfort his friend.

" And when I retire, all being well I'll suggest to the board that you take the enterprise." Chris finished.

" I appreciate the offer but I would prefer to get the position because I am the most suitable person for it."

" Spock, you have everything you need to be a good captain and when we're on the Enterprise you'll get plenty of opportunities to grow and demonstrate those skills. When I retire, you will be the best man for the job."

Spock nodded. Chris took another sip of his drink.

" So, we've been here over an hour, we've talked science, we've talked federation news, we've talked about me, now when are you going to tell me why it is that in the last month every time I've seen you or talked to you on the Comm you've seemed almost happy. Which with you probably means your ecstatic."

"I am happy." Spock admitted.

Chris starred at him wide eyed. Then smiled and clapped his hand on Spock's shoulder.

" Well Spock that's brilliant. Want to tell me why?"

Spock looked down at his beer, he wanted to talk to Chris, due to his experience he always had good advice, insights into human nature that Spock sometimes overlooked.

" It is Nyota, our relationship ... Has progressed."

Chris's eyebrows raised.

"I see. Say no more you haven't told me anything."

Spock was confused by the illogical statement.

" But I haven't told you anything."

"That's just right."

"Seven years of living amongst you and humans still confuse me." Spock said, Chris just shook his head as if to say if Spock didn't understand him he wasn't going to make things any clearer.

" She is my bondmate." Spock stated.

Chris face shoot up at that he stared at Spock open mouthed, he open and shut his mouth a few times before he finally managed to speak.

" You married her!"

"In a way, yes. Though bondmate is the term Nyota prefers."

He thought he'd let Chris recover from his shock before going onto the fact that Nyota was pleased to be his bondmate but refused to be his wife despite them meaning the same thing.

Chris looked down at his drink for a full two minutes various expressions crossing his face. He finally talked again when he seemed to have calmed somewhat.

" And I wasn't invited to the ceremony?"

"There was no ceremony and as it stands Star Fleet will not recognize that we are partners until it is officiated. Which I was planning on asking her after her graduation and that stands unless we are discovered."

Chris looked confused again. He held up his hands shaking his head.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute. No ceremony, how was it done?"

" I believe it is called the missionary position."

"I did not hear that."

"I said.."

" Shut up Spock."

"Yes Captain."

Chris downed the rest of his whiskey and caught the barkeepers attention to get another one. Then turned his attention back to Spock.

" You know the only reasons you're getting away with this is one, I'm a sucker for romance, two, as you've already been accused once nobody will accuse you again without solid evidence and three, nobody expects this kind of behavior from a damned

Vulcan."

The bar keeper placed the glass of whisky in front of Chris.

"Hey you got any of that Vulcan port?"

" Got some in back."

"Bring a glass for my friend here."

Spock raised an eyebrow at Chris he was aware that Vulcan port contained a substance slightly poisonous to Vulcan's, it was mixed with pure alcohol and liquid chocolate to produce a drink that got Vulcan's highly intoxicated produced severe inhibitions, lack of emotional control, and left them with blinding headaches, unsettled stomachs and partial memory loss the next day.

"Don't raise your eyebrows at me we're going to drink a toast."

" Vulcan port is illegal on Vulcan."

"We're not on Vulcan."

"It is still illogical to do myself harm due to an unnecessary Human custom."

" Come on Spock, how often do you get bonded, married, whatever."

" Probably more than once, we will have to have an official Earth ceremony so as not to upset Nyota's parents and if Star Fleet discovers our relationship before then we will have to have an official Vulcan ceremony to placate them."

" Yeah but this is the first time right, and it needs to be toasted."

The barkeeper placed the foul smelling dark brown shot of liquid in front of Spock.

" You are not going to let me avoid this are you?"

Chris shock his head slowly.

"Sorry my friend."

Chris raised his whisky glass and Spock followed.

" To Mr. and Mrs. Spock may they live happily ever after."

They clinked their glasses together and both downed the content, Spock coughed as the liquid burned his throat.

