Title: Messages
Author: Ster Julie
Codes: TOS; Spock, Sarek
Rating: PG
Part 1 of 1 – No, really, this is a one-shot. All plot bunnies will be
sent to plot bunny heaven!
Summary: Spock is going into pon farr. Sarek is not answering his calls, so he leaves
messages for his father.
A/N: Vulcan word from that wonderful resource, the Vulcan Language
Dictionary. I can't remember where I appropriated "Sa-Sa" from
as a diminutive of "Samekh Sarek," so thank
you, whoever you are!
--ooOoo-
1. Greetings, Father. It is imperative that I speak with you at
your first opportunity. I… I believe… I have reason to believe that I am
entering into pon farr.
I have many questions.
2. Samekh? Samekh, it
is I, Spohkh. Please, Samekh,
I have many questions. I do not sense T'Pring
in my mind at all. The link is dormant. I do not know if she knows
of my need. Who makes the arrangements for us, Samekh?
Please, please pick up. Please put aside our differences and talk to
me. Samekh?
3. Samekh, our ship is on course for Vulcan. We
should make planetfall in three days. Samekh,
how am I to endure this wait? Please return my call. I need you.
4. Samekh, I went ahead and called T'Pau myself to
make the arrangements. She said will summon T'Pring
to koon-ut kali-fee. Please forgive the lack of
video with this message. I… I destroyed my monitor in a fit of
anger. Samekh, what can I do to keep the
madness at bay? Sa-Sa, please, please return my call! I am so… so
anxious. I am frightened. Sa-Sa!
5. We are in orbit. I am about to beam down to the ancestral lands.
Will you be there? Will you stand with me? Please stand with me,
please! (Breathe, Spock. Take deep breaths. You can do
it. Just hold on a little while longer.) My two friends are here and
will stand with me so I won't be alone. Please be there.
6. It is done. T'Pring dared the
challenge. I battled my captain my friend. I gave T'Pring away. My captain is dead. I will turn
myself in to the authorities for the murder of Captain Kirk. You will not
be bothered by your vrekasht son again. Say
farewell to Mother for me. Tell her I'm sorry. She was right all
along about T'Pring. Live long and… Live long…
"Ponfo mirann,"
Sarek muttered as he viewed the messages. T'Pau had filled him in on what
had happened at the ancestral grounds. Amanda had been right all along
about that… about T'Pring…
As he read through Spock's messages, Sarek saw his son's growing anxiety and
heard the disappointment, the madness building in his voice. Still, Sarek
had his own stubborn pride which refused to acknowledge Spock as his son until
the youth repented of his act of disobedience eighteen years prior.
Sarek gasped at the sudden pain in his side. His healer had sold Sarek
that he needed to have the defect in his heart valve corrected if he hoped to
live long and prosper.
Holding fast to traditional ways of childrearing kept Sarek from his son.
Tradition be damned, he thought as he considered the
uncertainty of his own future. He would take the first step. He
would reach out to Spock.
Sarek composed a request to come out of retirement for the upcoming
END
The sequel to this is, obviously, "Journey to