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Mar. 11th, 2007 07:53 amJim looked up at the night sky. Vulcan was close enough to Earth that he could find the stars he knew his whole life with ease. And even some of the constellations were there. But it wasn't Earth's sky. So he would study it one last night.
He wouldn't miss Vulcan. He never missed any of the worlds he visited, never even missed Earth. The stars were his home. But he would always give a thought to this harsh world for sheltering him. Jim only knew one Vulcan well till now. The months spent with Sarek and his entourage expanded his sesne of this race. For all their claims of absolute logic and self-control, they were still capable of great passion. Applied logically, of course. That they would stand up to Starfleet, that they would go to the lengths they had for Spock and for Spock's friends, that surprised him. And impressed him.
And he began to see how Amanda Grayson could leave Earth for Sarek and his world. No, Sarek was not as prone to moments of unexpected emotion and pride the way Spock was. But there was, under that reserve, a love for his son and for his wife that Amanda clearly saw. He envied them a little. Even were he to marry Antonia, he doubted there would be the same bond.
Jim tried to find the one star he couldn't see from Earth. Not at night, anyway. He remembered the first time he found Sol from space, a raw cadet on his first training voyage. Over thirty years earlier, on the Stalwart. Then, as now, the Homestar, the center of man's universe from the time of Copernicus and Galileo till that of Edwin Hubble, was just another star. And Earth? Well, it wasn't even visible. He wasn't sure how much it counted for.
Tomorrow, he would return to that planet. His best guess? He would not leave it again for some time. And though Antonia was there, though friends and colleagues were there, he would give anything to change this fate. Anything but what he gave to create it.
He lay back on the sands of Vulcan and looked for Sirius, then Polaris, and finally Rigel.
He wouldn't miss Vulcan. He never missed any of the worlds he visited, never even missed Earth. The stars were his home. But he would always give a thought to this harsh world for sheltering him. Jim only knew one Vulcan well till now. The months spent with Sarek and his entourage expanded his sesne of this race. For all their claims of absolute logic and self-control, they were still capable of great passion. Applied logically, of course. That they would stand up to Starfleet, that they would go to the lengths they had for Spock and for Spock's friends, that surprised him. And impressed him.
And he began to see how Amanda Grayson could leave Earth for Sarek and his world. No, Sarek was not as prone to moments of unexpected emotion and pride the way Spock was. But there was, under that reserve, a love for his son and for his wife that Amanda clearly saw. He envied them a little. Even were he to marry Antonia, he doubted there would be the same bond.
Jim tried to find the one star he couldn't see from Earth. Not at night, anyway. He remembered the first time he found Sol from space, a raw cadet on his first training voyage. Over thirty years earlier, on the Stalwart. Then, as now, the Homestar, the center of man's universe from the time of Copernicus and Galileo till that of Edwin Hubble, was just another star. And Earth? Well, it wasn't even visible. He wasn't sure how much it counted for.
Tomorrow, he would return to that planet. His best guess? He would not leave it again for some time. And though Antonia was there, though friends and colleagues were there, he would give anything to change this fate. Anything but what he gave to create it.
He lay back on the sands of Vulcan and looked for Sirius, then Polaris, and finally Rigel.
