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Chapter 21. Love hurtsWe had two more hours till we reached the planet. Anna had com'd me wanting to speak to me. I walked to her quarters and found her and Scotty there. He looked well nervous and I leaned against the wall.
"Yes?" My voice was warm.
"I asked Anna to marry me." He paused, waiting for my response.
I swore my heart stopped. Anna my best friend. She was an android, but not android. She could feel and react. She could also age. I was stunned. My heart twisted and tears filled my eyes. I hugged Scotty to hide my almost painful reaction. I was happy for Anna and yet I hurt. I was confused to why.
"I am so happy for you both." Anna relaxed at my words and tears rolled down my face.
"You have always been a sister to me and shall remain so Anna." She laughed and hugged me so tight I could not breathe.
I made a gurgling noise and she released me giggling. I coughed and laughed.
You'll be my maid of honor right?" her voice was giddy.
I nodded then I took a step back feeling tra
Chapter 20. Haunted EyesI felt my self in the mist of a nightmare. The planet around me was screaming in pain. I was the only light, as the people where dying. I kept trying over and over to save them, but nothing was of use. It was so hot and there was no relief. Over and over I thrashed seeking relief. A cool hand touched my face.
"My thoughts to your thoughts, my mind to your mind. We are one." Spock's voice whispered in my mind but I could not respond. "She is having a vision of what seems to be the planet we are heading for Captain. The people are dying although she is fighting to save them. I am trying to pull her out of the vision but it has quite a hold on her mind"
I felt him push into my mind and in my vision I saw him stand there calmly.
"Allora you must let this vision go, we can not help them in here."
My raw eyes looked around me and I whispered.
"Why can't I save them Spock? Look at them suffering. It hurts so bad." I screamed in reaction to their
Chapter 19.. Find meIt was dark when I final stopped. I sat there on the edge of a cliff and I felt Anna walk up to me.
"They are looking for you." She spoke softly
"I don't give a damn." I lied. "Did you tell them where I was?"
"No but they will find you soon." She sat down near me. "Spock looked like he had been hit. Then when he could not find you on the ship he seemed almost upset. He called McCoy and Kirk. They traced your com back to the tent. There are many on this planet and it will take time to find you. Is this what you want? To scare those that love you."
I looked up at her with tear filled eyes.
"Does he love me? I told him who I truly was and he pulled away... he stiffened."
She breathed out hard. As an android she did not need to breathe, but did so not scare others.
"Allora don't you think your being a little hard on him?"
I glared at her.
"He is a Vulcan they never do anything they do not mean."
She brushed my hair off my face.
"No species is perfect and he has human in him that is not eas
Chap16 Ah so this is Ponn FarrI walked till I found my self in front of the holo room. I checked to see if it was empty. Finding it was, I pushed in some codes. The door opened to the smell of lavender and Plalora roses. I felt the knot at the base of my skull loosen. I walked into the holo and took in the garden around my house. I missed this place of peace. I know I had made the right decision coming here, but yet at times this place called me. I sat down on my swing chair and tilled my face to the sunlight. The door opened and Anna walked over.
She sat down and looked at me quietly.
"I thought you would be with Scotty?" I hated how weak my voice sounded.
If android's could blush, she would of.
"I heard what happened are you ok Allora."
I looked at her and shook my head.
"No Anna I am not."
She slipped her arms around me and I gave into the sobs building in me. "Jameson brought back horrible memories. Spock is hurting and I may be the only one who
Bo.When Lindsay was born, Bo was there. Standing beside her mother, he was the first thing she ever saw. But he was not her father; her father stood on the other side.
Bo was there until the very moment she died.
The sun shone bright through the windows of her pink-laden room. She loved pink. And black.
“Because Bo is black,” she’d told her parents.
Her imaginary friend, they soon concluded.
“Bo is all black,” she described one night as her father tucked her in, “His skin and his hair and everything. He doesn’t talk a lot.”
Her father frowned.
“He sounds scary.”
“He’s not,” she insisted.
Bo sat on the bed and said nothing.
Her father kissed her good night and turned out the light.
“Why can’t Dad see you?” she asked.
“Are you real?”
“Are you real?” he replied.
“How do you know?”
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