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_{[He pursed his lips, wading through the spheres like you waded through a kiddy pool to the center, the sphere there seeming to shift and accept him, making him glow faintly.

He turned, surveying the different orbs and pointed to the honey-chocolate one.]}

Uhura.

_{[His finger moved to the orange-yellow.]}

Chekov.

_{[Yellow, like oriental silk.]}

Sulu.

_{[White, like bone.]}

Bones.

_{[Steely gray, like metal.]}

Scotty.

_{[And now pointing to the one in closest orbit to himself, Bones' right behind it in terms of order. It glowed and shimmered blue.]}

You.

[Spock was silent for a long time.... staring at the sphere that represented him.

He gingerly reached out and touched it.... it reacted positively... seeming to shiver in the night sky.
The bond started to chime once more... reverberating around them, wanting to delve into Jim's mind.
Spock retracted his hand.... attempting to school the bond.]

My apologies...

...this... This is very beautiful Jim.

_{[ Kirk shivered when the other touched the sphere that was him, licking his lips as he felt and heard that ringing, a part of him wanting to reach out and grasp the thread like a drowning man. But he couldn't.

Spock didn't know what he was doing. Kirk couldn't...

He sighed, reaching down and scooping up the blue sphere and cradled it in his cupped hands, the sphere giving off a quiet light, perhaps even a bit sterile in its nature, but laced with its own warmth.]}

It didn't used to be so close, you know.

[Spock shivered at the feeling of being held close to Jim... so close.

The Vulcan gravitated towards his Captain.]

Indeed? When... when did I become so close? [The chime started up once more...Spock was unable to control it.]

_{[ He thought on it, frowning, trying to consider when. He did not meditate as much as Spock, but...]}

After you kissed me, in the kitchen.

_{[He let go of the sphere and it floated back into place of its own accord.]}

[Spock watched it go...a piece of his heart going with it.

But with some satisfaction, he saw it start to orbit close around Jim once more.]

That is most interesting... You seem to have handled the bond quite well Asha....Jim. My end may not look so taken care of....

_{[ He looked at the other at that slip up, his eyes narrowing a bit, as if debating if he wished to fight the other hiding it, but ultimately seemed to decide against it.]}

Do I even want to know?

[Insecurity traveled from Spock...]

If you do not want to, I will completely understand... I can end the meld at this time. [Spock was actually a wee bit relieved...

_{[ Kirk glared at him, and for a minute the warm center orb that was himself flashed red with his anger.]}

Will you stop that? Seriously, I need to boot you through reading human tone boot camp.

And now, just because you said and... felt that, I want to see it.

[Spock took another look at the golden sun...

Even here Jim was the center of his Universe... and he wanted to touch it.]

Very well... please follow me. [Spock started to walk back the way they came... through the door and into the black abyss.]

_{[Kirk looked back at his little made universe and followed Spock, keeping close as they shifted into the colder dark. He wrapped his arms around himself, wondering it was he would see... if he wanted to see it.]}

[The darkness shifted around them... slowly brightening...

...and the heat was suddenly intense.
They found themselves in a middle of a desert...and a small Vulcan style cement house was in front of them.

Spock opened the door and led them through... There was a garden at the back of the house. A very large garden.

However... the fountain in the middle was dry, there were no flowers, and the greenery was decidedly brown. The trees that framed the edges of the garden were limp and did not look well.

Spock led them through the garden via a nice little walk way... There in the dirt, hidden among the brown foliage, was a beautiful desert flower. It was large... the size of a serving platter. Its center was bright yellow, and the golden thread found its root here, almost making the flower luminescent.
Spock turns to Jim.]

This is you.

_{[A part of Kirk was horrified at the state of the garden. This was nothing like the Spock he knew, so neat and clean. This thing was decayed, dying. And that... that scared him. It was like knowing someone was dying and then seeing it before your eyes, watching them wither like a flower in winter.

