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Stardate: March 27, 2252 (Christine's POV)

After I'd dropped Julia off at her room, I felt like I had to tell Spock about what had happened. I mean, Julia was acting so weird after Tatics class. Sad, depressed, even anxious after she saw the footage of her father. And I couldn't blame her, if it was my dad...Well, if it was my dad I would be bawling my eyes out, or I'd have skipped out on that particular class entirely.

As I walked around campus, I tried to remember what classes Spock had. At breakfast earlier today, Julia and Spock had talked about their schedules for today. I'd been studying though, and missed most of what they talked about.

So, being me, I walked to the most traveled paths in the area, keeping my eyes pealed for any sign of Spock. I was just about to go check on his room when I spotted him heading for xenolinguistics class with another cadet. Sprinting, I waved and shouted for Spock's attention.

"Spock!" I could feel my throat strain as I shouted, but right now that didn't matter. At my shout, Spock turned, raising an eyebrow at my antics. Once he spotted me, I stopped waving and shouting. But I didn't stop running. "Spock -"

"Christy, are you okay?" the cadet beside him, I think her name was Nyota, asked. I nodded, and turned to Spock.

"It's Julia," I said, our eyes locking. Spock's face, usually stoic and emotionless turned to one of fear. But only for a moment. "She's not hurt but...she was acting weird after Tatics class today."

"How so?" Spock inquired, his face slowly turning back to its 'emotionless' mask.

"Well, we watched footage from the USS Kelvin," I explained, feeling like this would help him understand more, "And she saw the footage of her father before he died, and...she saw the explosion of Kelvin."

Spock seemed to understand instantly what had happened with Julia, because he excused himself from Nyota, and asked her to tell the teacher he would not be able to make it to class due to an emergency. Nyota agreed, and she and I watched as Spock flat out ran to Julia's room.

"How does he know where she is?" Nyota whispered to me, and I stopped to think about the question.

"Maybe he saw where I came from?" I replied, shrugging. Nyota nodded, seeming unsure of my answer. "So, you're in xenolinguistics too?" I asked, changing the subject, Nyota nodded and I started walking her to class.

"Yes," she smiled a little, "I find languages to be absolutely fascinating." I glanced at her and smiled.

"You been here long?" I asked.

"This is my first year, actually." She smiled shyly at me. I smiled back and extended my hand.

"I'm Christine Chapel," She reached out and shook it. "I've been here 3 years so far, and I still have another 3 to go."

"Nyota Uhura," Nyota said, "3 more years, you said?"

"Yeah," I nodded, smiling widely "I'm training to be on medical." Nyota nodded again, and we both went silent. Glancing at a local clock, I noticed I was going to be late for my Medical Class unless I started heading over there pronto. Waving a quick good bye to Nyota, I headed for class, hoping that Julia would be okay.

In Julia's Dorm

Knocking on the door, Spock waited impatiently for Julia to answer. It was unlike her to lock her door, much less go to her dorm room early. He was worried about her, he had been since Christine said "It's Julia,".

When her door finally did open, Julia's tear stained face looked up at him. Frowning, he raised an eyebrow and reached out to brush away her tears. He could sense her pain when he touched her, sense its cause. Her brother, her father, her upcoming birthday.

"Spock?" Julia asked, clearly surprised at his sudden appearance. Taking her head in his hands, he bent down and kissed her gently on the lips. Surprised though she was, Julia kissed back, welcoming this surprising show of affection. Still aware that she and Spock were visible, she back stepped into her room, and Spock followed.

Once the door swished shut, Spock pulled back, looking into Julia's eyes. She smiled at him, and raised her eyebrows.

"What was that for?" she asked, reaching her arms around him to hold onto his waist. She leaned back and looked into his eyes. Spock kept his gaze locked on her, and his eyes betrayed the worry that he was feeling.

"I was alerted that you were acting 'weird'," Spock said, his hands cupping her face and brushing her cheeks. "I was worried and came here to check on you."

"Really? What about your classes?" Julia asked, feeling a little guilty that she'd scared him.

"I considered you to be more important than my classes." Spock replied, moving his hands around her to embrace her into a hug. His face became buried in her hair, and he breathed her smell in.

