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The Way to Man's Heart is Through his Stomach	By : Clarissa_Eden Category: S through Z > Star Trek (2009) > Star Trek (2009) Views: 3301 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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It was 1330 hours on board the Enterprise, and Elizabeth was taking a small break from her work in the galley. She stood in the door way of her kitchen and just watched her son doing his 'homework' with the help of Pavel Chekhov. She was so thankful that they had both settled into life on the Enterprise with such ease, and being accepted by the crew was the reason the transition had been so smooth.
During the past few weeks she had formed so many bonds with various crew members, she was starting to see them as family, one big dysfunctional family. Although it was true she only ever really had contact with the Officers on board, it was all worthwhile. She felt especially close to Pavel, he was only 22, barely an adult. True, she wasn't that much older than him, but he had been serving on this Starship since he was 17, he hadn't been home for so long and it was starting to take its toll on him. So, she had assumed a motherly role toward the young man. She had contacted his mother on Earth and asked if Mrs Chekhov would be so kind as to tell her what Pavel's favourite meals were. The older Russian woman had been thrilled to comply with her request; she had admitted to Elizabeth that she was glad someone was looking out for her youngest son. As a mother herself, Elizabeth's heart soared at that.
Pavel was convinced that Caleb was a genius, and had insisted on being his math teacher. Elizabeth of course, already knew that Caleb was a genius, what mother doesn't think that? But seeing her son complete complex equations involving indices and surds at the age of four was mind boggling for her, especially as she hated mathematics.
Elizabeth had been impressed when Jim took it upon himself to actually form a make shift school in one of the smaller cargo bays, and when it had been set up, many of the crew were willing to try their hand at teaching the hand full of kids on board. However, Caleb was given private one on one tutoring from the best crew members; Jim had pulled some strings and twisted some arms to get his 'nephew' the best. Pavel was guiding him in mathematics, Scotty in Science, Nyota in languages and Spock took care of everything else regarding Caleb's education. Elizabeth was fully aware that Jim had set up a protective circle around her son, no doubt with her brother's help, and she was grateful. After leaning what Spock's childhood had been like she was more determined than ever to protect her son.
As her thoughts drifted to Spock and the interesting situation that had presented itself earlier in the day, she found herself curious about how much she didn't know about Vulcans. She could still feel his presence in the back of her mind, but it now seemed less of an intrusion like it had when she woke, now it was more like a comforting pressure. Although Spock had told her it would ware off eventually, she was hoping that it wouldn't, she was starting to like the fact that he was constantly with her.
Her eyes shifted to the door when she heard it open, it was Spock Prime, and he was walking over to her. She had been wondering when this would happen, she knew he would want to talk to her alone at some point, she had just been hoping it would come later rather than sooner. Walking into her galley, she knew he would follow her; he was still Spock after all.
"I was wondering when you would turn up again." She commented, turning to meet his gaze as it burned into her.
"I am sorry, I find it difficult to resist being in your presence. If it bothers you I will attempt to keep my distance, but I make no promises as to my abilities." He replied, the strain clearly shone through in his voice.
"No, don't make things harder for yourself on my account. It's me that should be sorry; this is all a little hard to take in." She offered him a small smile, which he returned.
"I understand that. However, I repeat my words from this morning, I have truly missed you my K'diwa. I am glad that I have come across you in this time; I was unaware that you would be here on the Enterprise. Had I known, I would not have accompanied the Ambassador on this mission." Spock Prime told her with the utmost sincerity.
It was clear to Elizabeth that despite the fact this man was not her Spock; he still cared a great deal for her. She let a teasing grin form on her face before asking, "How come? I thought you were glad to see me."
Spock Prime's smile only widened, it reached his eyes, something Elizabeth had never seen her Spock do.
"I think of all the things, other than your mere presence, I have missed your humour the most."
Elizabeth let out a mock gasp. "You learned to appreciate my humour enough to miss it? I can't wait to see that."
Spock Prime let out a laugh, it was quiet and soft, but it was a laugh. She liked the sound of it, she was now determined to get Spock to laugh like that, she now had proof that he could.
"I always appreciated your humour Lizzie; I was just too stubborn when I was a younger man to admit it."
Elizabeth looked at him shocked, her jaw was slightly slack. It took her a moment to be able to form a fully coherent sentence. "You just called me Lizzie."
