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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Spock couldn't stop the snarl erupt from his chest. He knew Stark, he knew him well. When he had been a child, Stark had been one of the children that had tormented him for years. Several times, physical altercations had taken place, Spock almost always coming off worse. Three on one in a fight never works out well for the one. What bothered Spock more is that Stark and he had reconciled their differences when they had reached a higher level of maturity. Although Spock couldn't recall the last time that he had seen Stark, he would have gone as to say that they were friends. Spock wasn't sure if Stark had perished in the genocide upon Vulcan, but is he hadn't Spock would rip him limb from limb. His rage was growing at the mere thought of Stark touching his Elizabeth. Spock felt a hand press to his face and a thumb slowly stroke over his cheek bone. Forcing himself back, he raised his eyes to meet Elizabeth's. They were filled with worry for him. "I'm so sorry my K'diwa." Spock said to her, barely whispering, as he pressed his forehead to hers. "I'm so sorry." "Spock, there is nothing for you to be sorry about. You didn't make him do it." She whispered back, continuing to ghost her thumb over his cheek bone in a soothing motion. "Elizabeth, I know who he is. He is one of the children who used to abuse me as a young child." Spock told her, closing his eyes at the feeling of her hand on his face as he leant into it slightly. "Hush, it'll be ok. I've moved on now. Look at Caleb; look at what he's like. He's kind, loving and honest. He's something we can all be proud of." Elizabeth was still trying to calm the rage she knew he was repressing. Elizabeth took his hand and pressed it to her stomach, interlacing her fingers with his. "We have something, and nothing that happened in the past is gonna ruin that for me. So don't let it bother you either." Sarek noticed the movement that Elizabeth took, placing Spock's hand on her stomach. He had only ever seen that action take place when the woman was expecting, Amanda had done that with him frequently when Spock was in utero and moving. Sarek smiled secretively, it looked to him that he was going to become a grandfather to another child. There was a comfortable silence for a short while. The collective group were privately reflecting on the discussion they had had. Before a ship wide announcement broke it. "This is your Captain speaking, could all Vulcan delegates and senior officers please report to the bridge immediately." Jim's voice came over the intercom system. "Oh and if Elizabeth McCoy could come as well, that would be great. Kirk out." Rising to their feet without uttering a single syllable, the three walked out and headed for the bridge.
Jim sat back in his chair after making his announcement. Caleb was sat on his knee, as Jim looked tentatively towards the view screen. They had found what they had spent so many weeks searching for. Sybok's ship. At the moment they were only receiving long range scans, but it was enough to identify the ship. Jim wasn't sure of what to expect. Starfleet didn't have that much Intel on Sybok or his movements, so actually being able to figure out how to deal with this guy was proving to be rather difficult. If it would have done any good, Jim would have asked Spock for help with the issue, but as Spock hadn't had any contact with his elder brother for over ten years it would have proved useless, the same could be said of Sarek.
In all honesty, Jim was hoping for a smooth transaction. He really didn't like the idea of taking the Enterprise into battle, he didn't know anything about Sybok's ship, so he had no idea what would happen if an altercation took place. He turned in his chair as his senior officers filed onto the bridge. "Captain we are being hailed." Uhura stated with a hint of confusion in her voice. "How is that possible? They shouldn't be able to detect us from this distance." Jim asked, confused himself. "I don't know sir." Was all Uhura could say. "Should I accept their hail?" Jim took a quick glance around the room, Spock and Elizabeth still weren't there. He was hoping to have Caleb off the bridge when he addressed the other ship for the first time. But the only people he trusted Caleb with had to remain on the Bridge right now, and without his mother here to look after him, it looked like Caleb was staying put for a moment. "Sure, patch them through." The face of a shaggy haired man appeared on the view screen, in place of the ship that had been there moments earlier. "This is Captain James T. Kirk of the USS Enterprise, to whom am I speaking." Jim spoke, using his best diplomatic voice. The effect was ruined slightly by the presence of Caleb in his lap, but he didn't really care. "I'm Sybok, welcome to this little corner of the Universe James. To what do we own the pleasure of your company?" Sybok responded. So this was Spock's big brother. Jim was amazed by how different they looked. Jim was used to seeing Vulcans as a very well groomed society, even Caleb, with his longer hair was well groomed. Sybok looked so unkempt it was odd. Sybok had also used a conjunction, Jim wasn't sure if he had ever heard Spock or any other Vulcan to that. Caleb didn't count, he was just a child. "My ship was asked to come here to look for you as a matter of fact." Sybok looked slightly surprised. It creeped Jim out a little, seeing a Vulcan express emotion so openly was unnerving. "Why would the Federation be looking for me and little ship?" Sybok asked, he was becoming suspicious. Jim was distracted from answering when he heard the doors of the Bridge hiss open, turning his chair once more, he noted that Spock and Sarek had joined the group, with Elizabeth hovering somewhere nearby. Signalling to Nyota to cut off the sound, Jim leaned forwards and lifted Caleb to the floor."Caleb, go stand with your mom." Jim told the child, before gently pushing him in right direction, not allowing time for an answer back. "Spock, Ambassador, could you both come up here please. I have someone here who would probably like to talk to you."
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