Ster Julie
15 years ago
Title: No Longer Despised
Author: Ster Julie
Contact: ***@yahoo.com
Series: AOS
Rating: PG
Epilogue, because I just can't leave it alone!
Codes: Spock, Sarek
(Disclaimer, Author's Notes in chapter 1)
--ooOoo--
Through Your Eyes
Sybok and T'Pring moved off after the Naming, leaving Spock alone on
the dais. The other Heads of House and the Council of elders drew
forward to greet Spock and take their leave of him.
Last of all to come forward was Sarek. He drank in the sight of his
son, resplendent in his ceremonial garb. Sarek studied the
breastplate Spock wore as it glittered with a myriad of small bursts
of color.
Sarek knew his son well. He knew that Spock never did anything
without a reason. Sarek suspected that his son had chosen that
particular stone because the varied colors it held represented the
blending of various families and cultures. Sarek also suspected that
Spock chose that stone because it looked so similar to his beloved
aduna's family heirloom.
Spock was concerned for his father as he watched Sarek standing there
so long, staring at him so intently.
"Sa-mekh?" Spock said tentatively.
"I never expected to live to see my son as Head of House," Sarek said
at last. "If only your mother were here to see you now …"
Spock bowed his head, took a deep, calming breath and intoned, "May
she live on in our memory."
"May she live on," Sarek whispered.
"Sa-mekh," Spock responded, "Mother does live on in our memories.
Look at me." Spock waited until Sarek lifted his head. "Look at me
and let Mother see me through your eyes, as she sees you through
mine."
Spenn's eyes suddenly glistened. He turned worriedly to his father
and grandfather and breathed "Sa-sa?"
Nyota, baby on her hip, moved to pull the boy away from what looked to
be a private conversation. Instead, Spock drew her close to his side
and gestured the other children over.
"Let her see all of us through your eyes, Sa-mekh," he said proudly.
Sarek scanned his son's family with a warm gaze. They had all been
through their own various crucibles and had emerged purified and
strong. He raised his hand in the ta'al.
"May the House of Spock continue to thrive in peace and prosperity,"
Sarek proclaimed.
"Amen!" Nyota added.
"Amen!" T'Essa added as she clapped her hands.
THE END
No, really.
Author: Ster Julie
Contact: ***@yahoo.com
Series: AOS
Rating: PG
Epilogue, because I just can't leave it alone!
Codes: Spock, Sarek
(Disclaimer, Author's Notes in chapter 1)
--ooOoo--
Through Your Eyes
Sybok and T'Pring moved off after the Naming, leaving Spock alone on
the dais. The other Heads of House and the Council of elders drew
forward to greet Spock and take their leave of him.
Last of all to come forward was Sarek. He drank in the sight of his
son, resplendent in his ceremonial garb. Sarek studied the
breastplate Spock wore as it glittered with a myriad of small bursts
of color.
Sarek knew his son well. He knew that Spock never did anything
without a reason. Sarek suspected that his son had chosen that
particular stone because the varied colors it held represented the
blending of various families and cultures. Sarek also suspected that
Spock chose that stone because it looked so similar to his beloved
aduna's family heirloom.
Spock was concerned for his father as he watched Sarek standing there
so long, staring at him so intently.
"Sa-mekh?" Spock said tentatively.
"I never expected to live to see my son as Head of House," Sarek said
at last. "If only your mother were here to see you now …"
Spock bowed his head, took a deep, calming breath and intoned, "May
she live on in our memory."
"May she live on," Sarek whispered.
"Sa-mekh," Spock responded, "Mother does live on in our memories.
Look at me." Spock waited until Sarek lifted his head. "Look at me
and let Mother see me through your eyes, as she sees you through
mine."
Spenn's eyes suddenly glistened. He turned worriedly to his father
and grandfather and breathed "Sa-sa?"
Nyota, baby on her hip, moved to pull the boy away from what looked to
be a private conversation. Instead, Spock drew her close to his side
and gestured the other children over.
"Let her see all of us through your eyes, Sa-mekh," he said proudly.
Sarek scanned his son's family with a warm gaze. They had all been
through their own various crucibles and had emerged purified and
strong. He raised his hand in the ta'al.
"May the House of Spock continue to thrive in peace and prosperity,"
Sarek proclaimed.
"Amen!" Nyota added.
"Amen!" T'Essa added as she clapped her hands.
THE END
No, really.