A Life Story
Title: A Life Story
Author: fanficfemme
Characters/Pairings: Spock/Uhura
Rating: R
Warnings: Mature Subject Matter,Drama
A/N: Angst, Miscommunication. No beta on this, so please keep in mind.
Summary: Soap Opera drama in the ST Reboot world. Takes place after Nero and picking up where the movie left off. Mature subject matter, so kids....do not enter!
In the aftermath of the tragedy that befell Vulcan and its people, the Enterprise and its current crew of now experienced cadets and young officers were silent as each one regarded the incredulity of the past days' events. On its return course following the destruction of the Narada, the ship was eerily silent. All of its members were exhausted and weary but steadily pushing onward desperate to return to Starfleet Academy.
Nyota impatiently waited for Spock to come to her quarters so that they could spend what little time they had left together before reaching Earth. She paced slowly in her room as she thought of how to handle this delicate situation with Spock and the loss of his mother and home. She wondered if she had done the right thing earlier in the turbo lift. But then she recalled how he had held her tightly and breathed into her shoulder as she grieved for him when she knew that he could not.
She loved him deeply- that was clear and he knew this. She never hid her feelings from him and she never asked for any more than he could or was willing to offer. It was the right thing to do and she would not push him emotionally tonight when he came to her. If he came to her.
Two hours had passed and he still had not come to her. Nyota undressed and prepared herself for bed. She made sure that she wore something modest and appropriate in the event that he did visit her later on in the night. Their relationship had not progressed to that level yet. Their intimacy was close, like that of true and dear friends, but not of lovers. They had not even talked about it. She had surmised that perhaps he was bashful about the topic or (probably more likely) that he did not want to stress the boundaries of academy regulations where their relationship was concerned. But that did not keep her from wondering, and...dreaming.
Later as the Enterprise docked into the space station, Nyota could not help but wonder how her Vulcan was fairing. She had not seen him since their heartfelt goodbyes in the transporter room. She wondered if he was embarrassed about his actions then. Spock had not come to see her last night and she knew now that she wouldn't be alone with him until they have been on Earth for some time. The media and Federation suits would be all over them as soon as they reach the Academy and once the reporting and briefings began, there would be no time left for much else.
In passing, they would greet each other, however, she with a smile and he with a nod. Time seemed to whirl as there was so much to do in preparation for disembarking and returning to San Francisco.
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Three days had passed when she answered the chime to her door and found a tired Spock standing before her. She gave him a brilliant smile and gestured for him to come inside. Her quarters were bare and all of her belongings were packed and ready for transport.
When she noticed his eyes roaming around her room she explained, "I know that I'm a little early for packing, but I just couldn't stay in here after Gaila..."
"I understand. Have you secured an alternate room in the dormitory, then?" he asked.
"No, actually, I decided to stay off campus in an apartment complex nearby. It's a little expensive, but it isn't for long and I needed a change of scenery." Nyota replied casually.
He knew that she would have a difficult time with her friends being gone and the academy being so changed after Nero. He was pleased that she sought a solution for herself so quickly.
Nyota sat down on the edge of one of the two beds as she motioned for him to join her. Careful not to disturb the boxes on the opposite bed, Spock lowered himself on what he presumed was her roommate's bunk.
"Nyota, I apologize for not contacting you sooner. I have been in meetings and talks with the Vulcan elders regarding relocation of the survivors and establishment of the new colony. They are quite lengthy as there is much to do."
"I understand, Spock. There is no need to apologize. There are many things more important than chatting with me right now. How is your father?"
"He thrives. Sarek is, of course, among those who are in charge of the new colonization efforts. It is with him who I am spending most of my time. We are in discussion over certain topics which we have yet to agree upon."
Spock sounded a little dismayed at his revelation and Nyota noticed that he looked away from her then.
"I hope all will work out. It is a very difficult time for you both. What will be your roll in the colonization efforts?"
"That is yet to be determined and among those topics which we are in dispute." He sighed ever so slightly then and looked directly at her. "I must inform you that I will be gone for the remainder of the academic year. I will not be able to watch you graduate although I very much desire to do so."
Surprised at his news, Nyota's face fell. Graduation from Starfleet Academy was one of the most important events in her life and she was looking forward to sharing it with him.
"I see. Will you be returning soon afterward?"
"Not to the Academy, but I will be onboard the Enterprise to report for my first day of duty as Science Officer. I am scheduled to leave San Francisco this evening at 1900 hours."
