A Child of Two Worlds [Spock]

Chapter 14: Mind-Meld (Part 2)

Two days had passed since the first mind meld and T'Mar was ready to do another couple. Once again, Spock placed his hand on her face and began to explore her memories of Colin Aaron.

This time, T'Mar was the young age of six. It was still easy to pick out who was her; she seemed to be inseparable from Coen. It looked to be recess at school, kids were running around and playing. Kickball seemed to be the popular thing, as well as the monkey bars.

T'Mar and Coen sat together against a brick wall, drawing on the ground with a piece of chalk. T'Mar had drawn the peace sign, even as a child she yearned for the peace in herself about not being fully Vulcan nor human. Coen was being a normal human male child and drew a butt. Spock found that immature. But then again, Coen was six years old.

"Peace? Isn't that not right?" Colin asked, approaching the two of them. He appeared to look very different, even the hair color had changed over time. Or he dyed it.

"Peace is always right." T'Mar stated, stepping back to admire her work. Coen kept giggling to himself about his inappropriate for school drawing.

"Not when you're a mutt. My dad says mutts are disasters and mutants that kill and need to be destroyed. You're a mutt, you need to be destroyed." Colin told her, making his fingers into a finger gun and pretending to shoot at T'Mar.

"I don't need to be destroyed..." She muttered, moving closer to Coen. Possibly out of protection from her best friend.

"My dad also says mutts need to burn and have everything be destroyed." Colin added, taking a bucket that had water in it from the rain the night before. He dumped it over T'Mar's drawing and rubbed his feet around so the chalk washed away. Even Coen's drawing wasn't saved from the water.

"Hey!!" Coen yelled, jumping up from the sidewalk. T'Mar felt tears well in her eyes, a feeling she knew quite well even at such a young age. Coen noticed this and he knew what always upset T'Mar.

"What? Upset I did what is only right?" Colin mocked, holding his hands out in his defense. Coen clenched his fists and glared it him before taking T'Mar by the hand and leading her over to somewhere else where she could cry and he would sit and watch. As much as wanted to help, Coen didn't know how.

"Spock...." T'Mar muttered, tears pouring from her face. "That was one of the first times.. We were so young I didn't think he knew what it meant..."

"I was called the same. I don't want to make this a competition, but I was probably told worse. Vulcan children are far more intellectually advanced." Spock admitted, keeping T'Mar embraced in his arms.

"You actually understand... No one does... Can that be it for mind melds?" T'Mar asked, hopeful it would be over.

"Yes. Yes of course." Spock agreed, eager to make you better.

"I'm going to go home. I need alone time." T'Mar announced, getting her stuff and walking to the door.

"T'Mar, I don't want you alone. Please."

"I'm fine."

"T'Mar please not with Colin here."

"Spock, I'll be fine."

"T'Mar, I really don't think so after what I've seen."

"I can handle myself!! Don't treat me like a child Spock, I'm not one!!"

"I know you're not and I never said you were-"

"Stop it! I'll.. I'll see you later." T'Mar said, storming out of Spock's apartment. He decided it best not to follow.

"You okay?" Jim Kirk asked, sitting beside T'Mar on a bench. She was crying, her head in her knees. Tears ran down her face and stained her clothes.

"No. I'm not. I had a fight with Spock because he's too protective." T'Mar choked out, her voice sounding different from the crying.

"I'm sorry.." Kirk sympathetically said, carefully wrapping an arm around her. She leaned forward, resting her head on his shoulder.

"It's okay I guess." T'Mar answered, wiping her eyes and looking at Kirk. Before she knew it, they were both lost in a kiss. Lost in the moment.

And this time, T'Mar didn't move away.