Noises
Off!
Author: Ster Julie
Codes: Spock, Sarek, Amanda; (young Spock)
Genre: Angst
Rating: G
Part 1 of 1
Summary: It's the day after his bonding to T'Pring, and Spock is
miserable.
--ooOoo--
"Sarek," Amanda asked as she listened to her little son sniffling in
his bed, "shouldn't we contact someone? A healer?
Spock cannot tolerate this bonding to T'Pring!"
Ambassador Sarek stood behind his wife and gently touched her shoulder.
"Spock is just unaccustomed to having the thoughts of someone else in his
mind," he explained in a soothing voice. "As soon as our son
loses his fear of the meld and grows more accustomed to his link with T'Pring,
this will pass."
Amanda watched as her young son grabbed his head, then
covered his ears as he whimpered. "Oh, go to him, please,
Sarek," she pleaded.
"We should not, as you say, 'molly-coddle' him," Sarek reminded his
wife.
Amanda turned worried, sapphire blue eyes to her husband.
Sarek sighed softly. "Very well," he replied, moving to his
young son's side. "Sa-fu,"
Sarek chided genty.
"T'Pring knows I'm crying, sa-mekh, and she doesn't like it," Spock said
dolefully.
"Then you need to change the behavior to please
your mate," Sarek explained reasonably. "You passed your kahs-wan. You are a child no
longer."
"I don't wanna be a grownup!" Spock
wailed. "I want it back the way it was."
"That is not logical," Sarek pointed out. "T'Pring is now
your bondsmate. It is your duty to please
her."
"But I don't know her," Spock whined
"You will come to know her," Sarek said patiently. "Use
your link. Bid T'Pring a restful night, and ask forgiveness if you have
caused her any distress."
Spock snuggled further into the covers. "But I'm sick," he
reasoned, his voice muffled by the blanket. "I even throwed up a little."
Sarek sat down on the boy's bed and uncovered his son's head so that he could
look into Spock's misery-filled eyes. "It's all caused by stress, my
son," he explained. "Once you calm yourself, once you stop
obsessing on this new event in your life, you will be able to tolerate your
bonding, and perhaps even enjoy it."
Spock was both confused and doubtful. "Enjoy?"
"Yes," Sarek expounded as he smoothed the bedclothes.
"No matter how far away you are from T'Pring, you will always be able to
sense her, to speak to her."
Spock's eyes grew wide. Sarek had already taken him on long trips off
planet several times. "Really?" he breathed.
"Really," Sarek confirmed, pulling an object out of his pocket and
handing it to Spock. "This is a holopic of
your betrothed," he explained. "Focus on it as you bid T'Pring
a good night."
Spock stared at the picture of the little girl for several moments before his
eyes began to glaze over. After nearly a minute, Spock returned the picture to
his father and bowed his head.
"Were you successful, sa-fu?" Sarek
asked.
Spock nodded mutely.
"Did you apologize?" Another nod.
"Did you wish her a peaceful rest?" A third silent
nod. "Did she say anything in response?"
Spock launched himself into his father's strong arms and held on with all his
strength.
"She said, 'Go away'!"
FIN