Chapter 28 - LeoCorn

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Edited: October 27th, 2024

- Four Years LaterVulcan -

Holding S'tel's hand in mine, we approach the sandstone temple. My anxiety going through the roof as my mother bear instincts kick in. Thoughts of taking my child and running away going into overdrive.. I don't want to leave her alone here! With complete strangers no less! What the fuck happened to bringing her here when she was twelve goddamit! "Thy'la? Are you alright?" Spock stops in his tracks looking at me as he stands by my side. Feeling the tidal wave of anxiety flooding his brain.

"I'm fine.." Giving him a meek smile, S'tel looks up to me curiously, feeling my emotions as well.

"You are not 'fine'. You are experiencing a great deal of anxiety, why?" Spock tilts his head to the side.

"I... I don't want to leave her here.. away from me.. where I can't protect her.." Rubbing my finger over her tiny hand, looking down at my precious daughter. Irrational thoughts and scenarios going through my head. Fuck is this how my mom felt when she had me???

"She will be perfectly fine, Ashayam. S'tel will be safe here on Vulcan, as you have wished she will not be living inside of the temple. My parents shall be housing her while she is being taught." Spock says with a warm smile, pushing my hair out of my face.

"I'm so grateful for that.. god.. You're right Spock.. I have nothing to worry about.." i take a deep breath and look to my daughter. "S'tel honey? You ready?" I ask her with a warm smile.

"Yes mama! I'm ready to be like daddy!" She bounces on her feet with a big beaming smile. No doubt she's got my adhd.. Continuing our way to the temple, S'tel staying in the middle of me and Spock. S'tel looks up to me smiling wide, wanting to be as smart as her father. Coming upon the large temples beautifully carved doors, we enter. Inside the head priest stands at the large altar in the center of the room awaiting our arrival.

"Greetings." Bowing his head he gives us the traditional Vulcan salute. "Ah'Lex of Earth, S'Chn T'Gai of Vulcan. S'tel of Vulcan ."

"Greetings. We thank you for accepting our daughter." Spock bows back in kind, returning the salute. I copy as well with a smile to the man.

"Think nothing of it. All Vulcan's are welcome inside the temple of Logic." The priest looks down to S'tel observing her for a moment. "We shall begin her teaching's tomorrow. But for today we shall give her a tour of the temple grounds, to familiarize herself with it's layout." The priest folds his hands together in front of himself.

Spock nods to the priest as I kneel down to my daughter's eye level. "S'tel? You ready for this honey?" I ask her nervously but with a smile.

"I'm ready mama." S'tel grins wildly holding her hands in fists. Becoming really pumped to be here. My little spitfire.. I snicker softly and nod my head.

"We have to go back to the Enterprise now.. Grandpa Sarek and Grandma Amanda will take care of you okay?.. But I will make sure to call you every week so you can tell me about what you've learned.. if anything happens you can call Gran-papa Q okay?" Tears begin to form in the corner of my eyes. S'tel sensing my sadness hugs me close, squeezing me with her little arms. Sniffling back the tears as she pulls away.

"I know, yell out his pony name you gave him! From the horsey show." She smiles at me and nods her head eagerly. "It's okay mama. I'll see you again." Wiping away the tears from my eyes, both Vulcans in the room stare at me.

"Come, S'tel." The priest turns and beings to walk down the hall S'tel turns and follows the man. Her little sneakers lighting up as she runs.

Spock reaches down helping me up off the floor, holding my hand in his. My heart shatters as I watch my daughter walk away from the both of us... She's going to have to spend years away from me and Spock.. how could Amanda do it? Sniffling louder Spock leads me back outside, pressing his com he clears his throat. No doubt want to cry as well, damn him and his shields! I envy them! "Two to beam up.."

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