1 Vulcan port and 2 more Whiskeys later. Chris's POV.

Chris's arm was wrapped around Spock's waist, it was not to prop Spock up, not at all, it was merely to keep him from walking into lamp posts as he had done ten minutes previous. But they were almost back on academy grounds now and so almost out of the way of those pesky lampposts and even peskier police officers. Chris had somehow managed to convince the police officer who had stopped them just outside the bar that he himself would admit to being a little drunk but his friend who was complaining loudly to nobody in particular about having never made a snowman was certainly not drunk. He was a Vulcan and they do not get drunk, he was actually very ill and he was helping him get to a hospital. It hadn't helped that when the policeman had turned to Spock and said 'is that true son?' Spock had answered 'not at all sir' but somehow they had still managed to get away with it.

So they had continued to walk slowly down the streets back towards the academy and the little side entrance to the grounds just beside the staff block so they could enter relatively undetected. Chris sung softly to himself as they walked.

" See the little goblin.

See his little feet.

See his little nose.

Hey ain't the goblin sweet."

" Are you talking about me?" Spock asked looking up his eyes not quite managing to focus on Chris.

" What?"

" People always call me the goblin."

" That's because of the ears."

" Why do humans have a fascination with our ears?"

" They're kind of sexy."

" Thank you."

"What for?"

" For calling me sexy and sweet."

" I was not calling you sexy or sweet."

" Why not? Nyota calls me sexy and sweet, though usually when we're snuggling, I like snuggling."

"Everybody likes snuggling. Not that I know much about Vulcan bonds but won't your missus know you're drunk?"

The fact that it was Chris who had got said newly wed drunk was completely ignored by him.

" If we do not block the pretty little light off then we share emotions and sensa sensations."

" Have you shut off the pretty little light?"

" Nope, I like it, it's pretty."

" Then will your wife be able to feel the sensations of being drunk?"

Spock seemed to think about it for ten steps his eyebrows flickering up and down.

" Shit." He finally said.

" I 'd say so." Chris agreed laughing at the thought of Nyota feeling rather tipsy when she hadn't had a sip of alcohol. He just hoped for her sake that Spock would shut their bond down before she also woke up with a bad alcohol free hangover. He could just imagine how the conversation between the accidentally not quite newly weds the next day would go.

They had reached the grounds and then carefully skimming out the way of the security cameras they managed to get into the staff residence without being seen.

In the foyer of the staff residence they bumped into Bob. But he just smiled and winked.

" Good night hau?"

Chris pushed Spock into the elevator and Spock managed to push the button to close the doors before turning to Chris and standing very, very close to him.

" You." He said pointing a finger at Chris's face and swaying slightly.

" You are my best friend."

" I'm your only friend."

Spock seemed to ignore his answer.

" And, I care deeply about you."

"Always good to know." Chris said just before he found himself pushed roughly against the wall of the elevator. Spock kissed him in a hungry vicious kind of a way that was all teeth and jaw and animal strength. After a moment, a rather long one Chris shoved him roughly away and due to the affects of Vulcan port Spock stumbled backwards. Chris looked at Spock's shocked confused eyes.

" We never mention this again." Chris said.

" I agree completely." Spock answered still looking rather concerned.

They stood as far apart as the small space would allow until the elevator doors opened again. Chris followed Spock to his apartment watching as the drunk Vulcan took stumbling steps down the hall. He leaned heavily against the door as he typed in the access codes then as it opened fell face forwards into the darkness, there was a thud as he hit the floor.

" Still breathing?" Chris shouted.

"I believe so." Came the muffled reply.

" Good, goodnight Spock." Chris said, he turned back to the elevator to go down to his own apartment then decided he'd rather take the stairs.

This chapter was really fun to write, the naked breakfast scene and the Vulcan port ( which has chocolate so is an aphrodisiac as well as intoxicating) awkward drunken kiss bit.

This story is pure Spock/Nyota i'm not going to go off on a Spock/Chris tangent I'm just a serious slash lover .