Life RE:visited - 1 There was absolutely nothing like being shocked out of sleep. Going from pure mental bliss and physical peace to the loud, alarming sound of the computer yelling distress, was a singular experience. Of course, such a thing was common for the First Officer of the most prestigious vessel for Star Fleet. So, it was with practiced ease that Spock slid out of bed and answered his blaring communicator.
"What is it, Mr. Scott?" He asked, his voice smooth, not at all like the normal rasp he had when first waking.
"It's one of the engines, Sir," the chief engineer answered. He sounded strained and very close to having an anxiety attack.
Frowning, Spock asked, "Is it a serious enough problem that the Captain must be warned?"
"I already have been."
Jerking slightly, Spock turned
Upset Youth - 11The Wednesday after that terrible weekend was Spock's last day on Earth. And it wasn't even that long of a day. His mother had woken him up extremely early so that Winona could make them one last big breakfast. Only the smell of cooking bacon and sausages brought Jim down to join them. For the next hour or so the four of them sat eating and chatting happily. After wards it was back up to the bathroom to get washed and dressed.
In what felt like no time at all, Spock was back in the ancient truck with Jim on one side and his mother on the other. During the entire ride to the space dock, Jim and Spock talked and played with each other. It seemed that since the beginning of the trip, Spock had loosened up considerably and was finding it easier and easier to enjoy his time with Jim.
When they arrived at the space dock a strange feeling of sorrow over took Spock's heart. Resting a hand on his side, he paused a moment to look back out at the fields of Iowa. He would have sat there for a long
Upset Youth - 10After what seemed like an eternity Jim returned back downstairs. During that entire time he was gone, Spock hadn't moved, nor had the tears ceased. Kneeling back down in front of the other boy, he held something behind his back and looked sly.
"Hey, Spock. I got something for ya," Jim said, making the other boy.
A rather sudden and vivid image of a pie flying out and hitting him in the face crossed through Spock's mind. From all the time he had spent with Jim recently that didn't seem completely impossible. Clearing his throat and his mind he said, "what is it?"
What he was shown was completely different from a pie.
It was a small stuffed cat that looked it had seen a lot of love in it's lifetime. Spock blinked, confusion pushing through his morose mind. The brown, patted up cat was shaken at him slightly. Not sure what else to do, Spock reached forward and wrapped his hands around the creature.
Instantly warmth spread through his finger tips. Pulling the cat toward his chest he felt t
Upset - 9Only three days after their trip to the aquarium Spock found himself with only one weekend left in Iowa. Now, for him, that wasn't such a problem. He knew exactly how he was going to be spending it; the same way he did every weekend, with Jim. So far the other boy had managed to come up with some plan for every weekend (not to mention day), that he had been there.
Had he been anyone else, Spock might have admitted that it was fun, too.
No, the problem was with his mother. Since it was her last weekend on Earth, Winona decided that they were going to go out and do the fun things that only adults could really do.
That Saturday morning, during breakfast, Amanda had told her son that she had plans to go out that night. At first it hadn't sounded so bad. After swallowing his mouthful of watermelon he had told her to enjoy herself. Then Jim whisked him away to play in his back door neighbor's fields until dinner time. It was then that it truly hit Spock just how horrible it was that his moth
Upset - 8Spock soon caught up with Jim in the middle of an intersection of the three main paths of the aquarium. A large decremental dolphin stood on one corner happily showing the way to the dolphin exhibit. For a moment this held his attention until Jim called his name. Said boy was standing next to a pole covered in a good number of directional signs; some of them showing titles like 'clown fish cove' or 'whales' or 'angelic garden'.
"Took you long enough," Jim teasing, resting his hands on his hips and smirking at the other boy.
Before Spock could retort, the human child grabbed his hand. "Come on, Spock! Let's go see the Whales!" Jim said, his voice laced with sheer joy. Turning on the spot he dragged Spock off, still holding tightly onto his hand--this did not go unnoticed by Spock. The Vulcan child's eyes went wide and he kept glancing down to their entwined hand as if they might explode.
Quite suddenly Spock was very proud of his ability to hold his Vulcan teachings. Not a single though
Upset - 7It had been a full week since Spock arrived, with his mother, in Iowa. During that time he managed to get better acquainted with some of Jim's pets, most specifically the smaller, less dangerous ones. Those moments he had with the animals were oddly peaceful and intriguing. The rest of his time, however, was spent with Jim, who seemed determined to fit a full years worth of activity into the month that Spock was going to be there.
Speaking of all their activity; once during the week Spock found himself following Jim through a wooded area--far off from Jim's property--and wondering a rather serious question. The area was dense, muddy and very hard to navigate meaning that it would take awhile for his question to be voiced. Especially since his mother had forced him to wear jeans instead of his traditional Vulcan robes.
"Jim," Spock called up to the other boy, when he remembered his question.
Perched on top of a log, Jim turned to look at Spock, his eyes were wide and his expression was
Upset Youth - 6Dinner passed quickly and easily for Jim. As for Spock it was a slightly stressful experience. Winona had forgotten that Vulcans were vegetarians and had made, quite possibly, the biggest steaks Spock had ever seen. When she had first set the plate down in front of him he couldn't help the rather extreme expression of distaste that crossed his face. Which, in turn, caused Amanda to shoot him a full on glare for being rude.
Not a minute later Winona had taken the steak away and replaced it with a small and simple salad, much to Spock's pleasure. For the rest of the dinner Jim teased him about his 'rabbit food' while Amanda and Winona continued to talk about whatever it was they could have possibly missed during their four hours together.
After dinner, Jim shot out of his chair with the same gusto he seemed to do everything else. As he jumped out of his chair, he paused for only one second to grab Spock's wrist.
"Jim! Get back here you have to do the dishes!" Winona called after him, her
Upset Youth - 5Since there wasn't much else that could be done in a barn, or, at least, nothing that could possibly interest two eight year olds, Jim, once again, dragged Spock across his yard. He wasn't really sure where they were going but he was pretty sure that as soon as they got to, wherever they were going, Spock would like it. He hoped he liked it anyway, Vulcans were so hard to read.
They were just crossing the tall grass that separated the Kirk property from their back door neighbors when a small 'eee!' alerted both children. Glancing down, Spock noticed only one thing unusual, a large mound of fur. Arching an eyebrow he stared at the thing, wondering if that was what had made the noise.
Jim, on the other hand, exploded with joy. "Beast!" He cheered so loudly that Spock reeled backward slightly. The taller eight year old, dropped to the ground and held his hand out to the fur ball. Apparently that thing had been what had made the noise and it must have been another pet for Jim to react the
Upset Youth 4Spock was asleep for nearly four hours. Which made Jim frustratingly bored but gave their mothers more than enough time to catch up on their lives. And that is just what they did.
After fixing a simple breakfast, Amanda and Winona sat down at the small kitchen table, holding steaming cups of tea and waiting to see who would start the conversation first. Since Winona was much like her son in the sense that neither could handle silence for very long, she was the conversation starter.
"So, what's Vulcan like?" She asked.
It had begun. For the next two and a half hours, the two women traded stories of their lives; giving up both sad times and joyful times--with many secrets mixed in between. But there seemed to be one topic they were avoiding. One that was burning a whole through Winona. She just had to know more about this whole 'Pon farr' nonsense and just what was up with Serek that he had to