"That is your name, is it not?" Spock Prime knew what he had done, and he had done it intentionally. He could not divulge much about his future relationship with her for the fear that he would alter it some way. He would not allow himself to remove the chance of happiness that he had experienced once over from his younger self. Calling her 'Lizzie' now was just his subtle message of what she could one day expect.
"Lizzie, I will not tell you everything from my past, or your future. It is already clear to me that things are not the same as I told you this morning, I did not meet you until Caleb was a young man. However, I do know that Spock does love you. He will try and resist it for a while, just give him time to come to terms with the feelings he has. Growing up all Vulcan children are taught to repress their emotions, this is all very new to him." Spock Prime was telling her this for her own benefit, as well as his younger self's.
Elizabeth stood there, gaping at him; she was a little bit shell shocked. That was one hell of a bomb to drop on her, but she slowly nodded her head in acknowledgement. And with that Spock Prime took his leave.

"I don't like it Jim"
"Neither do I Bones, but we have our marching orders, we haven't got a choice."
"Yea, we're marching into god knows what." Bones snipped. "And since when did you pay attention to orders?"
"Since it's Spock Prime asking."
"And why are you trusting the advice of a crazy old man from the future? Where did you meet him again, on Delta Vega?" Bones' voice was rising again.
Jim was unsure of how to answer that. He knew that it should work out just fine, he knew Spock, it didn't matter that this Spock was a little bit older and less predictable. Then there was the fact that Spock Prime had still asked them to go ahead with the mission, and hadn't asked Elizabeth to take Caleb and run. He had noticed the way that Spock Prime looked at Elizabeth; it was the same look that their Spock gave her when he thought no one was looking. Love. He loved her, and after what he had seen that morning, it was a fact that he wasn't going to be forgetting anytime soon.
"Bones remember back before the Nero incident and you told me to trust you?"
"Not really." Bones snapped, he really wasn't in the reminiscing mood right now.
"Well you did, and then you shot me up with drugs and I suffered because of it. This is gonna suck for a while, not like numb tongue sucks, but somewhere in the same region. I really need you to trust me on this one Bones."
"Fine. But I don't have to like it." Bones ran his hands over his face; he was exhausted and needed to rest. It had already been a long day and it didn't look like it was gonna be ending anytime soon. "I have to get back to sick bay before any of the ducklings screw up again."
Jim laughed at that, typical Bones.

Elizabeth leaned back against the countertop and sighed merrily. She had just finished everything for the evening serving and she had plenty of time before she was due back. She had spent the better part of the afternoon creating five different curry dishes of varying heat. She loved playing with spices, and this type of meal let her go to town. The down side is that she now seemed to be oozing the pungent scent of cumin.
She closed her eyes and just 'was' for a few moments. Right now she couldn't think of anything better than a nice hot bath, maybe with a good book or something. It would be nice and relaxing before she was back to being wound tighter than the girdle of a Baptist minister's wife at an all-you-can-eat pancake breakfast. To say the least she was not found of having the Vulcan delegation on Board. She was scared that they would find out what Caleb was. Scared that if they did it would open up a whole line of enquiry that she would rather remain buried. But the one thing that scared her the most was the thought of them taking him away from her, with Vulcan's being an endangered species, who knows what they might resort to in order to maintain the Vulcan way of life.
Right now Caleb was safe, his hair was long enough to hide his ears and his eyebrows. Plus he was down in engineering for his lesson with Scotty. According to her favourite engineer, Caleb had promise, and had the ability to be an engineer one day if he wanted. Scotty had already offered him an apprenticeship for when, not if, he did. It was doubtful that any Vulcan, other than Spock, would find themselves in engineering. So for now her baby was safe.
Her eyes were still closed when she heard the doors open; she didn't need to open her eyes to know who it was. She could feel him in her mind as he came closer to her.
‘Elizabeth’
Opening her eyes, she saw him stood directly in front of her, so she was looking at his chest. Pressing her hand to his chest he pushed him away slightly, with the new space she had just acquired she hopped up to sit on the counter, and then pulled him back towards her. He settled in-between her knees and pressed his forehead to hers. It was loving gesture, one she really appreciated.
"You haven't eaten." She could feel his hunger through their link. "What have I told you about not eating properly?"
"I was preoccupied." He spoke softly as his hands came to rest on her hips and pulled her closer to the edge of the countertop, closer to him.