"I'm glad I'm important to you," Julia said, hugging him back, "But I don't want to you get a bad grade on my account."

"I said I was gone because of an emergency," Spock replied, pulling back to look at her face again. "To show up suddenly would raise more questions than if I stayed inside all day." She smiled back at him.

"I'm free all day, too." Julia replied with a smile, and she pulled out of his grasp and over to her desk, where she picked up the video logs that Gary Mitchell had given her. Bringing them over to her P.A.D.D., she examined a spot to insert the video. She found the area they were to be inserted, and then brought her screen over to Spock.

"What are these?" Spock asked, leaning over to look at the screen.

"The Commander and Captain's log from the USS Kelvin," Julia answered as she looked at the various videos that popped up. She looked at the dates on each log date, trying to decide which one to watch first. She clicked on a video that was logged several weeks before she was born.

"This is Commander George Kirk's personal log. Today I went on an away mission to Deneva, a colony planet that we delivered supplies to. It was a fairly nice place, but not one I'd want to live in - too isolated for my taste." On the video screen, George Kirk faced the camera, and after a moment Winona joined him, followed by her large stomach.

"George," she said, putting a hand on his shoulder. "It's time for the appointment." He turned back to look at his wife with loving eyes, and put a hand on her stomach.

"I'll be there in a second." He said, nodding towards the video log. She nodded and moved off screen. "This concludes my log."

As the log ended, Julia felt her eyes tearing up. She glanced up at Spock, who was watching here intently. He put a hand on hers and gently made her put down the P.A.D.D. He brought her into his embrace again, this time holding her on the bed, rocking her back and forth as she started to cry.

"I miss him." Julia said, holding tightly to Spock and using his shoulder for her tears. Spock put a hand to hair and gently brushed it with his hands.

"It is not logical to miss someone you do not know." He said. She laughed a little into his shoulder.

"I mean that I miss not knowing him," she said, hoping that he didn't mind salty tears and snot on his cadet uniform. "I never knew him, he was never in my life except in pictures and the stories that my mother told Jim and I."

"Ah," Spock said in understanding, "That makes sense."

"Yeah," Julia replied, pulling back to look at his face. He gave her a gentle smile and brushed her tears away again. He bent down and kissed her head, moving to rest his head on top of hers. "Do you want to watch another one?"

"Considering it makes you sad," he said, pulling her back and giving her a kiss. "I would suggest we abstain from doing so until you are feeling...happier."

"How do you suggest I do that?" She asked, giving him a smile. He smiled back at her, and cupped her chin with his hand.

"I have a few ideas…" He bent down and kissed her lips, and gently pushed her down on the bed. Then he pulled her gently into an embrace, holding her close to him as they made out on her bed. One hand still cupped her face, and the other pulled her close. They remained like this for most of the day, holding one another and busy passionately kissing on another.

And near the end of the day, as the light outside faded, Julia had to stop. Pushing back, she propped her head on her arm and looked at Spock. He looked back at her, moving a hand up and down her cheek.

"I need to go to bed soon," she said, giving him a little smile. He nodded, and shifted so that he was sitting next to her. She sat up too, reaching out to hold his hands. "Thanks for coming over."

"Of course," Spock replied, brushing away hair from her face. "I hope you will let me know if you are feeling this way again." Julia nodded, and then got up to go and shower before bed. She stretched, and glanced at Spock as he got up to leave.

"Wait," She said, turning to him. He stopped and glanced back at her. "We're still set to go to Iowa this weekend, right?"

"Indeed," He said, nodding his head. "I believe the location was The Rusty Nail?"

"That's the place," Julia affirmed, turning to go into the bathroom. She'd started to take off her shirt when she thought she closed the door. But it wasn't closed all the way, and her back and bra were visible to Spock for a second. His eyes widened a moment and he swiftly turned to leave. Julia nearly freaked out when she heard her door open and shut quickly.

She turned quickly and realized her door wasn't closed all the way. Blushing, she reached back and closed the door completely. I wonder how much he saw? She asked herself as she undressed completely and stepped into a hot shower.

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