So due to serious life issues I will update as I can but it will no be once a week sadly until my life sorts out it's chaos. Sorry in advance. Still dont own star trek. Life would be different if I did.
warning also indication of sexual activities but not much detail
Episode 2-1.5 Amok time! Pt 2
Spock woke slightly disoriented, receiving strange information. He nuzzled the hand on his face a moment before realizing that it was in the mind meld position as well as his on her face. Carefully breaking the link he felt the strange loop they had break. He looked Saya over but found nothing wrong until he tried to wake her. Getting up he got dressed quickly and went to get McCoy.
Both entered the room and McCoy gave Saya a tricorder sweep before concluding that her blood pressure was far to low, heart rate was too high and her body temperature had dropped as well. "It's almost like her body is trying to mimic a Vulcans. What did you do to her ?" McCoy demanded.
Spock gave McCoy a concerned look and said he was unaware of when they did it but he woke to being in a mind meld with her. McCoy was concerned by what that could do as well as the rather emotional response from Spock. McCoy said he needed to take her to sickbay. Spock wrapped her in the blanket from his bed and carried her there. Once he put her on the medical bed he picked up a P.A.D.D. and started pacing as he did research.
McCoy noticed the pacing but said nothing as he tried to help stabilize Saya's body functions. He noticed the bruising across her back, the mark on her neck and a few other bruises but Spock informed him that they were unrelated. McCoy looked from one to the other a moment then realized it was likely due to Spock's previous state and greater than human strength.
Spock went to McCoy's lab computer and called to the planet to acquire history files. After an hour of researching he found the answer. "Even in Vulcan history occurrences such as these are quite rare." Spock started as he continued to pace.
McCoy demanded "then tell me what the answer is before Saya dies from this!" McCoy had managed to get Saya stabilized minimally so her body could handle the prolonged strain.
"In some instances where Vulcans marry another species of Humanoid, if their mate's mind is compatable and timing is correct, they instinctively attempt to form a deeper mental connection. It can lead to a telepathic bond between the two participants or it can lead to death." Spock stopped and watched Saya for a moment until McCoy demanded what they could do to help her.
"You, Doctor, will try to help her body withstand the strain. I will attempt to help her mind sort through this so she will survive." Spock answered. McCoy nodded and lowered her bed as Spock carried a chair over. Sitting, he melded with her again. He saw her consciousness confused and trying to figure out what was her and what was him.
Seeing Spock she told him 'I could hear everything, I am just having trouble remembering what belongs to me and what doesn't.' They got to work and after just a half an hour her heart, temperature and blood pressure went back to normal. 10 minutes after that Spock broke the meld and Saya sat up blinking a few times then said. "That... was strange." With a chuckle.
Suddenly Kirk entered demanding "what is this I hear about something happening to and ?" He stopped seeing Saya sitting on a medical bed and Spock sitting next to her, his hand resting against her arm. Kirk looked them over and added "We will be leaving orbit of Vulcan soon . I expect a full report on any pertinent information after your leave is over." Before leaving, something about them said not to interupt right then.
Saya watched a few minutes unsure of what to do but then turned to Spock saying "I think you should teach me some mental exercises to help." Spock nodded once and Saya got off the bed.
McCoy glared at her. "Missy, next time you attempt to be Vulcan, don't change your bodies normal functions, it could have killed you." McCoy reprimanded her in his gruff caring manner. Saya smiled and thanked him saying she wouldn't. After one more check McCoy let her leave, reminding Spock "She is a human, and a female, you need to be more gentle with her in the future."
As they walked Saya asked "So you pace when you are anxious?"
Spock raised an eyebrow and answered "I do not, You do." At her inquisitive expression he explained "You do not have the mental training of a Vulcan. As such when we were over exposed to a mind meld, you had more trouble with loss of identity. I, despite my training, picked up a few of your habits temporarily."
Saya grinned finding it amusing that she had managed to influence him to pace. They walked into the mess hall and Saya realized where they were. Spock got his breakfast and Saya got hers but rather than take a table, Spock lead her back to his room. Saya willingly followed slightly puzzled. As they sat at his desk he explained "I wished to have breakfast with my mate alone."
Saya raised an eyebrow but smiled. "So, when Vulcans pick a mate do they get less formal around them or is it because of the excessive mind meld or something else i am not aware of?"
"My behavior is still influenced by the remnants of Pon Farr. However it is common for Vulcans to treat their mate differently in the confines of their home. Similar to how humans often are." Spock explained. Saya understood the unspoken, that outside the home PDA was uncommon and often frowned upon. That suited her just fine.
"So you will go back to normal, for you, but it won't mean that you will give me the cold shoulder after. Good to know." They ate happily for a bit and once breakfast was done they stacked the trays and Saya commented "I should likely still do my reading." Spock nodded and Saya went to her room to get her P.A.D.D. Spock followed and she smiled, offering "If you would like, you can look through my books or kindle."
