64

LOVE EVER LASTING - Nadja Lee

Death is a natural part of life. Accepting it as unavoidable is therefore logical. “We… we had some good times, didn't we Spock?”

A COMPUTER AND A PLAN - Mary Kay

Spock sat at his computer, a frown on his face as he scrolled down the list of restaurants looking for just the right one. No ordinary one would do, he had very specific criteria. Somewhere in the deep recesses of his mind it occurred that he was putting more effort into this research project than he had for his last paper that was published in the Interstellar Astrophysics Quarterly. A small smile crossed his lips.

ASKING FOR THE MOON - Elise Madrid

Having walked the corridors of the ship for over thirty minutes, he was no closer to a resolution than when he'd started. The communiqué he'd received that morning, and Star Fleet's response to his request, had gotten his stomach churning. He'd been able to ignore it most of the morning, going through the motions, glad they weren't in the middle of a crisis, but finally he'd left Spock in charge and departed the bridge.

PERCHANCE TO DREAM - khiori

Spock made his way down the corridor, his attention focused on the Padd in his hand. They were currently holding orbit over Starbase 6 and there were a myriad of tasks to be completed before they could depart.
"Mr. Spock!"
He turned to see Mr. Scott approaching rapidly. He paused as the engineer hurried up to him.

THE TELLING OF THE STORY - Kelly Reiger

With the deepening shadows of his sparely decorated room, James Kirk could tell that several hours had gone by while he just sat there. Yet knowing this, he still did not move. Really, he did not think he even had the energy to move.

SINGULAR PASSION - Deanna Gray

Spock sat back in his chair, folding his arms across his chest, regarding the man opposite him and the extraordinary proposition just given him.
“Well?” Spoken with a hint of Captain Kirk's reputed impatience.
“I am unsure how to reply.”
Surprise flitted across the human's face. “Unsure?”
“There are many variables to consider, components to be weighed ?”
“This isn't one of your experiments, Spock,” Kirk's exasperation was evident. The human leaned forward, his body augmenting the intensity of his words. “This isn't something you can answer logically. What are you feeling? Repulsed? Eager? Intrigued? At least a little curious?”