Star Trek

And many voices: "He is very happy."

The little girl failed to understand his answer: "Happiness?"

"Indeed," said the adult, "he grew up under the care of his parents and older brothers, mentors and friends. He will meet a suitable lover in the future."

Mima sighs: "There will be suitable children too?"

"It's not appropriate for a child, daughter," Spock said, standing up. "Be careful next time you eat, it's not appropriate to spill soup on the fabric."

The child let the adult's palm stick to his back to guide him forward, lowered his head and muttered: "So, he is not. I can feel that Ko-mekh is not like this."

And Spock said behind her, "They're still Jim."

Mima looked up: "I still like this Ko-mekh very much, he is very happy."

"He does," Spock commented curtly, "That's rare."

The air conditioning in the restaurant was too warm, and Spock and Kirk had a long, dry conversation, and by the time they checked out and were about to leave, Mima had fallen asleep in the child seat. Kirk helped them carry things, watched as Spock bent to pick up his daughter and carefully circled the balloon, and before they left Kirk inadvertently looked back and saw something awkward: "Professor," he called softly, trying Nuzui, "What about them?"

Spock turned his head to see the bright red rose that had been placed in the corner earlier: "Eat it if you want."

"eat……?"

"Their main raw material is chocolate."

"Wow. It's really beautifully done, I didn't see it at all. Take it back and feed it to Mima."

"Your Astrobiology quiz recently dropped 7.89 percent," Spock raised an eyebrow. "Vulcans don't eat chocolate. Just like you don't let human children drink alcohol."

Kirk's ears were hot: "…Sorry, I forgot."

He grunted and followed Spock out of the restaurant, slightly annoyed at the curious look the Andorian waitress had been staring at them earlier.It was cold outside, and before they knew it, a thin layer of snow had fallen on the ground, Kirk couldn't help but shivered and folded his arms, noticing Spock's gaze and shaking his head: "It's okay." He looked like a The sleeping girl hanging on Spock like a little sloth, "Will she be cold? I can put the coat—"

Spock rejects the offer: "Vulcans can regulate their body temperature in response to changes in the environment. The temperature in the desert varies greatly between day and night."

Kirk recalled those vague memories when he was a child: "Then don't you all have colds and fevers?"

They walk up to the flying car, and Spock replies, "For a telepathic race, the mental ailments far outweigh the physical."

"Psycho?" Kirk opened his mouth, "Like...?"

Spock thinks for a moment, then responds with an unexpected answer: "Like losing a link partner."

The answer hit Kirk like a bolt of lightning.It was only then that the humans realized that, neither in the conversation nor in the photos Mima had shown him before, there seemed to be no sign of Spock's other half—this is one of the reasons why Kirk didn't expect Spock to be a father: he It doesn't look like a partner at all. Kirk glances subconsciously at Spock's ring finger, and realizes that Vulcans don't wear wedding rings.

So, could the subject of this "lost link partner" be Spock himself?

Kirk doesn't know if such an intimate question is appropriate to ask, and it's still on his mind until he helps secure Mima into the child seat in the back and returns to the co-pilot to watch the night change quickly before his eyes.

27. 【Spirk】Moon River

Event planning wasn't difficult, but it was a lot of work, especially after it became a two-person task; yes, Kirk didn't expect Spock to be able to "one person is enough" before he was caught as a hard laborer. "The reason for taking over all the work, he really feels that he has been cheated now.

They've been busy with the tedious writing ever since they got home and settled the sleeping girl and got the tea (Spock's) and coffee (Kirk's, of course) out of the duplicator.In all fairness, Kirk loves numbers and formulas, and his physics and mathematics are top-notch, but not words, not these letters that can be combined in ten thousand ways. Spock is in charge of the planning of those unemotional "official accents", and the heavy responsibility of writing passionate speeches and the like naturally falls on his shoulders.

Kirk taps on the PADD, not even using voice input so as not to disturb Spock's work.He raised his head and stretched his sore neck and shoulders, somewhat resentful why the professor couldn't find more people to do this together - to some extent, he didn't hate this kind of absolute trust.

He and Spock are both in the study, back to back, making it inconvenient for him to sneak a peek at Vulcan's progress.Just when he was about to find an excuse to be lazy for a while, PADD suddenly popped up a message.

[Little ghost, are you not coming back tonight? 】

Oh, it's Bones.His dear good roommate always delivers just the right amount of thoughtfulness from thousands of miles away.

【I don't know," he typed, 【It's still far away, it will probably end very late.If it's too late, go to bed first, don't wait for me. 】

[I don't want to wait for you, I just want to remind you that it's best not to come back after 0100, and it will be recorded if you exceed the access control time. 】

【That's really unfeeling: (I thought you would wait for me to sit dry until dawn. 】

【you think too much.So, what the hell are you doing at that greenblood's house?not……】

Kirk looked at the dots and didn't react for a while, when he finally realized what McCoy was talking about, he almost dropped the PADD without a hand trembling: 【How is it possible? !I don't want to die yet, Bones.That's a Vulcan. Is there really a human being who can bear a Vulcan? ——But I have to admit, Professor Spock is more attractive than expected. 】

There was a long silence on the news, and finally McCoy just said, "I don't want to discuss Vulcan's physiology with you at all, not at all." 】

Kirk couldn't help but chuckle to himself, his best friend was like that, beating around the bush and worrying—how could he actually do something to Spock.As everyone knows, Vulcans don't have a thing for romance—Kirk paused for a moment, then suddenly remembered about Professor Spock's partner.

He turned his head, propped his chin and secretly watched Spock, who was concentrating on debugging something.The silhouette of the Vulcan is as sharp as a knife, and it looks like a painting under the soft blue light of PADD. Spock was a heartless guy at school, unsmiling and unreasonable; but once you're out of school, back home, and imagining little Mima... Spock isn't quite a robot either.

Now that Kirk knew, Spock would love his daughter.What about a partner?

"..." Spock suddenly looked up as if sensing something, and his dark brown pupils looked directly at Kirk's (which made his heart skip a beat, basically startled), "If you want to know, my partner I'm no longer around."

Kirk blinked, trying to digest the meaning of the sentence.Is it a short leave or a long time?Is it not in the same place or even already...

"Wait, I didn't say anything, how do you know what I'm thinking?" Kirk frowned, finding more important questions.

Spock froze for a moment.But he quickly lowered his eyes and returned his attention to the work in front of him: "You said it, without you noticing."

Of course Kirk wouldn't believe his story.It's just that when he was about to refute, his elbow suddenly touched PADD, and a burst of blue light swept from the top of the screen to the bottom. Unfortunately, hours of painstaking efforts were wiped out in an instant.

"Holycrap—"

Good, now he doesn't bother with Spock at all.

It was already midnight when the little girl woke up.According to the past, she would at most hold Mr. Moon, yawn and turn over and continue to sleep, but today was different, Mima shook her head to wake herself up and then got out of bed, the door slid open in front of her silently, she followed the lighted place I have been looking for the study to go.The Vulcan in the room is still working on the PADD, while the human at the other table has long since fallen asleep on his stomach, still covered in clothes.

"Sa-mekh?" The kid moved softly to Spock's side and grabbed his knee.

Spock noticed the little guy, looked away from the glowing screen and blinked, adjusting to the darker place. "Daughter." He looked down at her. "Where are your shoes?"

"Forgot." Mima replied in a low voice.Leaning on his lap, she pointed her fingers away from the pillow, "Ko-mekh."

"He fell asleep 47.6 minutes earlier." S