Title: Ambassador
Author: rolletti
Fandom:TOS Star Trek
Pairing: Spock/Uhura
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: No Paramount, I get no money for this my
precious. The Characters are not ours my precious.
Paramount is tricksy 


Ambassador

The Enterprise was on assignment in the Frenian Beta
System orbiting the planet Tavia. Captain Kirk, Spock,
McCoy, Chekov and Uhura were on assignment to
negotiate mineral rights for the Federation.

The Ambassador who was to accompany Kirk and Spock
became ill with a virus she contracted on her last
assignment.  It was undetected by the Lexington's ship
doctor, because it lay dormant until it was ready to
rear its ugly head.

Ambassador Sheila Earl was a sophisticated, competent
negotiator who obtained what she set out for. She is
one of the Federations leading Ambassadors for the
past ten years. The tenure of her Ambassadorship has
led her to Tavia and to place the negotiations along
side her many accomplishments. Sheila Earl was astute,
perceptive and resourceful. The Federations confidence
in her ranked with that of Sarek of Vulcan. Now she
lies in sickbay as a result of the near fatal virus. 

Dr. McCoy found an antidote for the dreadful disease,
but she faced two weeks of recuperation. She's an
aggressive ambassador who got her way, but not while
she's in sickbay.  In sickbay she has met her match,
Dr. McCoy.

"You will lie there for two weeks and if you don't
behave yourself I'll make it three with security to
watch over you.  In here my word is law and it will do
you good not to forget it."

Both Kirk and Spock watched the offended Ms. Earl and
felt a bit of remorse for her, Dr. McCoy could be
ruthless, cold and ironfisted at times.  Nevertheless,
she did come close to dying and her body was not yet
strong enough to engage in the negotiations coming up
with the Tavians.

It was crucial the talks between the Federation and
the Tavians continued at the appointed time. Spock
suggested Uhura take the ambassador's place on the
female dominant planet. With her communication skills
in linguistics, she was the logical choice.

The men accompanied Uhura as consultants, but to the
Tavians they were her slaves.

**************

The Queens secretary, Areena, followed by the five
Enterprise crew, showed Uhura to her suite in the
palace. 

"Uhura, these are your rooms. This is the Great Room
for entertaining your guest while you're visiting with
us. If you need anything that your slaves cannot offer
you, you may reach me by pressing this button here. 

"Thank you Areena, you are most kind."

" If you will follow me, I'll show you where your
slaves are to sleep."

They walked into a big spacious bathing room with
mirrors on every wall and ceiling.  The tub was deep
and big enough for six people to enjoy themselves. 
There was even a lounging chair positioned next to the
tub itself.

Chekov's imagination went wild observing the mirrors
and the objects in the room.  He smiled as he assumed
McCoy comprehended his thoughts.

// I could easily become some woman's love slave in
here. //

They were led down a hall and passed the bathing room
to a doorway.  When you stepped in, you saw a very
small plain room with three beds and a dressing table.
There wasn't anything decorating the walls or floor
like the rest of the suite. Uhura noted that she
needed to request more bed clothing for the men or
they would freeze with the simple material that was
already there.

Areena turned to Uhura's slaves and looked them over. 


"Which one is your favorite Uhura?"

"I beg your pardon?"

"Which one do you prefer over the others?"

Uhura was quite shocked and taken aback over the
request and it showed on her face.

With an air of superiority, the secretary lifted her
chin at Uhura's reaction.

"Surely the Federation allows it's first class
citizens to have a favorite."

Coldly looking the woman straight in the eyes, Uhura
addressed her with dignity, authority and domination. 

"I was merely shocked that you had to ask!"
 
Without turning her head, Uhura looked at the
insufferable woman then pointed at her choice. Spock. 


"That one is my favorite."

The woman had a smug expression on her face.

"This month," said Uhura.

The woman's face fell. Recovering, she addressed Spock
as if speaking to a lowly animal.

"Spock you may follow your mistress and myself."

"Only I call him Spock.  You may call him *Mr.*
Spock."  

Uhura and Areena looked at each other challengingly.
Uhura didn't bat an eye.  

"As you wish Ambassador."

"And, you will also address my other men as Mr. Kirk,
Mr. McCoy and Mr. Chekov.  That, of coarse,  are their
names."

She had the look that demanded respect, and Uhura
continued displaying her dignified air.  

"Yes Ambassador. This way.

Uhura and the men followed their guide into an
enormous bedroom occupied by an ostentatious sized
bed.  Uhura forgot about her dignified air when she
looked at the bed.

