Star Trek

.

A Vulcan toddler "riding" a Tribble in the senior officer's quarters.

Spock's methodical mind was rapidly analyzing the facts presented to him.He and her stare at each other for a long time (79 seconds), and then the stalemate is broken when the child picks up the "crashed" yellow Tribble from beside him and climbs deftly onto it. Tribble floated up again indomitable, and this time her altitude was close to the eye level of an adult.She hugged the other two dark blue Tribbles in her arms, sat down on her knees, and looked at him curiously with those blue eyes.

Spock is constantly watched by a pair of blue eyes.Those blue eyes will convey a lot of thoughts, such as trust, delivery and friendship, and there were even envy and unspoken desires.Every time he met those blue eyes, they always disturbed his thoughts.

But the blue of the pair of eyes in front of him is not as transparent as in memory, it is more gentle and light, if that pair always reminds people of sea waves, this pair is like sweet and soft clouds.

Pointy ears, straight bangs, and a green halo, this is almost like "identifying the three-piece suit of Vulcan".So, this little girl is indeed one of his clansmen—such a precious, fresh, young life after the Narada incident.82.443% of the survivors gathered on New Vulcan, but some of them are still scattered in other corners of the vast universe.Since the destruction of their home planet, encounters between fellow humans have always resonated with pathos, mourning the loss of their beautiful planet.

But there is obviously nothing between him and this child-she is too young to know what?She can't even take good command of her own mind—

No.

Spock stared at the bobbing furball she was riding on, and frowned, suddenly realizing that the girl's level of telepathy was so high - she was only two or three years old, and she could already control these low-level things without a teacher. living body.

In the prosperous days of Vulcan, people with such a dangerous sensory ability would be restricted in every aspect of their lives. Even if this ability was innate, in order not to endanger the safety of others intentionally or unintentionally, the Elders had to do so.But now that his race has become an endangered member of the federal list, everything is different from the past.

Another thing, many previous doubts were quickly connected together in the adult's mind, and he came to a conclusion that made him almost hold his breath.He adjusted his standing posture and put his hands behind his back: "Crew, tell me your name and position."

"Loynes Kirk, sir." The child met his somewhat majestic dark eyes without fear, but got stuck on the second question, "The job is furball... furball..."

Her age determines that her vocabulary is still not sufficient. After thinking for 4.56 seconds, she filled in the second half of the sentence: "Furball breeder, Mr. First Mate."

54. 【Spirk】Citrus and lemon

Spock raised an eyebrow. "You know me." A statement.

"Sure." The fur ball went up and down, and the height of the child's line of sight also changed accordingly.She held her head up, trying to keep herself in a sufficiently balanced state (she didn't look worried about falling off the Tribble at all; children only have unreserved trust), "The previous position of first mate was held by Mr. Suuu In charge, now it's you."

She couldn't pronounce the second syllable, so their Asian helmsman's name became one long sound. "Mr. Suuu is sorry."

Spock wasn't surprised by that, Sulu had always been an ambitious and driven young man, good enough that Kirk had discussed it with him and recommended him for a more senior role on another ship after the five-year mission was over. Officer or something.

"Your name is Kirk." Another affirmation, "You are the captain's daughter."

The kid nodded.

It made sense, the toys—clothes—bottles—priorities—everything, the month-and-a-half mystery had finally met him.Then comes the key question, and Spock doesn't even realize he's holding his breath after asking: "Who's your mother?"

The little girl tilted her head: "I don't have a mother."

Involuntarily relieved (still unaware), Spock raises the other eyebrow: "Everyone has a mother. You can't be born without a mother."

Loynes frowned a little. The adult's doubts were indeed logical in her cognition, but they were not.She replied, "I only have daddy." She puffed out her chest proudly, and introduced Spock with dignity, "Daddy is Jammm T. Kirk. Captain. The best."

She still hadn't pronounced her father's name perfectly.

Spock asked, "Your age?"

"2.27 years old." She hugged the blue hair balls tightly, "It's an adult."

If it was in Vulcan—Spock thought, if a child grew up in the Vulcan environment, he would already be able to recite some simple poems fluently by the time he was two years old, let alone express himself fluently.But the little guy in front of him obviously couldn't.She was raised by humans, and she also exhibits characteristics such as the ambiguous logic of the usual narratives of humans at this age.

Even though Loynes looks like a standard Vulcan girl on the outside, her expression—she smiles with her eyes, curious with her eyebrows, dissatisfied and nervous with her wrinkled nose—is so colorful that only a human child can have. Colorful emotions.She has blue eyes and the same curved mouth as Kirk's. She is indeed a child raised by Kirk.

Since there is no mother in Loynes' introduction, assuming she is indeed Kirk's flesh and blood, her existence will be a question worth exploring. Kirk conceived new life with another Vulcan woman—the very thought, even the mere thought, of that made Spock's blood boil.But he ignores them.Then, his conjecture turned around again: why must it be a woman?

Suppose the captain and a male Vulcan...

Spock knew that human males couldn't conceive offspring, and neither could Vulcan males.

But no studies have shown that human males can't impregnate Vulcans or... the other way around.

Spock forgot that he was still confronting a child, running numbers in his head as he tried to work backwards: put the gestation period at 0.8 standard years, and Loynes was 2.3 years old, so she was born around 3.1 years ago.In other words, Kirk was 3.1 years ago with-

……three years ago.

The number that comes out makes Spock's blood freeze suddenly.

He couldn't help but think about the reason why he left the Enterprise three years ago.

His mind was full of smooth skin, hot wraps, and low moans.He remembers how he fell like a beast on his prey, his conquered, pushing him hard into the mattress again and again without tenderness; , submissively accepting his endless savagery, until finally reaching out tiredly to caress his cheek, the gentle smile on his lips condensed into the shape of a flower.

His blood heat slowly cooled down because of that tenderness.The primitive impulse gradually faded from his body, and his consciousness also began to withdraw.Exhausted, he collapsed on the bed with his warm partner in his arms, the tip of his nose against his golden brown sweaty hair, while the human curled up in his arms, buried his face in the crescent of his neck, and murmured his words The name finally fell asleep.

He has never had such a sense of satisfaction, comparable to conquering the world.

"Mr. First Mate..."

Spock almost drowned in the memory that he buried deeply, and he suddenly came back to his senses when he heard the small child's voice calling.He exhaled heavily from his nasal cavity, trying to regain his composure: "What's the matter?"

Loynes stared at him with a worried Kirk look, but finally didn't ask directly, "May I ask you not to tell Uncle Bonsey?"

Finally a name that can be pronounced correctly. Spock motioned her to continue with his eyes.

Loynes raised his hand, half of his face was buried in the soft hairball, only a pair of big bright blue eyes were exposed: "Here. They escaped without permission. Uncle Bonsey will be angry."

Spock takes three seconds to imagine their CMO, and he does.

Loynes asked, "Can you keep this a secret for me?"

The golden Tribble suddenly rose so much that Spock was almost at her eye level.The seriousness written on that immature little face is irresistible, and adults who are full of worries now have no time to weigh the pros and cons: "It's doable. But before that, you need to start from the dangerous Make sure to get on and off the platform."

And the girl opened her hands to him without any hesitation.

Spock thinks, as he holds her tiny body up again, that Kirk's upbringing—teaching a child to trust others without defense—isn't really conducive to her safe development.

He put her on the ground, and the latter thanked her with a smile.A smiling Vulcan. Wonder churned in Spock's stomach