Their saving hands and minds protected Pike's from the darkness of madness, pushed back the night that was threatening this private place within his mind. The bond that needed repair, needed its mate, stretched too thin to sense, coiled around They-who-were-Spock and their own bonds and latched on, finding, feeling, needing.
Spock! A single word that spoke of such longing, such love, fell silently from Pike's lips and heavily from his mind. They were in his inner most more, where only his t'hy'la had gone before, where there were no boundaries of training and there were no masks of strength and bravado and command.
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Date: 2009-09-13 03:42 pm (UTC)Spock! A single word that spoke of such longing, such love, fell silently from Pike's lips and heavily from his mind. They were in his inner most more, where only his t'hy'la had gone before, where there were no boundaries of training and there were no masks of strength and bravado and command.