"That's a big bed."
 
"Yes. The Queen uses one similar to this.  Her and her
favorite find it quite comfortable."

"Uh...where would my favorite sleep if I tire of him?"

The woman stood there dumbfounded.

"I don't know Ambassador, everyone sleeps with their
favorite. I guess you could just have him move to the
other side of the bed if you want."

Uhura felt the heat rising into her face.

// I have to sleep with Spock! //

"Well Ambassador, it was a pleasure meeting you.  The
Queen wishes to see you for breakfast tomorrow
morning. Your men should be able to tend to all your
needs with the supplies in the bathing room. Remember
to push the button if you require anything. I hope
this suite meets with your approval?"

"Yes, thank you, it's beautiful. You may tell your
Queen I am well satisfied and I will meet her at the
appointed time."

The Queens secretary walked out of the room leaving
the awkward five crew members looking at everything,
but each other.


******************

Kirk was to first to speak up after the long
unsettling silence.

"Well."

"Well indeed Captain," said Spock.

Then McCoy added his two cents.

"Well." 

Areena walked in again and addressed Uhura.

"Ambassador, I forgot to inform you that someone will
be up to show your favorite around, so nothing will
hinder his... performance for you."

Suddenly Uhura had an uncontrollable cough and the men
eyebrows rose to their hairlines.

McCoy quickly ran to the bathing room and to get her a
drink of water.

"Are you well Ambassador?" asked Areena.

"Here Uhura, drink this."

As Uhura drank the desperately needed water, Areena
looked at McCoy in shock.

"You address your mistress by her name?"

Spock understood what was happening and addressed
Areena. 

"Where we come from madam, it is our way."

Looking at Uhura she said, "You have strange ways, you
Federationist. If you are well now, I will take my
leave of you."

"Yes, I'm fine thank you."

As the door closed Uhura sat heavily on the bed.

"You're doing a good job Uhura.  For a minute there I
thought you were going to perform the Tal'shaya Spock
taught you last week on that woman."

"Well, did you catch that smirk on her face.  She
doesn't know who's she's dealing with."  With a
cunning smile, her dignity returned with a teasing
twinkle in her eyes. "I'm a communications officer
with *four* favorites, am I not?" 

There were three red faces and one with green ear
tips.

"Indeed."

**********

There was a knock at the door that startled everyone. 
Uhura rose to answer it when Spock stopped her.

"I believe that is my job mistress."

"Yes, you're right, sorry Mr. Spock."

She looked at Kirk and said, "I don't believe this is
going to be as easy as we thought."

He placed a supportive hand on her shoulder and gave
it a squeeze.

Spock left the bedroom and walked across the Great
Room to answer the door. Three tall burly men stepped
through and addressed him.

"We are here to see the Ambassador."

"What is it you wish to speak to her about?"

"You must be her favorite. I am Tor this is Vener and
Dran. We are here to show your mistress   slaves
around the service areas. Are they here?"

"Yes, follow me."

Spock led the men to a sitting area, then proceeded to
the bedroom. The three men stood there confused as to
why he brought them to this room.

 "Surely he does not want us to sit."

"I heard these people customs were strange. Do not let
her catch you sitting Vener, just to be safe."

"Madam, three slaves are here to show  your slaves the
serviceable area's of the palace."

Uhura and the others followed Spock to the nervous
awaiting men, who bowed as she entered the room.

"No harm is to come to my men.  We are new here and
our ways are different, so if they offend any of the
women please inform them as much.  I'll deal with them
myself if I feel the situation warrants it."

"Yes Ambassador.  Someone else will come for your
favorite soon. We will  be back by then, so you will
not be left alone to do your own bidding."

"Thank you.  You may leave now."

They bowed their heads and left the room with the
three new slaves.

***********

"I'm sorry I put you in a awkward position Spock."

Spock looked at her with an unreadable expression with
his hands clasped behind his back.  He didn't blink or
moved a muscle, just observed. Someone who didn't know
Spock would have contributed his silence to irritation
or even anger. Uhura sat there waiting for him to
speak.  She knew he wasn't angry; he was just working
out some equation in his head that included her.

"Why did you choose me?"

Uhura quickly lowered her eyes avoiding Spock
searching ones.  He hesitantly reached out, then with
confidence, took her chin in his hand.  He looked into
her dark brown eyes searching. He noticed her
temperature went up by a degree as her face darkened. 


There was a knock at the door.  Spock held her eyes
for five seconds more, then exited the room to answer.

