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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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There was a stony silence in the private quarters of Ambassador Sarek of Vulcan. He had just been informed, by a child no less, that his own son had adopted a family. It is true that Sarek had been fully aware of Spock's intentions from the moment he arrived on the ship, as much as Spock was opaque to humans; he was rather transparent to his father. The fact still remained that Sarek had been hoping the Spock would have informed him of his and Elizabeth's decisions.
Glancing down at the child, Caleb, Sarek assessed him. It was the first chance he had gotten to properly see the boy. Caleb appeared to be strong in both body and mind; it was a strange thing to see in such a young human. Sarek had only ever had close contact with his own sons when they had been so young, he tended to avoid other children, but there was something different about this child; something that set him apart from others. Taking in Caleb's physical appearance, Sarek observed the long and straggly hair he supported. Given the chance he would have had it trimmed; having such long hair on a male child seemed rather illogical. But with a human what else could be expected.
"It would appear we have much to discuss." Sarek commented. His face was like an unmoving mask.
"I concur, Father," Spock agreed, "Shall we?"
Moving over to the table did nothing to lower the tension in the room. Elizabeth couldn't believe that for the second time that day alone, her son had managed to reduce a room to utter silence for a few minuets. Her anticipated evening of hell was in full swing.
"It is apparent that things have changed since we spoke last about personal issues Spock." Sarek stated, rather than asking. "Admittedly, things have progressed rather differently to how I had anticipated."
Elizabeth was surprised, first by the fact that Spock had spoken about her to his father, second by the fact that Sarek seemed to be ok with their situation and third by the fact that Sarek had anticipated this to work out differently. "Excuse me Ambassador, but in what way were you expecting things to progress."
"Please Elizabeth; given the new light that has shone on this situation, you son referring to myself as 'Grandpa', it is only right that you address me as Sarek. There is no need to maintain the formalities." Sarek looked upon the young woman who seemed to have ensnared his son's heart. "As to my formed anticipations, I had hoped to meet the woman my son was planning on bonding with properly before the bonding process had begun."
"Excuse me?" Elizabeth sounded shocked.
"Father, I must protest. Please refrain from this line of enquiry." Spock was alarmed, that was clear from the tone of his voice, but it had a firm edge to it.
"No, please Sarek, continue." Elizabeth insisted, glaring at Spock. He was keeping something from her and she knew it. At least Spock had the decency to look sheepish under her glare, well as sheepish as a Vulcan can.
"I was under the impression that you were connected." Sarek paused looking between the two of them, gauging their reactions to his words. "From the transparent questioning Spock instigated some time ago, it seemed that you had initiated a belated form of the Koon'ul."
"The what?" He may as well have been speaking gibberish as far as Elizabeth was concerned. She could understand, and communicate her point in Vulcan, but the intricacies of the language and the society remained a mystery to her.
"The Koon'ul is a form of marriage engagement that takes place between two Vulcan children at the age of seven. It had appeared to me that Spock has managed to bond with you in this way. Although if I was mistaken I apologise." Sarek answered.
"It's fine Sarek, but please enlighten me. What does this Koon thingy do, what type of bond does it form?" Elizabeth had a feeling that she wasn't going to like his answer.
"Koon'ul. That rather depends on the two involved. In Vulcan children it is a contract that would be finalised upon them choosing to complete their bonding at a later date. However in adults, where the bond is instigated accidentally, more often than not, it can create a crude form of the tel-tor, the final marriage ceremony. This would give the participants a way to communicate telepathically. In a sense they maintain a permanent mind meld."
Elizabeth paled. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. She and Spock were unintentionally engaged, they had been for weeks. She didn't know what to think, sure she loved Spock. She loved him so much she was willing to allow Caleb to call him 'dad', but marriage? She had always wanted to get married; all hopes of that ever happening had flown out of the window when Caleb had been born. When she met Spock that hope she had always had re-ignited itself in the deepest corners of her mind, but to find out that in the eyes of Vulcan society she was already engaged without her knowing consent was rather alarming.
Caleb had been listening closely to the conversation being had by the adults in the room. He did that a lot. Just listened, it's how he preferred to learn things. He would listen to how adults spoke to each other and would repeat it from time to time. It was how he managed to seem so much older than he actually was. It had gotten him in trouble sometimes, but most of the time it worked to his advantage. But right now all he could think about was the fact that in Vulcan society people got engaged when they were seven. That fact really bothered him; he didn't want to get engaged to a girl. No, that was just gross.
"Daddy." Caleb turned to Spock, staring him in the eye. There had been a lull in the conversation and Caleb was going to seize it. "I don't want to have to do the Koon'ul thingy that Grandpa Sarek was talking about."
Spock's eyes widened slightly as he felt Elizabeth freeze once more beside him. Before he could answer however, his father did.
"Child, you have no reason to worry about undergoing the Koon'ul. It is a practice for Vulcan children, not human children."
"But I am Vulcan." Caleb answered before Elizabeth or Spock could stop him.
‘Shit’ Elizabeth thought, ‘I tried so hard to stop this from happening. I didn't want them knowing about his heritage.’
