Matchmaker, Matchmaker VIII
Title: Matchmaker, Matchmaker
Media: Star Trek XI/Reboot
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: genderswap, alternative universe, pre-slash, language, (implied) violence, angst
Disclaimer: Star Trek belongs to Gene Roddenberry. Star Trek XI belongs to J.J. Abrams. Every thing else is mine.
Summary (this chapter): McCoy nags Spock, and a discovery is made.
Author's Notes: Don't worry, I'm still perfectly (in)sane.
Chapter Eight: Running on Hope
"You need to eat, Commander," McCoy insisted, ignoring the barely audible growl directed at him. "Jamie wouldn't want you starvin' yourself for her sake."
"As I have told you several times, Doctor, Vulcans can go several days without food, sleep, and water," snarled Spock, his control only strong enough to keep him from physically assaulting the doctor--which he would soon do anyway if things kept going the way they were.
T'Mau's discovery of the sedative used on Ambassador Sarek had been an utter failure.
"When was the last time you meditated?" McCoy inquired, deliberately ignoring the warning signs of an immanent emotional Vulcan outburst.
Spock did not answer, because the last time he had meditated had been the evening before Jamie's disappearance, six days earlier.
"You can't run on empty, Spock," McCoy insisted.
~*~
Jamie was rudely awakened by another of the dog-faced aliens. Unlike Parthosian, this one did not speak Standard.
"Yeo cema wuthma, Stirflat,"(1) the Arman growled at Jamie.
"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you want," Jamie replied.
"He wants you to come with him, Captain," Parthosian called.
"Sulanca, kung-kullar!"(2) the Armani guard snarled.
"Tha Ciptiun deas net spaik Armani,"(3) Parthosian was quick to explain.
"Whara shaus geung, thit wull net mittar,"(4) the guard said ominously.
Parthosian paled at the guard's words, and Jamie demand to know what it was the guard had said.
"You are to face the greatest doom of my people, Captain," Parthosian replied grimly, "the Arthos."
~*~
"Sir, I think I've got something!" Lt. Uhura exclaimed suddenly, turning away from her station on the Bridge to face Spock.
"What is it, Lt?" the half-Vulcan demanded, his badly hidden feelings of despondency and worry gone, replaced by equally ill-disguised feelings of hope.
"I just intercepted a message from Cygnus V to someone on New Vulcan, sir," Uhura explained.
"What does the message say?" Spock demanded, forcing himself to remain in the Captain's chair and not hover over his ex-girlfriend's shoulder.
"It's in Armani, sir, I'll need to translate it first," Uhura replied. "But it's addressed to T'Mau."
"T'Mau?" Spock echo'd. "Are you certain, Lt?"
"Completely, sir," the Chief Communications Officer replied.
"Let me know as soon as you have the message translated, Lt," Spock ordered. "Lt Sulu, you have the conn."
"Aye, sir," acknowledged the Asian as Spock headed down to Sickbay to discuss with McCoy how best to handle T'Mau.
All translations of Armani into Standard provided by Lt. Nyota Uhura.
1. "You come with me, Starfleet."
2. "Silence, King-killer!"
3. "The Captain does not speak Armani."
4. "Where she is going, that will not matter."
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Media: Star Trek XI/Reboot
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: genderswap, alternative universe, pre-slash, language, (implied) violence, angst
Disclaimer: Star Trek belongs to Gene Roddenberry. Star Trek XI belongs to J.J. Abrams. Every thing else is mine.
Summary (this chapter): McCoy nags Spock, and a discovery is made.
Author's Notes: Don't worry, I'm still perfectly (in)sane.
Chapter Eight: Running on Hope
"You need to eat, Commander," McCoy insisted, ignoring the barely audible growl directed at him. "Jamie wouldn't want you starvin' yourself for her sake."
"As I have told you several times, Doctor, Vulcans can go several days without food, sleep, and water," snarled Spock, his control only strong enough to keep him from physically assaulting the doctor--which he would soon do anyway if things kept going the way they were.
T'Mau's discovery of the sedative used on Ambassador Sarek had been an utter failure.
"When was the last time you meditated?" McCoy inquired, deliberately ignoring the warning signs of an immanent emotional Vulcan outburst.
Spock did not answer, because the last time he had meditated had been the evening before Jamie's disappearance, six days earlier.
"You can't run on empty, Spock," McCoy insisted.
~*~
Jamie was rudely awakened by another of the dog-faced aliens. Unlike Parthosian, this one did not speak Standard.
"Yeo cema wuthma, Stirflat,"(1) the Arman growled at Jamie.
"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you want," Jamie replied.
"He wants you to come with him, Captain," Parthosian called.
"Sulanca, kung-kullar!"(2) the Armani guard snarled.
"Tha Ciptiun deas net spaik Armani,"(3) Parthosian was quick to explain.
"Whara shaus geung, thit wull net mittar,"(4) the guard said ominously.
Parthosian paled at the guard's words, and Jamie demand to know what it was the guard had said.
"You are to face the greatest doom of my people, Captain," Parthosian replied grimly, "the Arthos."
~*~
"Sir, I think I've got something!" Lt. Uhura exclaimed suddenly, turning away from her station on the Bridge to face Spock.
"What is it, Lt?" the half-Vulcan demanded, his badly hidden feelings of despondency and worry gone, replaced by equally ill-disguised feelings of hope.
"I just intercepted a message from Cygnus V to someone on New Vulcan, sir," Uhura explained.
"What does the message say?" Spock demanded, forcing himself to remain in the Captain's chair and not hover over his ex-girlfriend's shoulder.
"It's in Armani, sir, I'll need to translate it first," Uhura replied. "But it's addressed to T'Mau."
"T'Mau?" Spock echo'd. "Are you certain, Lt?"
"Completely, sir," the Chief Communications Officer replied.
"Let me know as soon as you have the message translated, Lt," Spock ordered. "Lt Sulu, you have the conn."
"Aye, sir," acknowledged the Asian as Spock headed down to Sickbay to discuss with McCoy how best to handle T'Mau.
All translations of Armani into Standard provided by Lt. Nyota Uhura.
1. "You come with me, Starfleet."
2. "Silence, King-killer!"
3. "The Captain does not speak Armani."
4. "Where she is going, that will not matter."
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