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Okay, ladies and gents!


Star Trek. Requests. Hit me, baby, one more time.

<3 Preferrably shippy!


ETA: I wrote one Chekov fic. That's enough until the next movie.

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[rashaka.livejournal.com]

And Prosper


"Do you know who I am?"

Uhura's breath came slow and shallow as her eyes traced the shape of the man before her. His shoulders were bent, and his face wore the lines of a thousand battles and more lives than she would ever see.

"Yes, I know you." The response was almost inaudible, traveling between them with such delicacy that anyone else might have missed it entirely.

The man, the stranger who wasn't strange at all, smiled at the emotions thundering across Uhura's face and asked, "May I sit?"

He took the liberty without waiting to hear her answer, one of a hundred details that made him so different from the man she knew. "This atrium is lovely, and it is not poor place to spend some of my last minutes on Earth."

Being told of an impossibility and accepting it at face value was one thing, but being confronted the next day with the task of literally facing that impossibility was another challenge entirely, and Uhura found herself for once almost incapable of finding words to express her reaction. He was here, on a homely little bench beside her, admiring the architecture of the Academy with his arms tucked into his sleeves and his head tilted just so.

Her Spock--and here Uhura's thoughts stumbled, because the possessive adjective was not something she'd ever given to him before, even in her thoughts--her Spock had never looked so Vulcan as this man did. Nor had he ever smiled as widely and gently as he did now.

"Nyota Uhura, utterly silent? I have fallen alternate reality, it seems."

Ah, there he was; there was her Spock. The comment was delivered with perfect dry politeness, as calm as a breeze over water, but she could hear the goading underneath. She shut her mouth, straightened her posture, and crossed her legs.

"You've fallen very far, Spock. Forgive my manners, it's just that to see you this way is...odd. I feel..."

Uhura's voiced trailed, and she met his eyes. She loved those eyes, but she didn't know this face, or the soul behind it. She said her next words in Spock's native tongue, so that no matter what the woman he'd known had done or been, Spock would know, without illusion, who she was. What she was to him here, in this life.

Relying on bravery to get her through, she reached up to graze his cheek with the back of her fingers. "I feel as though I'm the time traveler, and I've moved a hundred years just to sit beside you."

With his gaze black and steady, he raised one wrinkled hand to wrap around her soft, youthful one, tugging it gently from his cheek. There was no change in expression on his face, no surprise, and Uhura wondered if her Spock had already told him. Or if he'd heard in passing on the Enterprise, or if--perhaps--they'd walked the same path in his time line as well.

"Our worlds are very different, Uhura. The changes are as deep in my younger self as any I have observed, and I see those changes reflected in you. Despite its brevity, this has been one of the most fascinating conversations of my long life. Thank you...Nyota."

Uhura allowed herself a trembling smile as she accepted the meaning of his own words to her, and squeezed his hand as he stood. The Vulcan robes pulled at his narrow frame, making him appear older and smaller within their folds. His hand was still in hers, strong despite its age, so he did not give her the gesture for his parting words.

"Live long," he said.

She smiled, feeling a wetness in her eyes.

[irrel.livejournal.com]

This was so bittersweet. You wrote him very well. Very much line 'the other Spock' instead of an 'older Spock', if that even makes any sense... I loved your Nyota too. They 'Live Long' at the end was perfect :) I loved it!

[rashaka.livejournal.com]

SO I CAN HAZ PASSED ZE TEST???

The 'Live Long' at the end was perfect

I thought that might come off as too sad, but it's not supposed to be sad! It's supposed to tie back to the title. So I'm glad it worked. :-D