Commander Spock was not known to be an emotional being. He was quite the opposite. Always calculating an analytical... But he was yours, and you were his... Not like anyone in Star Fleet knew about it... They couldn't. Both of your positions would be compromised and he would be questioned as a Vulcan...being emotionally compromised. He couldn't afford that. So you would find time alone together some nights, but it was hard to be alone... And when dangerous missions arrived you couldn't help but want to kiss him...tell him that he better be back...to stay and not put himself in danger... War was on the brink and Captain Kirk was addressing the team. Prepare for battle. That was the order. Spock was as calm as ever. You wondered if life was easier as a Vulcan...less emotion and more calculations...logic...maybe it was...