"Spock, that's in three hours! You mean to tell me that I won't see you again until the Enterprise?" Nyota knew she was sounding desperate. She hated it when she did this. She corrected herself soon enough, however, and continued coolly. "I assume you will be traveling with your father and the elders, then?"
He nodded.
"During those eight months, will you be able to contact me?" she asked him quietly.
"I will always endeavor to maintain contact with you, Nyota. I do not know how frequently I will be able to do so, but you will always know where I am." he reassured her.
"Then I'm glad. I will miss you, but I'm proud and happy to know that you are away doing this for Vulcan and your people." Her smile returned again and she could tell that he felt relieved now.
Nyota lowered her head and looked down at her hands. Silently, he moved from the bed opposite her and sat beside her on her bed. Turning, he gently tilted her chin up toward him and she looked into his eyes.
"You will always know where I am." he said again quietly, "Please do not fret."
She nodded slowly. He leaned in toward her and kissed her gently on the lips. It was the slow and tender kind of kiss that made Nyota surge inside. She had always found these types of chaste touches the most desirable as they held the certain promise of much more to come. The question now, of course, was when? Perhaps tonight before he leaves...perhaps now. She very much wanted to be with him finally in the way that would officially make them lovers in every sense of the word. She wanted it so much. But she was not sure about him. She didn't want to push him into anything especially during this time of despair.
Really, what are you thinking? Sex? Right now? The man is grieving for crying out loud....have some class.
"I regret that I cannot stay long. I will contact you again before boarding my ship. I look to the day when we are reunited, Nyota."
Nyota melted as he spoke softly to her- his voice lulling her into a trance that she could not resist. She reached up to touch his cheek, tracing her fingers softly alongside his face and jaw. She kissed him this time as he held her in a warm embrace.
And so it went on like this. For the next hour they spoke softly to each other as Nyota lay in Spock's arms.
He told her of the tasks that await him on the new planet and the worries that he had about some of the things that the elders expected from their colonization. She longed for more time. His chest was so warm against her cheek and the touch of his fingers running through her long tresses made her body hum.
Soon it was time for them to part. He gave her a long and languid? kiss and touched his forehead to hers. "I will be with you again soon. Farewell, Nyota."
Author: fanficfemme
Characters/Pairings: Spock/Uhura
Rating: R
Warnings: Mature Subject Matter,Drama
A/N: Angst, Miscommunication. No beta on this, so please keep in mind.
Summary: Soap Opera drama in the ST Reboot world. Takes place after Nero and picking up where the movie left off. Mature subject matter, so kids....do not enter!
In the aftermath of the tragedy that befell Vulcan and its people, the Enterprise and its current crew of now experienced cadets and young officers were silent as each one regarded the incredulity of the past days' events. On its return course following the destruction of the Narada, the ship was eerily silent. All of its members were exhausted and weary but steadily pushing onward desperate to return to Starfleet Academy.
Nyota impatiently waited for Spock to come to her quarters so that they could spend what little time they had left together before reaching Earth. She paced slowly in her room as she thought of how to handle this delicate situation with Spock and the loss of his mother and home. She wondered if she had done the right thing earlier in the turbo lift. But then she recalled how he had held her tightly and breathed into her shoulder as she grieved for him when she knew that he could not.
She loved him deeply- that was clear and he knew this. She never hid her feelings from him and she never asked for any more than he could or was willing to offer. It was the right thing to do and she would not push him emotionally tonight when he came to her. If he came to her.
Two hours had passed and he still had not come to her. Nyota undressed and prepared herself for bed. She made sure that she wore something modest and appropriate in the event that he did visit her later on in the night. Their relationship had not progressed to that level yet. Their intimacy was close, like that of true and dear friends, but not of lovers. They had not even talked about it. She had surmised that perhaps he was bashful about the topic or (probably more likely) that he did not want to stress the boundaries of academy regulations where their relationship was concerned. But that did not keep her from wondering, and...dreaming.
Later as the Enterprise docked into the space station, Nyota could not help but wonder how her Vulcan was fairing. She had not seen him since their heartfelt goodbyes in the transporter room. She wondered if he was embarrassed about his actions then. Spock had not come to see her last night and she knew now that she wouldn't be alone with him until they have been on Earth for some time. The media and Federation suits would be all over them as soon as they reach the Academy and once the reporting and briefings began, there would be no time left for much else.