Spock picked the kindle up and sat on her bed with his back against the headboard. Saya came over to him slightly puzzled by his choice but understood as soon as he looked at her. Sitting between his legs she leaned back against him and he rested his chin on her head. She read from her P.A.D.D. and he from the kindle. It was a comfortable and contented time for both.
Saya heard a knock on her door and calling out 'come in' saw Uhura. Uhura looked them over before backing out with a grin "I was going to ask you to join me for lunch but I see you are busy." Saya smiled and told her that she would some other time. She had felt Spock's desire to monopolize her time and she was in agreement. A few minutes later Uhura came by and dropped off 2 trays for their lunch.
Saya smiled and thanked her but she and Spock stayed as they were until Saya's stomach started to protest. Getting up they had lunch and once finished Spock showed her how to meditate and a simple mental exercise she could do anywhere. After they meditated Saya felt Spock's desire and grinned, meeting it. Their energy once again spent they laid together happily.
By dinner they had managed to get a shower and were dressed. Spock picked up their breakfast and lunch trays and they went to the mess hall. Saya grinned at Uhura and invited her to join them. As they sat and ate Uhura kept looking between them until Spock instructed her to ask the question she obviously wanted to. Uhura asked if Vulcans made good husbands and Saya blushed slightly knowing what Uhura really was asking.
"I can't speak for all but I am quite happy with . Then again I've always been happiest when I was with him." Saya answered with a shrug. Uhura laughed and gave Saya another hug as they put their trays away whispering "you and I need some girl talk." Saya chuckled as she thought about that idea. Uhura wouldn't be finding out as much as she wanted and Saya wouldn't have to worry about saying too much because she could just ask Spock.
They returned to Spock's room and Saya asked to borrow his P.A.D.D. he told her it was in the top left drawer but getting mixed up she opened the top right. She froze for a moment staring in wonder at what she saw. Carefully removing the pressed flower and wrapping paper from the previous valentines and christmas she looked at Spock.
Spock walked up to her and touched the 2 items. With a twitch of a smile he simply told her "I value these." She put them back in the drawer and Spock pulled out what she had originally went for, handing the P.A.D.D. to her. Saya commented on the bracelet also looking worn and he informed her that he had not removed it, unless necessary, since receiving it.
Saya wondered how long he had been interested in her and he answered with 261.4 days, she couldn't put a reference point to the time so Spock clearified. "When you kissed me on the cheek after becoming aware of the knifes I obtained for your art." Saya raised an eyebrow and smiled to herself. She couldn't pinpoint it for herself but she had, since first seeing him, thought he was special.
They again took their position on his bed and she read as he worked on mental problems. After a few hours she finished what she was reading and asked him to quiz her on it. They discovered that it was impossible as she was able to quickly and easily pull the correct answers from Spock's mind. deciding to figure that problem out later and instead occupy themselves with more amorous pursuits.
Saya and Spock woke together, contented and slowly moved to get up. Spock suggested "If we are to use my quarters for sleeping, it would be logical to move your clothing for simpler access." Saya agreed. They got ready for the day and met Kirk on their way to breakfast.
"I will be changing your quarters. It has come to my attention that there is an officers quarters that would better suit both of you." Kirk told them and they stopped near the turbolift.
A new plaque next to the door read both their names and Saya grinned "I guess the Captain choose to change it." She said to Spock. Kirk smiled and told them they would be expected to move all their belongings by the time their leave was over. As they sat down to breakfast McCoy joined them.
The meal was mostly lighthearted until Kirk noticed the fading mark on Saya's neck. McCoy told him that he had checked it out and knew it was no problem. Saya was glad for that dodge, she wasn't keen on letting people know about her personal matters and knew Spock was less so. After breakfast they started with Spock's room and worked to carefully pack and move everything.
The new room was larger, had a double closet and a double bed. It was perfect for 2 people to share and Saya smiled. "Kirk really loves you. Even busy as he is, he made a point of looking out for you." She commented and saw the smile Spock gave. She was intrigued at how deep their friendship was for one being a Vulcan but knew from experience that Vulcans were far from emotionless.
They soon moved Sayas stuff as well and she smiled at the strange blend. In their bedroom was his decorations as before but the living area was a smattering of both of their things. His chess set was next to her home made one, his books next to hers and her art supplies neatly stored for use. She was actually surprised at how easy it was. Her picture of her mother and the 5 dogs was placed on the wall near the table.
They started neatly hanging the clothes in the closet and Saya marveled at how uniform Spock's closet was until it came to outfits he had obtained on missions. Saya hung the party style dresses together with their accessories and shoes and her dress uniform with the black dress. She looked at Spock when she got an image of her in the dress. After a few moments she found out that it was quite similar to a traditional Vulcan dress and Saya finally understood Uhura's comment about it being special.
Once everything was put away Saya flopped on the bed with a grin. "Well, I must say, moving this time was far more fun!" Spock observed her, sprawled across the bed with her hair fanned out under her and raised an eyebrow. Saya promptly removed her outfit and tossed it to the side and at his look, laughed saying "told you I was messy. I'll clean it up later."
