TOS 27 - Mindshadow by Star Trek

Author:Star Trek [Star Trek]
Language: deu
Format: epub
Tags: \Star Trek
Published: 2011-01-02T07:59:07.629000+00:00

MINDSHADOW

Amanda had been right--he had grown into them.

It had always been Spock's contention that the boy

did not resemble his mother in the slightest. However,

studying the portrait now, it seemed that there was

something, perhaps in the eyes...

He sat heavily on the comfortable, overstuffed

sofa.

The girl-woman had been no more than an

illusion, a

trick of his overloaded faculties,

brought on by exhaustion.

Perhaps the trip had been too much for him. It

occurred to him that he should return to his room, to

prove to himself that the girl had been an illusion,

and

to sleep in his own bed, but instead he sank back

into

the comfortingly familiar softness of the couch.

"Spock."

He raised his eyelids at the soft, warm sound,

unsure for a moment where he was.

Amanda stood with her back to the large picture

window that overlooked the garden. The rising sun

outlined her in a halo of dazzling white light;

Spock

could not see her face. He pushed against the

yielding

softness of the sofa, struggling to rise, but she sat

down next to him.

She was older than the woman in the portrait,

now;

the golden hair was mostly silver, and the lines about

her eyes were etched more deeply by the harshness of

life on Vulcan. She reached a hand toward him

in the

ritual embrace: index and middle fingers

extended

tightly together, the thumb folded over the remaining

fingers, a symbol that these two were forever tied by

marriage or by blood. Amanda Grayson had for

so

long suppressed the urge to encircle a loved

one with

her arms that the impulse rarely occurred to her

anymore;

it had taken many years.

The small hint of a smile that curved the corners

of

her mouth upward was still exactly the same. What-

ever anxiety she might have felt for her son was

carefully shielded, a skill acquired from years

of living

with Sarek.

"I thought I heard someone come in last night. I

thought it might be your father coming home early.

Please don't tell me you walked from the

capital."

Very well, thought Spock. "Father is not here?" he

asked in English. He and his father always addressed

her in her native tongue; she did

speak Vulcan, after a

fashion, as she put it--but the sibilants were

impossible

for her to produce, in spite of her training as a

linguist.

"He's at an emergency Council meeting in the

capital.

I expect him back sometime tomorrow evening."

Spock's sense of relief was so deep that he was

almost ashamed of it. His greatest concern upon arriving

home had been the effect that his lack of mental

shields would have upon Sarek; surely his father

would find the chaos of Spock's mental

processes

offensive. About Amanda, he did not worry. Not

being

a telepath, she would never know of his mental

infirmities,

nor judge his actions against the harsh standards

of logic. She would only encourage and try

to understand,

virtues of which Sarek seemed incapable. Perhaps

she was why Spock had never minded working

with humans, why he had volunteered for duty on

the Enterprise.

"I've been in contact with Dr. McCoy," she

continued

gently, "and he tells me that you're taking a

certain medication... if you could give it to me,

I'll

see that you receive it on the proper schedule."

Spock's head turned sharply, but not at

Amanda's

words.

His peripheral vision caught a glimpse of

movement,

a flash of white and black in the hallway. It

was the

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