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It had been a week since Spock and Ellara had arrived on Vulcan, yet the time had flown by like a snap of the fingers. However, there was one conversation that Ellara remembered that had seemed to pass almost glacially.

Sarek turned to Ellara as Spock left to go visit an old friend without her. She had tripped and fallen the day before, and elected to stay home as her leg was giving her some trouble. "Ellara, I wish to speak to you on the matter of my son." was all he said.

His tone scared her just the slightest bit, and she wondered if she had done something wrong. "Yes?" It came out less like a question, and more as a slight defence.

"Do you love him?" was all Sarek asked.

Ellara didn't even take two beats before replying, "Wholeheartedly."

"Would you marry him?"

"Yes."

"Would you die for him?"

"Undoubtedly."

"Would you live for him?"

This one was a puzzler. "I'm not sure I know what you mean."

Her eyes may have deceived her, but she could have sworn she saw the corner of Sarek's mouth tilt up a miniscule fraction at her Spock-like answer. "What I mean is, if you had to, would you live and let him die if he asked you to?"

She took a moment to think of what to say, but slowly shook her head. "As selfish as it is, I couldn't do that. I couldn't live knowing he was dead so that I could live. And I can't lose anyone else; I can't."

Sarek looked away, murmuring, "Fascinating."

For some reason, this filled her with a quiet fury that he seemed to treat her answers as some sort of experiment, however she didn't voice it and instead clenched her jaw and looked out the window, willing for Spock to come home. Luckily, the universe seemed to be tuned into her thoughts, as he arrived home a mere three minutes later. Spotting the two sitting in the living room and catching on to his girlfriend's sour mood, all he said was, "I assume the two of you kept busy."

"Yes." was her simple reply.

"We have almost arrived at Rendoria, Ellara." Spock spoke up, and Ellara looked out the window of the shuttle they were on to see that he was right. Her gorgeous planet was looming up ahead.

It looked just as she remembered it: Completely green, with some small spots of blue where the water was. Most of it came from underground sources, as their planet was mainly land. She could see the man-made rivers that separated each region. Two in the middle, both horizontally and vertically. The spot between them was the Middle, the area where the Mediators and government resided. And at the top left was her region. If she looked hard enough, she could see the giant tower where the Priests and Priestesses lived.

The shuttle landed without a hitch, and Spock and Ellara exited with their luggage. Waiting for them was her father, who had a grim expression on his face. "Father, what's wrong?" she asked, already worried.

Nalli glanced around shiftily before grabbing her bag and hissing, "Not here. I'll tell you when we get home."

Immediately his demeanor changed, and he embraced her in a large hug. "It's so good to see you!" he said cheerfully and quite loudly.

He turned to Spock then, "And Spock! I hope you're keeping my daughter safe and happy."

"Faaaatherrrr." Ellara whined, rolling her eyes.

Both her and Spock had caught on that something was wrong, and attempted to play along with his charade. "I strive to do exactly that, sir." Spock replied, a small smirk lacing his features.

Ellara, although still pretending to protest her father's teasing, was greatly touched by Spock's admission.

The three of them took the short walk to Nalli's home, and Ellara was surprised to find at least twenty people having a rousing discussion in his living room. She recognized a few of the faces as people from her youth, however she didn't understand why they were there.

"Ellara, do you remember when you were younger, how you would stage small sieges on the government buildings in the area?" Nalli began, once her and Spock had been seated with a cup of tea.

Spock turned his head to look sharply at Ellara, not having expected that side of her. "Yes, father. But what does that have to do with this group of people?"

Nalli took a sip from his own cup, before sighing, and saying, "We're planning a siege on the Middle."

Ellara let out a large gasp, surprised and scared. "You can't! You know you can't! Others have tried, and they always failed. You know what the punishment is, father."

It was true. Many groups had tried to take the Middle in the past, and they were caught every time. And every time, there was a public execution held. She also had, in fact, laid sieges on local government buildings in her childhood. Luckily, using her quick wit and planning skills, she always managed to escape. Not to mention, the damage she did was always inconsequential.

"I am afraid that we must, my little fire. The other day, a member from another region came and attacked Elliha." Ellara gasped and her hands flew to her face in shock. "And the government let him go with no consequence."

"I understand, father. But that doesn't mean I think it's ok." Ellara replied, a little forcefully.

Nalli sighed deeply as he got up, running a hand through his greying hair. "Ellara, we're trying to take over the government of this planet. To inspire change. We want to elect someone different, and make things better for us."

Ellara shook her head as she shot back, "I know that, father. But I'm legally not allowed to help. I'm sorry."

Nalli gave her a small smile. "I wasn't asking you to. In fact, I wish you hadn't have come; it's not safe. But now that you're here, it would be good if you could keep an eye on the cat. I'll contact you when we're back."

As the group began to leave, Spock followed them outside as Ellara stared blankly ahead, still sitting on the couch. "Sir, I was wondering if I may ask a question of you…"

It had been two days since the group had left, and Ellara still had no word from them. Spock could tell that she was going stir crazy, as she had begun to knit, and had already made him a sweater.

"Ellara, please, relax." he implored her, yet again.

