Title: An Angel in My Arms
Author: Ster Julie
Rating: PG
Genre: Romance
Codes: Sa/Am
Part 1 of 1
Summary: A missing scene from "Journey to
--ooOoo--
"Sarek?" he heard as if coming from a great distance.
"Sarek?" the sweet voice called again. "It's all over,
darling," she continued. "You are going to be fine. Can
you open your eyes?"
Sarek felt a cool, small hand brush over his head and down his cheek.
Weakly, he tried to enfold the woman in his arms. "Is this heaven?" he whispered.
The woman was startled. "Why do you ask?" she said,
cautiously. Was he in pain? Delirious?
"I seem to have an angel in my arms," Sarek replied in a breathy
voice.
The woman gave a throaty chuckle and whispered, "I'm no angel. You of all people should know *that!*"
"Then you must be my Amanda," Sarek continued.
"Were you expecting someone else?" she teased back.
Sarek managed to open his eyes just a bit.
"Are we alone?" he asked.
Amanda gave the ward a cursory glance. "Yes,
for the moment," she replied. "The others are with Spock."
"How is he?" he asked with concern.
"At the moment, he is vomiting," Amanda replied with a long-suffering
tone.
"Typical," Sarek replied, remembering the havoc medications caused
with his son's hybrid innards.
"I'm sure he will be with us soon," Amanda continued.
"Then we are alone?" Sarek repeated, raising his hands to his dear aduna's head.
"Yes," Amanda breathed, drawing nearer.
"Excellent," Sarek replied as he pulled his wife closer still.
Lips, warm and cool, met briefly. Sarek looked into Amanda's brilliant
blue eyes, then touched his forehead to hers.
Gratitude, relief and devotion echoed and resounded through their bond.
Sarek suddenly pulled back as he heard the approach of footsteps.
As Doctor McCoy and Nurse Chapel escorted a weakened Spock into his bed, Sarek
straightened his wife's overgarment and smoothed her
hair, while Amanda wiped pink lipstick from her adun's mouth. They were the
picture of decorum as the Starfleet officers turned to them.
"That's right, Ambassador, you stay right there," McCoy
groused. "Mrs. Sarek, you make sure he stays in bed."
"I've never had trouble keeping my husband in bed, Doctor," she said
with an innocent look.
Amanda was rewarded with three heads snapping her way at the double-entendre.
/See?/ she sent Sarek, / I told you I am no angel!/
END