Two slaves of the Queen stood at the entrance.

"Are you Spock? I'm sorry, Mr. Spock?"

"Yes, I am."

"My name is Tam and this is Kal.  I am here to show
you around to better serve your mistress. Kal will
stay with her till we get back."

Spock looked at Kal studying his face.  

"I would rather wait until one of our own comes back. 
My mistress is... very particular of the men around
her."

Uhura walked into the room to see whom Spock was
speaking to.  She noticed a minor change in his tone
and pitch. Kal watched Uhura's graceful moves as she
filled the room with her presence and spoke to Spock
as he watched her. He took in her beauty from her toes
to finally rest on her beautiful brown eyes. 

"I will treat her well Mr. Spock, one favorite to
another."

The look did not escape Spock.

"You are a favorite? Of whom may I ask?"

"I live here in the palace as one of the many
favorites of the Queen herself."

Spock looked at the tall muscular man with thick, dark
wavy hair and golden eyes, then felt a twinge of
jealousy at the thought of having him here alone with
Uhura. 

// Illogical //


"I will come, but you will not touch the Ambassador in
anyway Kel."

Kel looked at Spock and gave him an irritated but
understanding nod.  

Spock turned and walked toward Uhura, placing a hand
on her back as he led her towards the bedroom.  She
noticed the light touch and it sent a delicious shiver
up her spine.

"Lieutenant, Kel is one of many favorites of the
Queen.  If there are many, I am to assume he hasn't
been intimate with her for quite some time.  Watch
yourself. Do you understand what I am saying
Lieutenant?"

"Yes Mr. Spock."

He nodded, then left her to join Tam.

*****************

Kel stood there in the Great Room hoping to get a
glimpse at the beautiful young mistress.

Uhura stood in her room wondering what to do next.
Spock evidently didn't miss Kel's hungry look and
neither did she. 

 As she walked into the Great Room Kel joined her with
a few quick strides.

"Is there something you require my lady?"

He said in a deep whisper, "Anything?"

Uhura noticed how captivatingly handsome this man was
and the growing hunger in his eyes.

// It would be pleasurable to live here. // 

She then banished the thought.  She didn't approve of
slavery, but handsome willing males... 

// Stop it Uhura //

"No, I do not require anything thank you. You don't
have to stay here. Is there something else you'd
rather be doing right now Kel?" A light shone in his
eyes as he moved closer to Uhura.

 //Ooops, wrong choice of words. // 

She noticed his breathing getting heavier as he
approached her. "I can think of something my lady," he
said using his sexy, seductive voice.  Stopping only
inches away filling her of his arousing musky scent. 
He put his hand on her back and slowly moved it down
to her buttocks, squeezing and pulling her forward
against him.  Kissing her neck, he reached up to pinch
her...

// No, I can't // 

Breathing hard, Uhura pushed hard against him, making
him stumble, then fall.  Trembling, she looked at the
poor shocked rejected man.

Just then Spock walked in.

Taking stock of the situation, he picked up the big
man with ease and escorted him to the door.

"Your services are not required here.  He tossed the
man with more force than he meant to and Kel almost
ran into the returning Enterprise crew with flailing
arms.

The shocked men entered the room looking from Uhura to
Spock.  She didn't make eye contact with them and
quickly retreated to the bedroom.

"What was that all about Spock?" asked McCoy.

Spock didn't answer while starring at the bedroom
door, then followed Uhura. His movements were tense as
he retreated to her room.  Shutting the door behind
him, he left the three men standing in the Great Room,
speechless."

"Well I'll be! What do you think that was all about
Jim?"

"Hmm.  I've never seen Spock act that way. He just
about threw that man out the door."

Looking at his two companions, he came to a
conclusion.

"Well, knowing our Mr. Spock, I guess the man was
thrown out for logical reasons."

************

Spock found Uhura standing near the big picture window
as the evening sun bathed her body with illuminating
rays. He came and stood before her with his hands
behind his back, and clamped down on the control he
lost when he came back to the suite.  

Spock spoke authoritatively while trying to make eye
contact with her.

"What happened Lieutenant?"

Uhura wouldn't look at him.  She was tempted, very
tempted by Kel, only to fulfill her own wants.  

"Lieutenant, I asked you a question."

"Nothing Mr. Spock, nothing happened."

He stood there noticing that she was uncomfortable. 

"Lieutenant, did Kel... touch you... inappropriately?"

She swallowed hard.

He heard it.

She looked up at him.

He looked down at her.

She knew he was angry, but why?

