New Fic: Observer
Jun. 15th, 2012 04:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jackwabbitObserver
Fandom: Star Trek Enterprise
Rated: G
Category: Double drabble. FutureFic, T’Pol focus. Gen. Slight crossover with TOS.
Season: Occurs in 2248, a bit before TOS.
Spoilers: None. References E2.
Summary: She’d been compelled to see him - to actually lay eyes on him.
Note: Barring an early death, T’Pol would be 178 years old when TOS started.
xxx
She’d heard of him, of course, but she’d never met him.
And yet he was the reason for her trip today - her first visit to the spaceport in over fifty years.
She’d been compelled to see him - to actually lay eyes on him.
And she’d done just that.
She’d seen him coldly bid goodbye to his Human mother in the obvious absence of his Vulcan father before he calmly turned and boarded the craft that would take him to Earth and Starfleet Academy.
And she’d seen that same mother blink back unshed tears as she turned and hurried home.
She spared a thought for the woman as she watched her go, understanding her plight as an outsider far too well. Then she turned to the shuttlecraft, watching as it lifted off and carried its passengers to their destiny.
When she could no longer see it, when it disappeared into the cosmos, T’Pol almost smirked, hearing her own voice from long ago in her mind.
After a moment, she couldn’t help but verbalize the phrase.
And if any passersby thought it strange to see an old Vulcan mumbling “Follow your heart, Spock,” in public, none were impolite enough to say so.
Fandom: Star Trek Enterprise
Rated: G
Category: Double drabble. FutureFic, T’Pol focus. Gen. Slight crossover with TOS.
Season: Occurs in 2248, a bit before TOS.
Spoilers: None. References E2.
Summary: She’d been compelled to see him - to actually lay eyes on him.
Note: Barring an early death, T’Pol would be 178 years old when TOS started.
xxx
She’d heard of him, of course, but she’d never met him.
And yet he was the reason for her trip today - her first visit to the spaceport in over fifty years.
She’d been compelled to see him - to actually lay eyes on him.
And she’d done just that.
She’d seen him coldly bid goodbye to his Human mother in the obvious absence of his Vulcan father before he calmly turned and boarded the craft that would take him to Earth and Starfleet Academy.
And she’d seen that same mother blink back unshed tears as she turned and hurried home.
She spared a thought for the woman as she watched her go, understanding her plight as an outsider far too well. Then she turned to the shuttlecraft, watching as it lifted off and carried its passengers to their destiny.
When she could no longer see it, when it disappeared into the cosmos, T’Pol almost smirked, hearing her own voice from long ago in her mind.
After a moment, she couldn’t help but verbalize the phrase.
And if any passersby thought it strange to see an old Vulcan mumbling “Follow your heart, Spock,” in public, none were impolite enough to say so.
Re: Nice!
Date: Jun. 16th, 2012 08:10 am (UTC)