He looked over to the flower Spock had picked out, the only thing truly alive in this place and he stared at it, not sure what to say. What to do. What could he say?]}

What happened?

_{[ Get everything off him for a minute, focus on the bigger picture.]}

It has been like this since the collapse of Vulcan. Each of these plants represent the connection shared with the planet. Individual people take on a more floral form.

[If Jim looks around, he will see two or three little bushes with little budding flowers on them... but nothing quite so significant as the giant flower in front of them.

However, in the center of the garden, right next to the fountain, was a bush....and it was black, as if charred. It may have been a rose bush at some point.]

It will take time... but the garden will eventually repair itself... [It would take a life-time though without great aid. And Spock didn't have access to a mind healer.]

_{[Jim knew the loss of Vulcan had greatly hurt Spock. How could it not? Seeing your home die like that, seeing your mother die... he had been spared watching the death of his own parent.

But he had never truly grasped how very... intrinsic it was to a Vulcan, and certainly not to Spock.

He gulped, not wanting to look, to see the carnage, the devastation.

Instead he turned to Spock.... and hugged him.]}

It'll be okay.

_{[Because for some reason, that needed to be said, as if saying it would make it true.]}

[Spock stiffened in the sudden embrace...

...but soon melted into it. The Vulcan wrapped his arms around Jim in return, and clutched at the shirt...leaning his head on Jim's shoulder.

Around them it started to rain... The Vulcan's frame shook with silent sobs. Through the link, a string of Vulcan words floated towards Jim... they were soothing...
...enticing. As if it were a sirens song.]

_{[ That alone was a shock to Kirk. Emotion, he thought, was a foreign thing to Spock. Oh sure, he had made him show it when his mother died, but that was different.

Quietly he held him, rubbing his back, letting him cry it out. It was hard to imagine a Vulcan crying, but maybe this was the human side of Spock.

And then he heard the words, like a song.]}

Spock, what's that?

[The Vulcan shivered in Jim's hold...How could he tell Jim that it was the bond singing? That their closeness was causing it?
Would Jim run from him again?]

It... It is the bond Jim.

_{[ That made him tense, but he was aware enough to think that pulling away suddenly would only serve to whither this garden more, and he didn't want that. He remembered seeing it before, beautiful, breathing. And now... black. It was to much.

He pulled back only slightly, though he kept hugging him, if less tightly.]}

Did you tell me everything there was to this bond, Spock?

[Spock moved away from Jim.]

My.. my apologies. I did not intend for you to see that. [Being emotionally compromised in front of Jim seemed to be a running gag now.]

I have told you everything that I am aware of. This is you... you are my T'hy'la.... the rest of this garden represents severed bonds... but it will become better with time as new bonds replace them.

_{[ He walked over to a nearby bloom and he knelt, reaching out to touch the whither blooms, wincing at how dry the felt, like old paper, ready to crumble.]}

Are they some that are still okay? I mean, come on, I can't be your only friend.

[Spock pointed to another bush with small red flowers...]

That is Sa-kai.... Arsene Lupin. If he had not been there... I do not know what would have happened.
It is getting better Jim... please do not worry about me. The fear that I hold now is of leaving Luceti... and the repercussions of losing the bonds once again.]

_{[ Kirk looked back at him, frowning a moment. ]}

You know... they say that, even though somebody's gone, they're never really gone, you know? Just because you or they can't be there physically, doesn't mean what you have with them is lost.

_{[ God, he hated trying to be deep. It wasn't his thing, and he know that it sounded awkward coming from his mouth. But he was trying, okay? ]}

[Spock nodded... He knew Jim was trying, and he appreciated it.]

I understand Jim. [Spock also knew that Jim didn't understand the nature of physical bonds... having someone die who did not leave their katra behind physically harmed a Vulcan.
It would be like starting over.]

_{[ He turned sharply suddenly and marched up to the other, glaring at him.]}

Do you, Spock? Because, seriously, if something's wrong you need to tell me so when things go sideways I can help you fix it.

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