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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
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Trek, or any of the characters belonging to the franchise. I do not make money from writing this, it's just for fun.

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"Okay, so let me get this straight." Lieutenant Nyota Uhura said as she pinched the bridge of her nose. "This was a peaceful diplomatic mission, but now we are going to arrest their leader and take their ship into custody, because of a crime that took place five years ago. But we aren't allowed to know what this crime was and who the victim was?"
"Exactly." Jim said brightly. "I'm glad you understand."
"No, I don't understand. Why has it taken this long to bring this guy into custody? I thought the Vulcans were exceptional when finding criminals, being that so few Vulcans ever commit crimes." Nyota fired back; nothing about what they had just been told made much sense.
"You will find, Lieutenant, that whilst your assessment of our justice system is correct. The Vulcan high command was unaware that the crime had taken place until very recently, therefore rendering our investigation new." Sarek interjected.
"I mean no disrespect Ambassador, but how do you know this man is guilty? We haven't even seen his face. Our only point of contact with the rebels has been Sybok." Nyota reasoned, trying to puzzle everything out. She was right though, without all of the information, what was being asked of the crew did seem odd, if not a little insane.
"I fully understand your opposition, Lieutenant. And I assure you, our findings in the matter are just and true. There is no doubt that Stark is the man we want, and my son has known him well prior to the crime he committed. I doubt that you would question my son's logic in the matter of identifying Stark."
Nyota sat back in her chair. The last statement from Sarek had been a final one, and she had to bite her tongue to stop herself from saying anything further. Of course she didn't doubt Spock. Sure their relationship had ended several years ago but she still trusted his judgement, but she couldn't forget the sound that ripped its way from his chest when the second voice came through the link to the other ship. It had been so animalistic. So protective. Nyota knew that whatever was going on, it had something to do with Elizabeth, anyone with a brain cell would be able to work that out. Deciding to disregard the Ambassador's tone of voice, Nyota pressed on.
"So how exactly are you planning on getting Stark to co-operate? The man has already thrown away the culture in which he was raised; he's not exactly going to come along nicely is he?"
"Uhura, stop it." Jim demanded. "We've got all of this figured out."
"No you haven't. I know when you're lying James." She snapped back. "Anyone who was on that bridge earlier already knows this involves Elizabeth, the reaction from Spock told us all that."
"Captain, it appears you have reached a stalemate with Lieutenant Uhura." Spock commented.
Murmuring under his breath, Jim commented sarcastically. "No really?"
Returning his voice to a normal volume, Jim continued. "Fine, yes. This does involve Elizabeth. But it is not my place to discuss the reasons behind this. To be completely honest, I'm not even supposed to know. So don't go poking around. The less she knows about all of this the better it'll be for her." His tone was a warning one, daring any of them to even think about disregarding what he was saying.
"Okay, I understand that. But you still haven't answered my question. How are you going to get him to co-operate?" Nyota reasoned. She wasn't going to push her luck.
"I am going to call the right of puk-tor. Upon his defeat he should surrender himself to me." Spock informed the room.
"Puk-tor." Nyota mumbled under her breath, she was thinking of the translation. "You're going to fight him? Spock are you crazy?" She gasped.
The room filled with sounds of a general consensus with Nyota's comment. Most of them knew that, while Spock was a lot stronger than any of them, he would struggle against a full blooded Vulcan.
"Yes, I am going to fight with him. It is my right to do so." Spock commented. He had anticipated negative reactions from his crewmates, especially Nyota.
"But he could kill you." Nyota protested. Sure, she didn't care for him in the same why she had in years previous, but she still cared for him. Also, if something happened to him, she didn't know what it would do to Elizabeth. Nyota had become rather fond of the woman. They would often have coffee together when Elizabeth could spare a moment, they had become friends. So Nyota knew of the ¼ Vulcan child that was growing inside Elizabeth as they spoke. Elizabeth was already raising one child on her own; she didn't need a new baby on top of that without Spock being there to help.
"Nyota." Spock spoke softly. "I need to do this. There is nothing that can be done. Stark is a criminal, he has committed a most heinous crime, and for that he needs to be punished. His victims need to be provided with a sense of justice."
Nyota could hear in Spock's voice alone that he did need to do this. It mattered, and there was no way she would be able to talk him out of it. She sighed in defeat.

"Momma is this right?" Caleb asked. He was covered in flour and looked completely adorable.
Elizabeth liked having Caleb help her in the kitchen sometimes, it taught him life skills and they always had fun baking together. Right now they were working on making Jim a birthday cake, and Caleb was measuring out the ingredients for the filling.
Elizabeth walked over to her son and checked the balance on the scale; he had got it perfectly measured out. "Yea, you've got it sweetheart. Go put it in the bowl."
She ran her hands through his thick dark hair. He really needed a haircut, but he wanted to grow it out. If she wasn't careful people would start and think he was a girl. It already was constantly in his eyes, and it brushed against the top of his shoulders at the back. Elizabeth was so thankful she had asked the hairdresser to layer his hair last time she's taken him. Caleb's hair would have looked ridiculous otherwise.
"Momma, help me mix it?" Caleb asked. He wasn't strong enough to mix the thick butter cream yet.
"Sure thing baby."
Standing behind him, Elizabeth placed her hand over his and using a fast rhythmic action, proceeded to whip up the cherry flavoured butter cream. A tiny amount splashed back and landed on Caleb's face, causing him to giggle.
Before long the butter cream had been distributed into a piping bag, and Elizabeth had lifted Caleb to sit on the countertop so he could lick the bowl out. Just as she was about to turn to start clearing away, Elizabeth heard the doors open. Her eyes flew to the door to see Nyota come into the room.
At the sight of the galley, Nyota lifted an eyebrow at the destruction that seemed to reach every flat surface of the room. Elizabeth only shrugged in response, leaving devastation in her wake was her method, she wasn't about to change that now. Elizabeth noticed that Nyota looked slightly flustered.
Grinning at her friend, Elizabeth crossed the room and put a kettle on. She had a feeling that Nyota could do with some tea. "So what's eating you up inside?"
Nyota jest let out a groan as she took a seat on one of the bar stools that Elizabeth had recently added to the room.
Caleb who had been distracted by the bowl of icing up until that point looked up and noticed that he and his mother were no longer alone. "Hiya Nyota!" He chirped before returning to his bowl.
"Hey there Caleb? What have you and your mom being doing?" Nyota asked, a soft smile gracing her lips.
"We're making a cake for Uncle Jim's birthday. But you can't tell anyone, it's a surprise." Caleb told her, a tone of utmost seriousness in his voice.
"Okay little man, I won't tell anyone." She told him with a wink, before turning her attention back to Elizabeth. "I know I used to see him, but I don't know how you put up with Spock sometimes."
Elizabeth let out a laugh again. "Why? What's he done now?"
"He's just so ridiculous sometimes. Says he's going to do something crazy dangerous, but then won't say why, just that it's his right to initiate a puk-tor and that he 'needs' to do it." Nyota complained as she rested her head on her crossed forearms.
Due to her prone position Nyota didn't notice Elizabeth tense up.

"He’s initiating a what?"
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