Just Wait and See: Chapter 9
~ by M. C. Pehrson Susan and Tommy recovered their health. Now that they were up and out of bed, it became harder for Emma to visit the attic. Often, she waited until after bedtime…
Category: Serials & E-Serials
Moments at Gol: Chapter 8 – Chekov
He didn’t look like the man that Chekov knew. No, it was worse than that. Much worse. He did look like the man that Chekov knew, but like a doppelganger, like some kind of figment…
Just Wait and See: Chapter 8
~ by M. C. Pehrson Each day, the sun lingered a bit longer, warming the garden soil. Uncle Lars started up the tractor and began to plow. Soon a new crop was sprouting, and it…
Moments at Gol: Chapter 7 – Uhura
He was sitting on his bed when Uhura entered the room, a padd in his hands and his eyes focused intently on the writing on its surface. But no. As she stepped forward, she realised…
Just Wait and See: Chapter 7
~ by M. C. Pehrson Papa and Christina Kester were now husband and wife. On the little farm, Emma loved waking up to a rooster crowing and finding herself high up in a cozy attic…
Moments at Gol: Chapter 6 – Sarek
He had stood in the doorway for some time before his son noticed his presence. Spock was sitting near the window – in this case a roughly square hole hewn out of the rock –…
Just Wait and See: Chapter 6
~ by M. C. Pehrson Early Christmas morning, Emma jumped out of bed and rushed to her window. Though she had prayed for a miraculous snowfall, she found fog instead. The old uneasiness began to…
Moments at Gol: Chapter 5 – Chapel
The woman standing in the doorway was tall, blue-eyed, with dark hair scraped back into a severe bun on the back of her head. She was wearing the uniform of a member of Starfleet Medical,…
Just Wait and See: Chapter 5
~ by M. C. Pehrson Huge red and white candy canes hung from lamp posts along the boulevards while shoppers admired Christmas displays in frosted store windows. Carols drifted in the air, and strings of…
Moments at Gol: Chapter 4 – Amanda
It was Amanda’s seventh visit to Spock at Gol. Each time so far, she had found him sitting in that featureless room, his hands arranged before him as a focus, apparently trying to find something…