"What's more important than looking after yourself?" Elizabeth pressed a soft kiss to his nose, and then another to his lips. Spock engaged her further in the kiss.
‘I was speaking to my father about a delicate issue.’ He mentioned as he flicked his tongue over her bottom lip.
‘That's no excuse for you not to eat.’ She chastised him gently as she pulled away. "I expect that you will in the future, Commander, eat at the socially acceptable times. That's Chef's orders, so you have no choice other than to comply."
He fixed her with a stare as a grin spread on her face. She quickly pressed a small kiss to his cheek as she worked her way back to her own feet. "I was just heading to my quarters for a bath. Will you escort me there?"
Spock's eyebrow rose slightly as she accompanied her question with a wink. Rather than answering her question, he simply lent her his arm as they left the Officer's mess.

With her arm still in Spock's the pair waited for the turbo lift to arrive. It was an odd time of day and not many crew members were milling about, so they weren't expecting to run into anyone. When the turbo life arrived, however, they found that they had been mistaken. When the doors opened they reviled a very tired looking Bones. Elizabeth immediately dropped Spock's arm, and prayed that Leo hadn't seen anything.
"Leo?" Elizabeth exclaimed with surprise. Of all people they could have possibly ran into, it had to be her overprotective, slightly crazy, older brother.
"Hey there Lizzie." Bones greeted, stifling a yawn, before nodding to Spock.
"Leo, you look dreadful." Elizabeth was slightly concerned for her brother, he was a grown man, but like her, he had a tendency not to look after himself properly.
"Gee thanks." Bones retaliated; he got snarky when he was tired. "I recon I look a trifle bit better than yourself though Liz. What's that on your shirt? Flour?"
Elizabeth blushed slightly as she looked down at herself. She was filthy, but she could clean up. Leonard looked like he was about to drop.
"Elizabeth is correct Doctor. When was the last time you slept?"
Stifling another yawn, Bones glowered at Spock and refused to answer the question.
"Lizzie, where is Caleb?" Bones asked, he may have been extremely tired, and just about to fall asleep standing, but he was fully aware that his sister and Spock had been spending more time together, alone. The slightly malicious side to his personality wanted to guilt her into thinking about her son, who she was clearly not with at this moment in time.
"He's with Scotty. That's where he is everyday at this time, you know how important it is for him to get an education." Elizabeth answered her brother, peering at him with concerned eyes.
She knew what he was trying to do. It was true that Elizabeth loved her elder brother, and over the course of their lifetime she had kept every little from him. The past half a decade aside, Elizabeth would still tell Bones almost anything, as he would with her. But she was not willing to discuss her budding relationship with Spock, she knew of Leonard's slight dislike towards the Vulcan commander. And she'd be damned if Leonard tried to ruin it for her. Feeling the turbo lift come to a halt, she glanced over at the control panel; it read that they were on deck 7, Leonard's deck.
Bones of course didn't realise that they had stopped, he was too busy eying Spock suspiciously to realise.
"Leo? Isn't this your deck?" Elizabeth questioned him.
Snapping out of his reverie, Bones looked out into the hall way. Noticing she was right, he made to leave the turbo lift, casting an accusing glare at the couple who remained in the turbo lift as the doors closed.
Once Bones was gone, Elizabeth let out a sigh, halted the lift and moved to lean back against Spock's chest, who then lightly rested his hand on her hip.
"What is his problem with you?" She asked Spock with a slightly exasperated tone.
"I do not know." Spock answered her as he rested his chin on top of her head.
Taking another deep breath, Elizabeth turned in Spock's hold, and wrapped her arms around his waist in a loose hug. She pressed the side of her face into his cheat, listening to his breathing; it was so calm and steady. It calmed her.
Feeling her pressed up against him like that, Spock felt a small smile creep its way onto his face. He reached for her chin, and forced her to look up at him. He could read the concern in her eyes, she was conflicted, not about them but about her elder brother. It would take time for them to reveal what was going on between them. He understood that, although he couldn't help but feel that it would be rather difficult now that Jim knew there was something going on.

Still looking up into Spock's eyes, Elizabeth lifted up on her tip toes to press a chaste kiss to his lips. He swiftly returned it before pulling away slightly, and commanded the lift to resume its course before they go too carried away. They would have more time for such things once they were safely away from public areas.
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