Uhura and Spock walked to the shuttle bay. Uhura was still furious at what McCoy had said. Spock glanced at her out of the corner of his eye as his felt through a ripple of fury run through her; he was surprised to feel it with such force. Even though they were not bonded mentally like many Vulcan couples were. The many mind melds they had shared had caused a link of sorts to form. Even so, he usually wasn't able to sense more than the tiniest brush of sensations without opening his mind or physically touching her. He turned as he felt the emotion against more forceful this time. "Nyota" He began knowing what was bothering her. "What Dr. McCoy said while inaccurate and narrow-minded did not bother me—"
Nyota stopped, and turned to him "It may not have bothered you Spock, but it bothered me."
She continued her face extremely angry, "that racist a—hole is one of the very reason why we can't tell anybody that we're married."
Spock watched at her, privately thinking that Uhura comments while correct on one front were not encompassing the full scope of the problem. They had been married a few months ago, right before she graduated, and they had both agreed to not tell anybody. Their families didn't even know. The reasons for the nondisclosure were several.
Firstly , Uhura was several ranks below him. Even with the promotion she had received there was a marked difference in their ranks and if somebody had found out Spock would have very likely been accused of favouritism ,especially in light of his changing Uhura's assignment from a different ship to the Enterprise. The backlash would have damaged both their careers and could have led to a court-martial if authorities really pushed for it.
Secondly, even though Starfleet had a policy against Xenophobia there were many people that disapproved of fraternizing between humans and aliens. It didn't matter that Spock was half human. If people found out they were married ,Dr. McCoy's routine insults would look like child's play compared to what some others would say and do.
Even now when people just thought they were together, whispers and stares followed them. The Narada incident hadn't done them any favours either, many people thought that Romulans and Vulcans were to close for comfort. Spock had heard more than one crew member express that the Planet Vulcan had deserved to be destroyed since the Romulans were a clear indicator that those "kind" of people were a ticking time bomb in the heart of the federation.
"Nyota, Dr. McCoy is only one—" Spock began
She interrupted angrily "I know that you can look at everything logically but Dr. McCoy has no excuse for his behaviour. He shouldn't be allowed to continue with his sarcastic racist comments every few minutes …"
Spock let her vent and waited until she quieted somewhat, before he said "Uhura you should not let his remarks bother you. He-"
"Spock, I can't just let what he said go! So don't ask me to" She said frowning indignantly up at him. Her face was furrowed with anger.
Spock glanced down at her; she was quite pretty, even when she was furious. Another wave of her anger rushed through him like a fiery tide, the sensation spreading throughout his body. The passion she was putting into her rant seared through them stirring up his own feelings, but they weren't of anger.
As she opened her mouth to say something else, Spock pulled her against him and kissed her. He felt her surprise for a moment tickle the back of his mind, and then she kissed him back. He twined his fingers in her hair and let one hand stray to her temples. Carefully he probed her mind and she opened, allowing their consciousnesses to mingle. The awareness of where they were faded away for both of them. Spock pulled away after several minutes and looked back down at her. She raised an eyebrow at him and said slightly out of breath "and if I ask you if you did that to shut me up, you're going to say no? Right?"
He gave no answer, a slightly amused look was on his face that only she knew him well enough to detect. She looked up at him still out of breath and hissed "You Hypocrite! you were telling me we shouldn't show 'displays of affection 'in public because somebody might see." Spock still didn't answer. She sighed and said "well your distraction worked, at the moment McCoy doesn't seem worth discussing"
"Precisely what I was trying to establish" Spock said "Now I suggest we get to the shuttle bay before somebody realizes we're not there and comes looking for us, or before another you need another... distraction"
She looked at him for a moment then gave a small smile and slipped her hand into his and they continued on.
A/N: I love Spock and Uhura. They're so beautiful together I'd love to know your thoughts on this scence. Did I capture the romance? Was it touching? Cheesy? Mawkish? Did I go far enough or should I have gone farther. Remember , their in a public cooridor;)