Leonard was surprised when two days later it was a fully showered and dressed Spock who came down the stairs while Leonard was helping himself to a cup of coffee and another pumpkin donut.
He’d been bored to tears for those days, finding there was little to do by yourself in a homestead in the middle of nowhere. He hadn’t dared go directly into the bedroom while matters were still commencing but he had kept a pained ear trained.
“Spock, nice to see you coherent. Does that mean it’s over?”
“It has…passed.” Spock went into the kitchen to make himself tea. “At the moment, the captain is sleeping.”
Leonard rolled his eyes. “The captain is it?”
Spock averted his gaze. “I suppose you have many questions.”
“You bet I do. But first I need to check on Jim.”
“He is asleep and in a mild version of the Vulcan healing trance I initiated for him. I would ask that you not disturb him immediately.”
“And I would ask where you got your medical degree,” Leonard rose and he held up a hand when Spock took a forward step. “I’m just going to check. If he’s sleeping and is in no immediate distress, I’ll leave him be.”
Leonard took his medical bag and went up the stairs into the bedroom his two closest friends had been using. Jim was lying on his side facing away from Leonard. He ran a quick scan and was relieved to see his vitals seemed to be close to normal. He saw no evidence of excessive wounds or bruising either.
Going back downstairs, Leonard found Spock sitting at the table with his tea. In front of him was the Vulcan bread Kreyla.
Spock stared into his tea. “I am the last being you need be concerned would harm him. He is the most important to me in the universe.”
“Is that as a result of the Pon Farr.”
“My affection for Jim preceded that,” Spock said softly. “He has been the subject of my affections for some time.”
Leonard raised his eyebrows. “Was Jim aware of that before Pon Farr?”
“Yes. Our relationship was kept secret in the waning months of the five-year mission. I had discussed the possibility of my time with him and secured his consent prior to his commencement.”
“And what happens now?”
“We are a bonded pair.”
“A legal marriage in terms of the Federation. Should Jim wish to have an Earth marriage, I am amenable.” Spock paused, sipped his tea. “We intend to file the bonding papers once we have fully recovered.”
“I’d been sent to find you. Apparently some young Vulcans were having performance issues. Jim assured me you were not.”
“I was not. But to hear some are, is troubling.”
“Yeah, so they’re working on it. I informed everyone that you were okay and in the throes of it. I’ll let them know you came out of it fine.”
“Thank you, Doctor.”
“Well, if this is what you both want, then congratulations, Spock.”
“Jim did say you were aware of his feeling for me.”
Leonard nodded. “Yeah, long time ago he confessed to me. You and Uhura were pretty serious back then and Jim’s not that kind of guy.”
“I am aware.”
“But if this is what you two want, then, I’m happy for you.”
Spock nodded. “I will always hold great affection for Nyota, but Jim is my T’hy’la. There can be no one else for me.”
“And I’m sure Jim feels the same way. Okay, Spock, I’m going to check on him one more time and then I’ll leave you two to it. I’m sure that you’ll see that he eats and takes care of himself.”
“I will, of course.”
Leonard smiled. “Of course. I have more own leave to get back to, so soon I’ll let you two get to yours. A sort of…honeymoon,”
Spock arched a brow. Leonard gathered up his few belongings and set out to check on Jim once more before departure.
He knew everything would be fine.