In passing, they would greet each other, however, she with a smile and he with a nod. Time seemed to whirl as there was so much to do in preparation for disembarking and returning to San Francisco.
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Three days had passed when she answered the chime to her door and found a tired Spock standing before her. She gave him a brilliant smile and gestured for him to come inside. Her quarters were bare and all of her belongings were packed and ready for transport.
When she noticed his eyes roaming around her room she explained, "I know that I'm a little early for packing, but I just couldn't stay in here after Gaila..."
"I understand. Have you secured an alternate room in the dormitory, then?" he asked.
"No, actually, I decided to stay off campus in an apartment complex nearby. It's a little expensive, but it isn't for long and I needed a change of scenery." Nyota replied casually.
He knew that she would have a difficult time with her friends being gone and the academy being so changed after Nero. He was pleased that she sought a solution for herself so quickly.
Nyota sat down on the edge of one of the two beds as she motioned for him to join her. Careful not to disturb the boxes on the opposite bed, Spock lowered himself on what he presumed was her roommate's bunk.
"Nyota, I apologize for not contacting you sooner. I have been in meetings and talks with the Vulcan elders regarding relocation of the survivors and establishment of the new colony. They are quite lengthy as there is much to do."
"I understand, Spock. There is no need to apologize. There are many things more important than chatting with me right now. How is your father?"
"He thrives. Sarek is, of course, among those who are in charge of the new colonization efforts. It is with him who I am spending most of my time. We are in discussion over certain topics which we have yet to agree upon."
Spock sounded a little dismayed at his revelation and Nyota noticed that he looked away from her then.
"I hope all will work out. It is a very difficult time for you both. What will be your roll in the colonization efforts?"
"That is yet to be determined and among those topics which we are in dispute." He sighed ever so slightly then and looked directly at her. "I must inform you that I will be gone for the remainder of the academic year. I will not be able to watch you graduate although I very much desire to do so."
Surprised at his news, Nyota's face fell. Graduation from Starfleet Academy was one of the most important events in her life and she was looking forward to sharing it with him.
"I see. Will you be returning soon afterward?"
"Not to the Academy, but I will be onboard the Enterprise to report for my first day of duty as Science Officer. I am scheduled to leave San Francisco this evening at 1900 hours."
"Spock, that's in three hours! You mean to tell me that I won't see you again until the Enterprise?" Nyota knew she was sounding desperate. She hated it when she did this. She corrected herself soon enough, however, and continued coolly. "I assume you will be traveling with your father and the elders, then?"
He nodded.
"During those eight months, will you be able to contact me?" she asked him quietly.
"I will always endeavor to maintain contact with you, Nyota. I do not know how frequently I will be able to do so, but you will always know where I am." he reassured her.
"Then I'm glad. I will miss you, but I'm proud and happy to know that you are away doing this for Vulcan and your people." Her smile returned again and she could tell that he felt relieved now.
Nyota lowered her head and looked down at her hands. Silently, he moved from the bed opposite her and sat beside her on her bed. Turning, he gently tilted her chin up toward him and she looked into his eyes.
"You will always know where I am." he said again quietly, "Please do not fret."
She nodded slowly. He leaned in toward her and kissed her gently on the lips. It was the slow and tender kind of kiss that made Nyota surge inside. She had always found these types of chaste touches the most desirable as they held the certain promise of much more to come. The question now, of course, was when? Perhaps tonight before he leaves...perhaps now. She very much wanted to be with him finally in the way that would officially make them lovers in every sense of the word. She wanted it so much. But she was not sure about him. She didn't want to push him into anything especially during this time of despair.
Really, what are you thinking? Sex? Right now? The man is grieving for crying out loud....have some class.
"I regret that I cannot stay long. I will contact you again before boarding my ship. I look to the day when we are reunited, Nyota."
Nyota melted as he spoke softly to her- his voice lulling her into a trance that she could not resist. She reached up to touch his cheek, tracing her fingers softly alongside his face and jaw. She kissed him this time as he held her in a warm embrace.
And so it went on like this. For the next hour they spoke softly to each other as Nyota lay in Spock's arms.
He told her of the tasks that await him on the new planet and the worries that he had about some of the things that the elders expected from their colonization. She longed for more time. His chest was so warm against her cheek and the touch of his fingers running through her long tresses made her body hum.
Soon it was time for them to part. He gave her a long and languid? kiss and touched his forehead to hers. "I will be with you again soon. Farewell, Nyota."