Spock gave an almost shrug and placed his clothing with hers. Their mind's and bodies were soon distracted by other pursuits. After christening the room they cuddled in the bed in blissful contentment and Saya started asking lazely about all his decorations.
Their evening passed much the same as the day before and after dinner they meditated together and read together until bed. They were distracted for a bit as they got ready for bed and collapsed in a naked, satisfied heap. Spock gently moved Saya to a more comfortable position before falling asleep himself.
In the morning Spock woke to Saya still sleeping peacefully. Nuzzling her neck he took a deep breath of her scent, enjoying the closeness and being with her. Saya woke to Spock pressing against her. Stretching and taking a breath she looked at him suddenly and said "after this we need showers i think, you are starting to smell like me." Spock rumbled an agreement before pinning her down and burning off energy together with her.
After some time they got up and took a shower. Saya smiled at the almost mathematical way Spock got clean. It did not take either long to shower and Spock assisted Saya with her hair.
Heading to breakfast Saya saw Uhura rushing off to her shift. After eating a leisurely breakfast they went to the gym to practice their combat and Phaser skills. Saya thought to Spock 'what, you don't think we are currently getting enough exercise?' Spock raised an eyebrow and Saya laughed. By lunch time they had achieved enough to make up for the lost time and they brought their meal to their room. Eating quietly Saya's mind drifted back to the puzzle of what to do with herself.
Spock watched her quietly then asked the obvious question. "You always seem to come back to art. Why won't you allow yourself to pursue it?"
He got an immediate and very strong mental reply seconds before she said it "because it won't allow me to stay with you like I can now." Spock thought about it and told her that no matter what choice she made separation was possible and but could also be avoided in many ways. He also informed her that if she were to be an artist she could travel with him, though certain access would be limited due to his and her positions.
Saya processed the information and continued to let the puzzle simmer in the back of her mind.
The next couple of days passed in much the same manner of contented, not so restful, togetherness. Spock over that time went back to his normal logical self and on their last day of leave Uhura joined them for dinner. "May I borrow for a bit after dinner ?" Uhura asked.
Spock assured her that it was 's decision. Saya grinned and said she would go with Uhura after dinner. Spock said he had to report to the Captain and they parted, leaving the mess hall. As they got to the officer's floor Saya told Uhura " doesn't mind if I show you our quarters if you would like."
"I'd love to see your new room." Uhura beamed and Saya obliged. Uhura looked the room over and grinned commenting on some things. She noted that Saya had not put anything in their sleeping area of hers other than the blanket. Saya shrugged saying she didn't really have anything else she wanted there.
They sat at the table after Saya obtained some ice cream from the food synthesizer. "You know, other than those who already know, most won't be able to guess that you and are married now. Is that purposeful?" Uhura said in curiosity.
Saya looked at her quizzically "What do you mean? and I aren't really doing anything different, but I don't think we are supposed to."
"That's what I am talking about. Both of you stayed in your rooms for the most part when not on shift or working. You still refer to each other as and . You were always together before so now there is no change in that. On the outside it looks the same as usual. About the only indication of any change is the plaque outside your new room." Uhura told her.
"I'm not one who likes to flaunt… Well anything and private matters are private. is even more private than I in that matter and I don't mind at all. Honestly i prefer it." Saya shrugged "if no one knows I don't really think i mind. The ones that matter in knowing already do."
Uhura laughed. "That is why we knew you guys would be great together. You are strange for anything I ever knew and somehow you fit with without being just like him."
"People should not be the same in a relationship, it doesn't work. Opposites work well together because they make up for each other's downfalls as long as they respect the differences." Saya answered.
Saya looked up and greeted Spock as soon as the doors opened. "Welcome back . Hey, Kirk, hey McCoy"
"I have got to find out why you are only formal with some time." Uhura whispered to Saya as she left them.
"It has been brought to my attention that you and now share a mental bond. will be performing tests on that bonds range and capabilities." Kirk informed Saya.
Saya smiled and shrugged saying she didn't mind at all. Kirk asked if they enjoyed their leave time and Saya smiled as Spock answered that they did. "Just don't let it get in the way of work." Kirk reminded them.
Spock gave a very controlled surprised look and Saya was all out dumbfounded. "That would never happen sir." Saya said emphatically. Kirk looked them over and smiled saying 'good' before he got up to leave.
" , you are to report to sickbay in the morning after breakfast in order for me to run another brainscan on you to see what has changed." McCoy told her. Saya agreed and they left.
Spock looked at the dishes and Saya grinned "I figured I could have some ice cream." Spock informed her she was allowed to eat as she pleased and Saya just laughed. They played a game of chess that amusingly ended in a stalemate.
"I think the mental bond means we can't really do a chess game now too… It's nice but seems to cause a few problems." Saya said with a laugh. As they put away the chess set Saya had an idea of challenging Kirk with Spock's mind to aid her.
Spock raised an eyebrow at the thought and said "It may be an interesting way to test the bond." Saya agreed and they prepared for bed. They were once again passionate and fell into a contented exhausted sleep, each holding the other close.
*END*