Another Meeting

[mirroredcommand]

With the most careful of attempts, not wanting to warn the system that he was trying anything at all, Pike was testing the limits of the restrictions on the padd he had been given. He had been reading extensively on the history and known facts of the Christopher Richard Pike of this universe.

In many ways, they were surprisingly similar, and in others, not so surprisingly different. This was a man of peace, with multiple accomplishments in the areas of peace keeping and bravery, a very well respected captain as well as the designer of this universe's Enterprise.

And a slightly younger man as well, it seemed. The year was 2258. When he had left his universe, it had been 2263. Briefly, Pike had wondered if he had remained fifty years old or he had lost five years in the process.

His head came up from the faint light of the padd when he heard the guards shifting. It was too early for the shift change - that meant something was happening.

Comments

[sehlatbear.livejournal.com]

"A fair statement, on its surface. I do not know enough to judge."

Spock had an idea, one that James probably would not like. He would consider it a moment more in favor of the question they probably all wanted answered.

"Do you believe that he heard you?"

[iron-command.livejournal.com]

The very slightest of shrugs, "There's no way for me to know." He spoke the truth, at least.

[sehlatbear.livejournal.com]

"And if I had such a way?"

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

No. NO. Spock was not fucking suggesting what he though Spock was suggesting. His fingers tightened sharply on the phaser. He would blast them both - Pike for being an asshole and Spock for being an idiot!

[iron-command.livejournal.com]

"And what way would that be?"

[sehlatbear.livejournal.com]

"You... extended a certain trust to me. I can allow you to listen, for a moment at least, in return."

[iron-command.livejournal.com]

"You would trust me with such a thing?" His tone remained cool, but there might have been what could be hinted at as hope beneath it.

[sehlatbear.livejournal.com]

"Not blindly. But you are not the only one with defenses of the mind, Pike. Though mine would not be the only conditions that would need satisfying."

[iron-command.livejournal.com]

"I wouldn't expect that you would be without shielding." His eyes narrowed to slits, a frown pulling down at his lips. "Do you know something I don't, Spock?"

[sehlatbear.livejournal.com]

"I spoke with Captain Kirk, as I told you I would do. He, of course, does not trust you."

Spock looks down at the floor for a moment before looking back at Pike, making eye contact.

"My trust of you is also highly limited. I do not care for being intruded upon in such a fashion. I would not have done the same."

He could understand Pike's need but the execution of it....

[iron-command.livejournal.com]

"You would have done the same," There was no doubt at all in Pike's voice, "If you knew there was a chance to reach your bond mates when there was no other way. Can you deny it?"

[sehlatbear.livejournal.com]

"Pike."

Spock maintains the eyecontact, reminiscent of their first meeting.

"I would have made the request."

[iron-command.livejournal.com]

"You say that, but I wonder if it's true." Pike leaned back slightly, "But I hadn't realized the extent of your bonds with others. It's different then what I know."

[sehlatbear.livejournal.com]

"Nufau au sochya - yi dungi ma tu sochya. Though perhaps Surak did not walk the Plain of Blood in your time.

I did not reveal them to you last time. I extend an offer to you, that you might view them. Under certain conditions, if they are acceptable to us both."

[iron-command.livejournal.com]

"And why are you extending the offer to me now, Spock?" His voice level, but his eyes commanded.

[sehlatbear.livejournal.com]

Spock was not a man to be cowed by the commands of others. He served his Pike because his Pike earned that. He served his Jim, as difficult as it was, for the same reason. He owed this man no obedience and his eyes flashed it.

"I am curious. I cannot hear him, yet there may be something there. You are tuned to him. And I..."

Spock steps closer, very close to speak in a commanding tone of his own.

"I would know if this is possible. I would see you reunited and my friends and mates unharmed. I feel the pain of your loss, the shadow of it like a limb that has been amputated, and I would heal the hurt if possible. And I would protect my loves, this life I have built"

[iron-command.livejournal.com]

This Spock and his Spock, Pike mused to himself, are not so different. That same flare of rebellion, denial of the truth, had been in the eyes of a much younger Vulcan eleven years ago. Like a great panther, dark eyed and haired, sleek grace and power, brought to hand by someone who knew just the right amount of dominance and offerings to make it lay at his side.

"Why are you so very sure I would do anything to hurt your friends or mates?" Pike asked with a raised eyebrow, not acknowledging the comment on his pain. "Why are you so sure that I would do anything to destroy the life you have?" His tone kept calm, unbowing beneath Spock's command.

[sehlatbear.livejournal.com]

"I have certainty of nothing, Pike."

Spock's eyes are dark and huge and anyone who thinks Vulcans are truly emotionless is blind to the intensity pouring off of this man as he risks.

"I know only that you entered my mind without invitation, simply because you saw it as a chance. You have done me no harm but you - and yours - use violence as a tool in a way that is repugnant to me no matter how logical it is in your universe. Your... Spock. Your mate. I know what I would be in his place. He would do harm. I seek to avoid it."

[iron-command.livejournal.com]

"Perhaps you should realize my intentions instead of simply what might be, then." Pike said in an almost quiet tone, no less powerful for its softer volume. "Do you really think I prefer being locked away down here, waiting on a chance? Do you believe, truly believe, I'm incapable of seeing that this universe is different then my own?"

Pike stood up, slowly and steady, keeping his eyes locked with Spock. "I am capable of restraining myself. Spock, if he comes, will look far more kindly on finding me free of a cell. You are capable of keeping up barriers to keep me from your mind if you believe I will try again."

[sehlatbear.livejournal.com]

"Were I not aware, I would not have even extended the offer. Though your residence is not mine to decide."

Spock has no reservations regarding the potential meld itself - he can offer a bit of his mind to Pike, with the same tight control that Pike exhibited, though with less threat.

"We dance around this most illogically. State your intentions or do not. But I have made this offer. Would you hear the conditions?"

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

You can't be serious. Spock you can't actually believe he wouldn't hurt someone if I let him out of here. Kirk thought wildly, gritting his teeth together so hard his jaw was aching.

And you seriously better not be offering to fucking meld with him again.

[iron-command.livejournal.com]

"Tell me your conditions." He stated calmly.

[sehlatbear.livejournal.com]

"You provided a path from which I did not stray. I request the same courtesy in return. And an agreement that you intrude no more without permission in the future. I will aid your effort at contact in whatever way I can in this moment in return for this."

Here he paused, looked at Pike's gloved hands.

"And a condition, from the captain. That you surrender your gloves."

Spock had not forgotten Kirk's threat. He saw no need to stun this man - and believed in the privacy of his mind that such might prove more difficult a task than James supposed in any event.

[iron-command.livejournal.com]

"Your first condition I can agree with fully. The second is more difficult." He gestured over one hand. "If anyone other then my hands touches these, the results won't be pleasant by any means." He looked to Spock, his tone serious.

"I explained, with some details, this to your counterpart."

[sehlatbear.livejournal.com]

Spock reached a hand out, as though to stroke the leather, but did not touch.

"Such was remembered, in our sharing of the event."

He withdrew his hand.

"Your gloves need not to manipulated by another. They may be placed in secure storage." He did not mention that they might be destroyed - indeed he hoped they would not be. The technology, while applied to terrible use, was fascinating. Perhaps a way to study them might be devised. "Yet I will not counter the captain, who is, for the duration, now my captain, in this."