Ambassador Spock

Spock hasn't spent much time in the Nexus since Halloween. As fulfilling as his reunion with his t'hy'la was, Spock has a duty to his people and to New Vulcan. There is still so much to be done. He's not as focused on the work as he was before though. There's an easier way if only he'd take it.

He's spent so much of their precious few years together running away. This time the easier choice is not to do so again. The Vulcan treks through the snow with a bag in one hand and a bouquet in the other. Selections other people had suggested, though he's made each of them a touch his own.

This has never been one of his strong suits and he is grateful for the help he'd received.

There's a knock on Jim's apartment door...