Disclaimers: Star Trek in all its forms
belongs to Gene Rodenberry and the corporations. I am just borrowing the
universe for a while. This is a fan
fiction and not intended for sale or profit.
Summary: Sarek's condition worries Soran.
Rating: Pg-13
Archive: Selek if you want it anyone else just let me know where.
By: FireStar AKA Lisa
I Am What?
Soran found the Ambassador to the Federation meditating. This was not an
unusual event as the conference had been especially long and difficult. The
Ambassador had seemed pensive and easily distracted of late. Soran was
concerned to the reason why? His long time friend seemed to be overly emotional
lately. It was not something Soran had ever expected to see. Sarek had one of
the most ordered and logical minds on all of Vulcan. He had been a renowned
computer programmer from the age of twelve and his mind often found solutions
to problems and events that would elude diplomats that are even more
experienced. Now however he was impatient and almost rude. Had Soran known it
was impossible he would have sworn his old friend was in the Plak Tow fever after a Pon Farr.
Soran watched as Sarek seemed to be moving through the ancient forms. It was
not the quiet reflection he had expected to find.
"Shal'ie you are needed in the conference room.
Dinner will soon start."
Sarek sighed. "Do they have any chocolate ice cream?"
Soran brow rose.
"I find that I am craving ice cream." Sarek said, "I assume that
the craving is coming from Amanda."
Soran took a deep and relived breath. Of course it all made perfect sense now.
Sarek was getting emotional feedback from his human wife. Her emotions were
high and rampant during her pregnancy and it was affecting her mate. Sarek was
getting an emotional high and he was sharing her unusual cravings.
Just then, Sarek turned and ran out. Amanda this is not a good thing. Sarek sent.
Amanda took a bite of her chocolate ice cream. Sarek it is only fair. I am
sharing my hunger for the ice cream. She giggled. He is your son too.
Men are not supposed to get morning sickness. Especially not at
Sarek, how was I to know this was going to happen. It is not my fault you are
an old worrywart. You said you wanted to be involved. Losing his lunch Sarek
sent. Not like this!
Soran brought him a bucket and a clean cloth. He repressed a smile as he
recalled his wife is transferring some of her discomfort. Maybe humans and
Vulcans really were a lot alike. At least the females making
the men ill. Then again, they did have a point. It was logical to share
the pain as well as the pleasure.
Sarek recalled Amanda has shocked words not a month ago..
"I am What?"
Sarek cleaned up and decided it was a mutual project both had to share. Even if he found the idea distasteful.
Sarek for the first time understood John Grayson's remarks.
"Thank God, I never had to say those words. I know the race would end if
men had to say this. After all we could never take being pregnant. So thank God
I never had to say - "I Am What?"
The End