I kept my head down, as four security officers ushered me through the halls of the enterprise.
It wasn't a big shock that I was caught, I mean with everything I had done, everything I destroyed.
When I arrived in the brig I immediately sat down on the small white bench, thankful that I was allowed to keep my hood in fact I pulled it down further as I sat.
"Put your arm threw the hole"
I looked up to barely see three men standing in front of the glass. I complied pulling my long sleeves down for him, I immediately felt a rush of cold air as I stuck my arm out not that it was so cold I was taken aback.
"Who are you?"
When I looked to the voice I immediately recognized the person and wished I could pull down my hood further.
"That's a need to know fact and none of you need to know"
I pulled my arm in, somewhat examining where he took a blood sample.
"Let's figure out this blood sample and then we'll come back hopefully when you're in more of a talkative mood"
A man who seemed to be their leader commanded them before they all left, I contemplated for awhile my options I left logic behind a long time ago and now I was almost starting to miss it.
I sat alone for quite awhile, with nothing but my thoughts I decided to do it whatever they asked of me as much as I enjoy being a free person putting up this kind of a fight is not something I want to do.
I let the hood fall down, revealing my pointy ears and high eyebrows
"Y/n?"
Spocks familiar voice came out from behind me, he almost threw the door open when he joined me.
"What are you doing here?"
He asked, making me smirk seeing him fluster for a moment
"You didn't say goodbye when you left!"
I emphasized the second you and poked my finger against his chest for dramatic effect.
His eyes met mine and he gently pulled me closer, pressing his lips against mine in a passionate kiss
"Spock! Amanda have you seen Spock?"
I asked Spocks mother as I searched for him, I hadn't seen him since he declined going to the Vulcan academy I had just started and was wondering if I could borrow one of his books on the star systems.
"I'm sorry dear he left for starfleet last night, I think he left you a note"
She gestured up to his room and I sprinted up there to see only a small stack of books with a note that read
"I knew you would need these, Spock"
I crumpled the note in my hand, feeling a storm brewing inside my head I felt anger coming to front first as I stormed out of the house, the pure raw strength of Vulcan emotions could drive anyone crazy and I angrily climbed into a ship leaving Vulcan and whatever I used to be.
"You know her?"
The man from before, shockingly didn't raise his voice at Spock he sounded slightly annoyed.
"Y/n and I were once a couple Jim, we broke up when I left for Starfleet"
"Broke up? You left me with a signed note!"
I shouted, Spock gave me a look that said We shouldn't talk about this now.
"I want you to tell us the full story now, and then we can work from there"
Spock left and sat down next to Jim, I was really starting to feel like a zoo animal locked up in a cage.
I didn't feel like explaining in to much detail anymore, not that I really needed too but I explained why I was on the Romulan warbird.
"I did some.. work for commander Bilmit, I'd gotten into some trouble with the Romulans before he offered to get the charges dropped if I took care of some of his opponents. Turns out he was just going to kill me, and I thought I ought to check out this old ship and see if the old man really is dead"
I studied Spocks facial expressions, he kept up a blank stare but you could easily see the screws turning.
"What kind of work were you doing"
Jim asked, we all knew what I meant when I said 'work' but he probably had to put it into a report.
"I killed people, he just pointed me in their direction and I killed them"
They both looked away when I met their stares, the tension building in the room like a wall.
Jim left shortly there after, Spock and I sat in silence for a few minutes before I spoke up
"Say something, logical or otherwise"
He didn't, and left me alone again I rested my head against the glass, the last time I felt this hopeless Spock and I were still living together on Vulcan
"I trust today was pleasant y/n"
Spock asked, I wanted to tell him how it was the exact opposite but he didn't need to hear about my boss's horrible words.
"Of course"
I didn't realize how sad I sounded when I spoke, so I rushed upstairs in our shared house to change.
I heard him come upstairs and he put away one of his books
"Y/n, please talk to me I know somethings wrong"
He gently came over, placing his arms around my waist.
"I'm okay, just a bad Day"
"I love you regardless of how bad your day was"
"I love you too"
I didn't realize that would be one of the last days we would spend together or one of the last times we would tell each other we love them.
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STAR TREK IMAGINES
Fanfictionjust some random Star Trek imagines mostly original series and next generation. Characters I write are Spock Kirk Data Riker McCoy/bones Q Wesley Picard Chekov Scotty Khan I DO NOT OWN STAR TREK