When Two Worlds Collided

The Promise

Spock hoped these were the correct coordinates. They had been his father's last words, or more accurately, numbers, and Spock wished to honor his dying wishes by visiting the place his father spoke of. He also had a personal interest. Though he was Vulcan, one of logic, his curiosity was pulled by the ideas and possibilities his father told him.

Sarek had been getting worse. His Bendii syndrome, which essentially made his emotions uncontrolled, had been getting worse. Spock had come back from a mission with Kirk and the others aboard the Enterprise early when he heard the news. Sarek is dying.

As Spock sat in the uncomfortable metal chair next to his father's deathbed, he was told a very unusual story. One of love, hope, and an alternative reality.

"You know I was aboard the T'plana'hath on its first contact with Earth. We went there, collected our data for a while, and sent it back. But what no one knows is the alternative dimension of Earth we arrived in first. It was called Middle Earth.

"There were dwarves and goblins, hobbits and men, all sorts of terrible monsters and elves. Oh, there were elves..." Sarek drifted off a bit now, deep in memory, reliving his youthful days.

"When we landed we knew instantly that this was not the Earth we were trying to get to. The T'plana'hath landed in a large grassy field, with elegant people standing around it. They were taller than us, with ears reminiscent of ours, and with hair to their waists. Their leader walked up to us and said greetings, in a dialect of our language. It was quite odd, but they seemed peaceful. They told us they were the elves of Rivendell.

"And oh! What a glorious place Rivendell was! Nothing the Vulcans had created could be that beautiful. There were thousands of the beautiful elf people, and they had created a home for themselves in this forest. Huge arches and domes, ivy everywhere, it reminded me of the ruins on Earth, the reality of Earth we were supposed to have landed on.

"The elves were gracious hosts. They welcomed us in, giving us beds and food, providing drink and entertainment. We took this a chance to learn more of their culture, in case of future missions returning. That was the excuse I used when I took off with Isäwen."

Sarek smiles now, thinking of the beautiful elf lady Isäwen.

"She had their blonde hair and blue eyes, but her's seemed blonder, bluer, deeper. I...we grew very close. In the mornings and daytime I studied their peoples and spoke with their leader and at night... At night I spent time with Isäwen. One night she told me the news. She was pregnant with our daughters. It was a rough time. We had to hide from the others aboard my mission. Isäwen wouldn't let her kin know of our...relationship either. She knew our daughters would be shunned, treated as outsiders and second class elves, and she didn't want that for them. She wasn't afraid for herself as much, but for my sake kept herself safe by pretending they were another elf's.

"The children were due a month after we left. I never saw them. Isäwen told me she would name one of them Tauriel. She let me choose the other's name. Cendra. I never met her, but I feel this...connection to her. Cendra. Will you, my son Spock, go find your half sister Cendra and her sister Tauriel? Please?"

Sarek then whispered a set of numbers into Spock's ear, as both committed them to memory. Spock made himself a promise that one day he would go and meet his sister. Cendra.

Now Spock stood at the commands of the starship Enterprise, looking down at a land of forests, rolling hills, craggy mountains, deserts, plains, every landscape you could imagine. He was searching for the meadow his father had mentioned, in the south quadrant of the forest. Coming down closer, Kirk saw it first.

"A man!" he cried out. "It has long blond hair to its waist, and is carrying a sword. It seems to be guiding us? Do we follow it?" Today, he deferred to Spock. It was after all, the half Vulcan's personal mission.

Spock looked out the starboard window. An elf! It was exactly as Sarek had described them. He certainly seemed peaceful. Spock smiled, and slide the ship in line behind the elf, as it led them straight to the field his father had spoken of, and landed the Enterprise.