"Spock, I can't." she cried, putting her head in her hands. "What if they're dead, Spock? No one but them knows we're here, who would come and tell us?"

Spock, knowing what she needed at that moment, sat down and put his arm around her. He began rubbing her shoulder, offering his silent support. Ellara accepted it and laid her head on him. "Thank you." she whispered.

Suddenly, the phone began ringing, and Ellara practically flew off the couch in an attempt to answer it. "Uh-huh." she told the person on the other end. "Mhmm. Yeah. Ok. I got it."

Once she hung up, Ellara turned and pressed her back to the wall, tilting her head to the ceiling. Her face was both pained and relieved. "What has happened?" asked Spock.

"He's injured, but they were successful. And, by popular vote, Elliha is now the new leader of Rendoria." she replied rapidly.

Spock nodded, but was pleased to hear her father was alive. At least he was safe.

When the two returned to the ship from shore leave, Spock left almost immediately for a briefing while she went to her office to see if anyone wished to see her.

They did not, and she spent a few hours filling in paperwork that had piled up. Finally, at around twenty-one hundred hours, she received a comm from Lieutenant Sulu. "Counsellor Lat'toy, you're needed on the bridge."

"On my way." she answered before getting up and leaving.

When she arrived at the bridge, she found that it had been decorated with numerous flowers, and the lights had been turned down low. There was no one else on the bridge, save for Spock, who was at his station.

He had his back turned to her, and appeared to be working, however she could see his hand clutching something.

"Spock? Can you tell me why I'm here right now?" she asked, cautiously stepping towards him.

Ellara watched as he took a deep breath and slowly turned around. "Ellara, we have been together for approximately two years, correct?"

A sharp intake of breath was heard from her as she got an idea of what was about to happen. Reaching Spock, she slowly nodded her head, looking up at him. "In that time, we have professed our love for each other many times, have shared many kisses, and have survived countless trials." He slowly reached out and grasped her hand with his own. "But that is not all. I… I have grown to feel a powerful attraction to you, one that I can not deny. Being away from you causes me pain, because I do not wish to be. I want to be the one that you come to with all your happiness and troubles, that you kiss every night. In fact, I would even like to be the father to your children, if you would like them. To do that, however, I feel that I must ask what I am about to."

Ellara let out a small sob, her hands shooting to her mouth as Spock knelt down on one knee and held open the small box he had had clutched in his hand. Inside, a beautiful ring lay inside. The band was a shiny silver, and the jewel was one that she did not recognize, but had a feeling was native to Vulcan. She looked back at Spock, who looked extremely worried, yet at peace. "Ellara Lat'toy, will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?" he asked, his voice wavering exponentially.

Ellara simply cried "Yes!" before practically launching herself at him and kissing him harshly.

They were interrupted, however, as the bridge crew cried out in celebration at the engagement. Ellara had tears in her eyes, and a broad smile spread across her face as she saw her friends coming out from various hiding spots, the bridge lights brightening. She turned back to Spock, who gently slid the ring onto her finger. Ellara looked up into his eyes, and saw that he was smiling wide, which shocked her, but she was so happy that she didn't care. "I love you." she mouthed to him.

"And I, you." he mouthed back.

The two kept looking at each other as Kirk came over and slapped Spock on the back, Uhura clinging to his side and squealing about how 'This is honestly the best day ever, and to think we had to push you two together!'

The bridge crew spent the evening celebrating, but the party drew to a close, and Spock and Ellara slowly made their way back to their quarters, hand in hand.

When they reached their room, Spock kindly let Ellara enter first, and saw that it was decorated with rose petals and scented candles, and that there was a beautiful romantic meal spread out for the two of them. Thankfully, Spock looked about as surprised as Ellara, so that was… not necessarily good, but it was interesting. "I believe the Captain and Uhura have decorated our room."

"So they have." said Ellara, looking around at their room. "I think Jim wants something to happen."

"What do you mean?" asked Spock, tilting his head as he extinguished a candle that was precariously close to a stack of paperwork.

Ellara chuckled, turning to look at him and reply. "He's unfortunately aware of exactly how intimate we've been… and haven't been."

From across the room, Ellara could see Spock gulp, and a small smile graced her face. "That doesn't mean I want to do anything right now, Spock. There's no need. I'm happy just knowing that you love me, and I love you."

Spock looked relieved, and crossed the room to hold Ellara in his arms. And though it was unspoken, she could feel his silent thanks.

Eeek! Unfortunate news, the next chapter will be the epilogue! I am planning, however, on writing a... not a one-shot, but a small side story detailing the events of their wedding, both Vulcan and Rendorian(although more focused on Rendorian, because I'll be basing pretty much everything for the Vulcan one off of Memory-Alpha...) Also, I know that I held like three polls for this, but tbh, I'm not sure I wanna write the story for the character chosen anymore... I started it, and it's boring me half to death. Out of curiosity, would anyone be willing to read a story about the loveable android Data? Not that I already have a plotline in mind, as well as an OC that is also Rendorian... because that would be crazy... pfffffffftttttttt... Please don't judge me! Also, did anyone catch the fact that I said "It'll be updated the 30th" last chapter? Which is hilarious, because there is no February 30th... I'm a geeeeniuuuuuus.

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Updated March 2nd, 2017.