He deduced he was angry, why?

// Why? //

"Mr. Spock he tried, but nothing happened."

She could tell Spock relaxed without him moving a
muscle or his expression.

"Mr. Spock, I won't lie to you, I..."

Swallow.

// Why do I feel as if I'm being unfaithfull to him?
//

He moved a little closer.

She up looked into his eyes as he softened his
expression. Shocking even himself, he lightly caressed
the side of her face.

"You were tempted Nyota, I know.  He is a perfect
specimen and you wouldn't be human if you weren't
attracted."

That same tingling feeling came back full force, just
like it did when he touched her back.

They stood close enough to feel each other's breaths
on their faces. She smelled the heat from his world;
he smelled the sweet earth from hers.

Spock felt a lump in his throat and tried to speak
around it, whispering.

"Just don't let it happen again."

Slowly he lowered his head as she raised her chin.
Both, closing their eyes, only millimeters from their
lips touching... 

"Spock, what are you doing in there?  What happened
with that guy you threw out of here?"

McCoy was speaking through the door very annoyed at
the mystery.

They both looked at the door simultaneously, then
blushingly back at each other.  Spock crossed the room
to open the door before McCoy's behavior became more
erratic.

"Well it's about time, what happened?  Uhura? Uhura
are you all right?  What did you do to her Spock?"

McCoy noticed a shaken Uhura and started his
examination.

"Hmm, her heart rate is racing and she's flushed." 

Uhura and Spock stared at each other regardless of
McCoy's tantrums.

"I did nothing doctor.  The Queen gave the lieutenant
a transient *favorite* to replace me while I
inevitably learned all I could to alleviate any
burdens or menial tasks from my *mistress*. When I
walked in I found the man had recently came into
contact with the floor forcibly. I assumed his
behavior was merely intolerable by the lieutenant
(which I was correct) and I threw him out."

"That Cossack!!"

Concerned, Kirk walked to Uhura, mistakenly accepting
her reaction to Spock as a result of the temporary
favorite's advancements.

"Are you alright lieutenant?"

"Yes, Captain, I'm fine. I just won't accept any more
temporaries." 

Knowing that she doesn't like to complain, he stood
watching her, wondering if she was being truthful.  

Looking at Spock Uhura said, "Honestly Captain, he
never touched me."

Kirk looked to his first officer for reassurance and
Spock assured his friend he would not leave her alone
again.
  
"Well, it's dinner time and we slaves get to eat with
the rest of the slaves. You two however, get to enjoy
your dinner in luxury, here.  The servants will be up
soon. Enjoy." 

Kirk and Spock spoke volumes in one glance and Spock
slightly bowed his head in acknowledgement.

The three men left the suite leaving Spock and Uhura
alone again.
 
***************

 Leading Uhura to a chair he brushed the top of her
hand with his fingers. 

// This can't be happening. Spock is holding my hand?
//

Taking a seat approximately across from her, Spock
bequeathed certain information he learned to his new
Mistress.   

"Uhura, I have learned all the duties of a favorite
from Tam.  I am to do just about everything for you
except breathe. That may include getting into the tub
and bathe you among other things, while you hold your
meetings. Uhura, Uhura, Nyota!" 

Uhura looked at Spock if he had lost all sense of
reasoning. Ostentatious intimate behavior stayed
behind closed doors in Uhura's book.  The Tavian's
life styles were becoming more intolerable by the
minute, particularly the tub meetings. She couldn't
imagine having to bathe with Spock. (Well, she could,
but wouldn't)  //What if they would want to trade
favorites, I'm sure everyone would want to go after
mine. Hmm No Way. // Then her eyes flashed at Spock.
  
"Spock, surely Star Fleet do not expect us to
prostitute ourselves, and don't give me that, "good
for the many" line either. I wont do it. Everyone will
know onboard the Enterprise, you know how gossip flies
through the grape vine. The next thing you know
everyone will be congratulating me about the birth of
your child that we have hidden somewhere on the ship."
 

Spock tilted his head trying to understand if she was
angry with him. Her attitude was not amicable and he
decided she was perturbed about his enlightening
information. Let's not forget the inevitable,
inaccurate account of what gossip would reveal. 

"Agreed, therefore I have a solution to alleviate our
situation."

Uhura's anger dissipated. Spock was the smartest
person she knew and was confident he could find a
logical approach to solving their dilemma.

He was pleased to see that her anger was gone.
Although he was not the reason for it, he did not wish
to experience her wrath personally.

