Author's Note: I saw Star Trek: Of Gods and Men at . It's an independant Star Trek film that has actual cast members from a few of the Star Trek series and movies. It was pretty good. I liked the Stonn/Uhura pairing and was inspired to do an AU where they got together in the main timeline much earlier than after the trip to the effed up timeline where Gary Mitchell ruled the galaxy. My take on the Stonn/T'Pring relationship is rather loosely taken from the book Spock's World where it is mentioned that Stonn inadvertently killed himself in an attempt to regain T'Pring's interest (pages 243/244)
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It had taken two years of marriage for Stonn to realize that Spock's decision to give up on T'Pring hadn't entirely been an emotional one. In a choice between T'Pring and the human Captain Kirk, Spock had valued the Captain (whom he had thought dead by his hand at the time) more than his unfaithful bondmate. Stonn now knew why. Kirk had stood by Spock's side faithfully, saving his life countless times. With T'Pring however...The Terran prhase "wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire" came to mind.
In the beginning of their marriage, T'Pring had been like a human child on that quaint Terran holiday called Christmas who had finally gotten the expensive toy she had been begging her parents to buy for months. Like said child, she had soon lost interest. Unlike a toy however, a husband couldn't be shoved into the back of a closet and forgotten about.
In the year since he had come to the realization that Spock's choice not to marry T'Pring had been logical, he had done his best to deny it and make his marriage work. Upon learning of his wife's fascination with a species of Terran animal called turtles, he had a Desert Tortoise (which he had been assured would be able to survive Vulcan's harsh environment) shipped in at great expense. Seeing the bright, happy look in T'Pring's eyes and the almost smile as she pulled the creature from its shipping crate had made it worth it for a time.
For a few months, the creature wandered freely about the house and on one memorable occasion slowly and patiently moved a desk out of its intended path. Then one day, about two months ago, he had found it in a guest room listless and unmoving. He had rushed it to a veterinary healer. The look in the veterinary healer's eyes that stated that if she had any less emotional control he would be in the same condition as the creature on the examination table before her upon finishing the examination told him everything. Because T'Pring had once again lost interest soon after gaining what she desired, the poor tortoise had suffered.
Today, he had sat in the healer's office waiting for Healer T'Arin to bring what was needed for his last effort to make his marriage work. As she entered with the syringe that contained the drugs that would initiate Pon Farr he had the sudden premonition that rather than mending his rift with T'Pring, he would end up just like the starved tortoise that was buried under a flowering cactus in the garden. While on the one hand he almost wouldn't mind dying at this point considering how miserable his life was, dying for a woman who didn't care for him was pointless and illogical. As Healer T'Arin approached him with the syringe, he came to a decision.
"I apologise for wasting your time, but I will not be needing your assistance." he said, as he moved away from the healer, swiftly becoming aware of how close he had come to pointlessly ending his life.
Soon after leaving the healer's he filed a petition for divorce, and in a rather impulsive move applied for enrollment in the Starfleet Academy's Communications course, which had - out of all courses offered - been the closest match to his areas of interest. The fact that he would have to spend a minimum of five years of service in Starfleet sounded better every time he thought about it, especially after seeing T'Pring's stony expression after she recieved the forms outlining what she'd receive once the divorce went through.