‘I am aware Elizabeth. However it would appear that the cat is out of the bag, to use the old Earth colloquialism.’ Spock answered her; he knew how much she had been dreading this evening. He was now beginning to understand her apprehension.
‘That's not funny, and you're still in trouble.’ If she had been speaking out loud, she would have been yelling at him. ‘So stop it and help me fix this.’
‘How do you suggest I do that?’ Spock was at a genuine loss as to how to fix this situation. His elder counterpart may have learned how to manipulate the truth, but this was a skill that he had yet to learn. Spock realised his mistake in the phrasing in his question came back at him through their link.
‘That is not helping!’ She 'yelled' again, and then said more to herself ‘Oh god; we sound like an old married couple.’
Spock made the mistake of answering her again, he was attempting to comfort her but was doing anything but. ‘Elizabeth, you are not my adun'a, we are simply engaged to marry.’
‘Still not helping!’
"Spock!" Sarek turned on his own son. "Explain this."
"Father, I do not think it would be wise to do so." Spock's outward appearance seemed to be calm; Elizabeth hated the fact that he seemed so calm. There was nothing to be calm about.
"Please, Sarek. The situation regarding my son's conception is a difficult one, which I have not yet fully discussed with Spock, though I have a feeling he has figured it out. Now if you please, I would rather not discuss this right now, not in front of my child." Throughout this speech, Elizabeth had had her hands pressed over Caleb's ears in the hope it would muffle some of what she was saying. "I would be willing to go through into another room to fully discuss this, but not with my son present."
Sarek was stiff, his face masking his emotions. "That would be acceptable." And rising from his seat, strode across the room to a side door.
"Caleb stay here for a minute please." Elizabeth instructed her son as she made to stand. Spock was stood beside her patiently waiting for her.
"Ok Momma."
"Good boy."
Taking the arm that Spock offered her, and they began to follow in the path of Sarek. But before they could reach their destination, Elizabeth stumbled. She was feeling woozy, and she sank down onto her knees, Spock supporting her to the floor.
"Elizabeth, what is wrong?" Although his tone was still calm, his thoughts were anything but.
"I don't know. I don't feel so good." She had gone incredibly pale and her eyes appeared to glaze over slightly.
"I'm taking you to the medical bay." Spock told her with a steady voice, as he gathered her into his arms before she could protest. "Caleb, come with us please."
Without question Caleb followed Spock and his mother out of the door, as Sarek looked on.

It had been a rather quiet day for Bones in the medical bay. A few sprained wrists and a broken toe, nothing too major. He was glad that Jim had made Lizzie take the day off; it meant she could keep an eye on the sprog and leave him to have some peace and quiet for a whole day. It wasn't that Bones didn't like his nephew, he actually would admit that he loved the kid, but Bones had always liked alone time. With Caleb around this was a difficult thing to accomplish.
To top it off, it was nearly the end of his shift and he had plans to go straight to his quarters and treat himself to a night cap. Plus the chances of anyone coming in at this time of night was remote, and if anything did it wouldn't be major.
Bones eyes were drawn to the door as it opened to reveal Spock clutching a very pale Lizzie to his chest.
"What the hell happened?" Bones demanded trying to keep his 'indoor voice' under control.
"I'm fine Leo, Spock is just over reacting."
"Dr McCoy, she collapsed when walking. It was logical to bring her to the medical bay." Spock countered as he placed her down on one of the bio beds. "I have also observed that Elizabeth has gained a pale complexion.
"That's all well and good. But what the hell were you two doing together at this time of night?" Bones questioned, suspiciously eyeing his sister.
"For god sake Leo, it doesn't matter. Just check me over so I can leave." Elizabeth demanded, she didn't need this crap, not after the day she had had.
"Fine, Spock go over there." Bones told Spock as he gestured over to the door where a confused Caleb was standing. "Keep an eye on the Sprog, don't let him touch anything."
Spock reluctantly moved over towards Caleb, keeping a longing eye on Elizabeth as Caleb started to ask him questions in a hushed tone.

Bones ran a series of tests for ten minuets, and he was unable to find anything seriously wrong with her. If it had been anyone else he would have given up by now, but this was his baby sister. He was grasping for straws as he ran the last test he could think of, a pregnancy test. He was convinced that the result would be negative, she didn't have a boyfriend, and if she had been pregnant before coming on board, she would have been showing by now.
Glancing down at the results, Bones felt his heart stop as he read positive. Choosing to remain calm on the outside, he ran the test again only to get the same result. His eyes flashed dangerously, someone on board this ship, right now, had violated his sister. The scanner in his hand beeped, drawing his attention back to it. The foetus had and increased level of copper in its system.
Dropping the scanner Bones stormed over towards the door. He was seeing red. He heard Elizabeth call out to him, asking him what he was doing, but he didn't answer. As he reached Spock, the Vulcan looked expectantly at him.
Reaching back his fist he went to punch Spock in the face, and screaming with rage yelled, "You got my sister pregnant, you asshole!"
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