She looked at him waiting patiently for his very
properly ordered thoughts to form into words.

After he offered her the solution to their problem,
her surroundings began to spin out of control.  She
sat there, trying to focus on one Spock out of the
four.

He reached out to steady her as she swayed a bit. Her
equilibrium used his firm grip to balance her unsteady
world.  Concern was written all over his face as he
contemplated summoning McCoy.

"Mr. Spock, could you repeat what you just said?" 

Noticing her stabled condition, Spock expression
softened.

 "Marry me. Bond with me."

"That's what I thought you said."

She looked into his captivating eyes and saw he was
serious. 

"I want to marry someday Mr. Spock, but not in name
only or convenience.  I want to marry for love.  Do
you understand?"

"May I touch your thoughts?"

Clearing her throat nervously, she consented with a
nod.

He brushed his fingers lightly against her face,
stopping at her contact points. Slowly he entered her
mind and found it odd that he was able to access it so
easily. // We are very compatible. // He revealed
certain thoughts to her, thoughts he couldn't say out
loud as a Vulcan. Spock opened the doors of her mind
and wanted to explore every corner of her rooms, but
he was on a mission, he pushed on.  There was one door
left. Regardless of the depth, he penetrated deeply to
get to it. It was locked, forbidding entry. He felt
her hesitation. // Trust me Nyota, trust me // She
relaxed and slowly the door opened through his
guidance. He found what he knew was there all along,
revealing it's contents to her.   

He withdrew from her mind to find her watching him. 
She spoke first.

"You love me!"

"I would not prefer to say those words." 

"But you do, I saw it."

With a slightly lifted brow Spock said, "Indeed."

She blushed under Spocks penetrating gaze, knowing he
wanted her to say what he found hidden in her own
mind.

"And... I love you too Spock"

"I know. That is why you choose me as your favorite."

He inherited his father's teasing nature and decided
to use it to his advantage.

"I wonder what the Enterprise grape vine would say, if
they knew I was a victim of your secret fantasy while
on this female dominant world."

Returning his teasing stare, Uhura said, " The females
would repeat an old earth adage, "You go girl."

The tips of Spock's ears turned a darker shade of
green. 

Looking at her seriously again, Spock reached out to
caress her face, his voice suddenly tender.

" These are the thoughts that I base my proposal. Our
visit to this planet is to our advantage Nyota.
Forcing us to be honest with each other.  Please say
yes."

"It's very sudden Spock."

"It has been two years, eight months and three days.
We have wasted enough time."

Spock stood, pulling Uhura to her feet. He would not
let go of her hand as he looked into her eyes.

// How would if feel to have her soft lips touching
mine. //

//What a gorgeous, magnificent Vulcan. He could be
mine, those lips could be mine.//

He whispered with authority, mixed with pleading. 

"Say yes."

"Spock!"

"Say yes."

"Spock!"

"Say it."

"Yes."

He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her
against him. She met his dark seductive eyes with her
own.  Slowly he lowered his head, meeting soft lips
that were parted, waiting for him. He gave her a deep
passionate kiss that initiated their bonding. 
Suddenly Uhura wasn't just Uhura anymore.  They
experienced what the other was experiencing, along
with   their growing desires. 

Spock broke off the kiss reluctantly and placed his
fingers at her contact points, slipping easily into
her mind that readily accepting him. The bonding was
complete. Each said in unison, //Parted from me and
never parted, never and always touching and touched.//

**********************
"Good-bye Ambassador Uhura. You are a hard negotiator
and I hope to meet you again in the future.  Go in
peace with our agreement and your men."

She eyed Spock as she said that last bit.

"Thank you your Majesty. I am sure the Federation will
be gratified with our agreement.  Again, I am sorry I
seriously hurt you in the arena."

"No apologies Uhura." said the Queen through swollen
lips and eyes.

"You saw a threat to loosing your man and accepted my
challenge.  Anyone as small as you and could beat me
at my own game, deserve the mineral rights and the
man."

Uhura bowed her head and accepted a firm shake from
the Queen who tried to steal her husband. She had to
use her left hand because Uhura broke her right one.

The Queen and her entourage left the Enterprise crew
at their beam down point and headed for home. 

"I believe the Federation will find this form of
Ambassadorship arbitrarily unconventional my wife."
said Spock as he held out two fingers, continuing the
conversation through their bond.

Kirk looked at the two and smiled.  Everyone on the
Enterprise will be satisfied and relieved that these
two *finally* found each other.  Everyone saw the
match except them and Christine.

End