Spock

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You have now been married to Spock for seven years. Today was your anniversary. You woke up with, instead of an alarm clock, Spock kissing you.

"Good morning, Y/N" he muttered, kissing you again.

"Morning." You say, not really noticing its your anniversary.

"The kids want to give you a gift. They made it." Spock said leaning away from you. You opened your eyes and saw your sons and daughter looking at you, smiling.

"Morning mom." You daughter said kissing your cheek. Spock had left to go get your younger daughter who was 5 months old. "Happy anniversary. I hope when I'm grown up, I have a husband that loves you like dad loves you." She said.

"Thank you, I'm sure you will." You say hugging her. She was only Seven, but like most girls her age, she likes those romantic Disney stories.

"Morning mommy" You four year old twin sons say hugging you. Spock returned with your baby daughter.

"Okay, kids, your mother and I are going to have a nice day together off shore. You are going to be staying with Doctor McCoy for the day." Spock said handing you the baby. You bounced her up and down surprised.

"Awe. Spock. Thank you." you say. As much as you loved your kids, you were looking for a day off.

"Your Welcome. We leave in one hour. I'll go drop the kids off with McCoy. When I asked him he almost declined, but maybe he missed having a kid, so he agreed." Spock explained. There was no doubt in your mind that he thought the human emotion was pointless.

The kids followed Spock out the door. You had been down to the planet the two of you were visiting before, so you knew what to wear. You chose a blue dress that was knee length and a black sweater. Amazingly, it only took you forty minutes.

After you finished, Spock returned. He got dressed in a normal shirt, well as normal as a Vulcan would wear, and a pair of black pants. The two of you beamed down to the planet.

It was almost night. The sun was slowly setting in the horizon with a array of bright colors.

"Spock, the sun. It's beautiful!" You gasp. There was a bench near by. The two of you sat down, his arm around you shoulder, you head on his shoulder, watching the sunset.

"Are you enjoying are anniversary?" He asked, his head resting against yours.

"I love it." you whisper.

"Good," he said. "it's about to get better."

Grabbing your hand he made you stand up. The two of you walked, holding hands, to a small restaurant. After eating some of the best food you've ever had, you walked over to a blanket that had been laid out. Spock had really set this up.

You laid down next to him on the blanket. His arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you close. You cuddled close, your head on his chest. Tonight couldn't get any better.








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