Plot: In this Four- Part Mini-Series, Amanda survives the destruction of Vulcan and helps the men in her life come to terms with the destruction of Vulcan and eventually help establish the reconstruction of the fallen planet.

Notes: Since I refuse to accept Amanda's death in the reboot movies, I decided to take a stab at writing her back into the alternate timeline. Due to that, I tried to keep the dialogue from the movie the same. Always accepting suggestions and constructive criticism, but as always be kind. Live Long and Prosper!

Chapter 1:

I stayed home today. I had been under the weather for the past couple of days and Sarek insisted I stayed home to rest. While I was not one for sitting with my feet up, I was able to compromise with my husband, agreeing to editing my documents from bed. Not soon after beginning, I fell asleep.

It was the whistling of the wind that woke me. I opened my eyes to see from our balcony window in front of me a fog of thick brown sand flying in all directions. I felt my stomach immediately drop with fear, as I sensed that something didn't seem right.

Through our marital bond, I sensed distress and panic from Sarek which soon began to overwhelm me. Throwing the covers over my body, I shot out of bed and immediately out of my night gown. Quickly slipping into a form-fitting green dress I walked over to the balcony doors placing my hand on the door handle. I turned it slightly to the right and to my surprise the wind forced the door open. I fought against the wind as I made my way onto the balcony keeping my head down to keep the bits of sand from my eyes.

"Another sandstorm?" I muttered, "We just had one…"

But as I got closer to the edge of the balcony, I froze in horror as I registered the events occurring in the distant mountains in front of me and I knew the source of the distress and panic Sarek was feeling through our bond. This was no sandstorm; this was the beginning of the planet's destruction.

In my early years on Vulcan, we were taught the early signs of destruction. It is something I didn't think I remembered considering the amount of time that has passed, but it wasn't until I was staring at a dark entity within the mountains that every bit of training and information flooded back. I felt my body froze with terror as my hands tried to grip the edge of the balcony.

I felt my hands moistened with sweat as the wind began to pick up, my brown wavy hair flying in all directions. We needed to get the Temple of Seleya and we needed to get there soon! Hands on my shoulder caused me to yelp. I was twirled around and suddenly was face to face with my husband who I quickly wrapped my arms around.

I felt my heart rate quicken as the panic and fear began to rise through our bond, but thankfully there was a strong sense of relief as he wrapped his arm tightly me and guided me back into the bedroom. He closed the balcony door behind him and turned me to face him.

I saw his lips move, but all I could hear was panic in his tone. His words did not register. I had never heard panic in his tone before. Never. He was scared. Every part of his body read fear, even his eyes they stared into mine. Reaching for his neck, he unraveled his scarf from his neck and wrapped it around my neck and head.

"Amanda!" His hands grabbed my shoulders and shook, "The planet is being destroyed. We need to go immediately to the shelter."

I couldn't speak. And I couldn't move. All I could feel was the horror and fear that rushed through our bond along with his words that were echoing through my head. "The planet is being destroyed." Shaking myself out of my fear, I managed a nod. He intertwined his hand with mine and pulled me out of our bedroom, and through the corridor.

My mind was racing a million miles a minute, my life was flashing before my eyes and surprisingly the only person that was at the forefront of my mind was my old friend, George. Was he afraid to die? Did it hurt? Would it hurt for me… for us? My stomach flipped in fear as I suddenly remembered something... something that I leave. Something I had to go back for… just in case by some miracle we were to survive.

"Sarek, wait!" I said, but he continued to pull me throughout the house. Determined, I jerked my hand out of his grip. "WAIT!" I yelled again. This time, he stopped and turned around as we were half-way down the corridor. "I must get something." I said, my voice shaking with fear. "In my office!" I turned around and rushed back down the corridor into my office.

"I can't forget this. I can't. I can't leave without this." I muttered to myself as I feverishly opened my desk drawers flinging papers throughout the office.

"Amanda!" I saw Sarek standing in the doorway in my peripheral vision, "Amanda, we need to leave!"

At the bottom of the second door sat two precious pictures. I shoved them down the neck of my dress and rushed back to my husband who gripped my hand back into his and ran to the front door.

The wind immediately hit me in the face as the door opened, as well as a mixture of sand and rock. I felt my body slide back, but I was pulled by Sarek through the door, down the pathway and onto the hovercraft. I buried my face against my husband's back as he rode at lightning speed into the mountains behind our house.

Within minutes we had arrived at the Temple of Mount Seleya, the most secure sanctuary in all of Vulcan. As we made our way through the temple and up the stairs, I immediately recognized the two Elders and two Priest who stood in front in a semi-circle surrounding the statue of Seleya.

Sarek ushered me beside him around the statue, now making a full circle around it. Within moments there was only silence within the temple. No speech. Only the sound of the crumbling mountain rock around me seemed to be my only source of company as every suddenly was deeply focused on their meditation.

My fingers intertwined with Sarek. My hands were moist with sweat as I rested my head on his shoulder. Through our bond his fear was becoming less and less and was replaced with calmness he was able to create through his mediation. He passed it onto me through our bond and my heart rate began to slow.

Despite our bond, my fear was still there. I was grateful that Sarek did not pull away from my grip. If I was going to die the last thing I wanted to feel was his touch, along with the side of his body against mine. Despite my growing fears, and through the silent tears now running down my cheeks, I opened my mind and reached out to him despite to express my feelings before we were to die.

Sarek, I love you. I love you so much. Thank you. Thank you so much. For all these years, for our son. For your love. Thank you.

Suddenly, a dark shade of blue flash up the stairs amongst the falling rock. I turned and to both my horror and surprise saw Spock rushed up the stairs

"Spock?!" I gasped, disbelief and fear radiated through my voice.

"The planet has only seconds left; we must go…" I found myself almost frozen, we hadn't seen him in months, and he was here. He looked so well... Spock's eyes glared into mine, his voice more frantic as he commanded with his arm extended to me which broke me from my thoughts, "Mother, now".

Refusing to let go of Sarek's hand, I pulled him along as I grabbed Spock's hand and together, we maneuvered our way out of the denigrating temple. I squeezed Sarek's hand tightly as I continued to pull him along, Spock's arms around me as we finally made our way towards the light and finally out of the temple.

"Spock to Enterprise, beam us out now"

Our home was crumbling before my eyes, as I through it couldn't get any worse the mountains in the distant began to crumble. I released my grip from Sarek's hand and unraveled my arm from Spock's arm and step forward feeling the tears continuing to drop from my eyes as I watched the mountains, the beautiful mountains crumble.

Memories flooded my mind, that I immediately shared with Sarek through our bond. Our bonding ceremony were in these mountains, we had taken Spock as a child to these mountains when he was young… and they were crumbling… going before my eyes.

The familiar feeling of vibration overtook my body as part of the beaming process. As I turned around, the ground from under me began to shake and before I could step back, it fell loose. A scream escaped my lips as I felt my body begin to fall. I squeezed my eyes shut when a sharp tug on my arm jerked me back.

The vibration feeling became stronger as I felt a body press against mine. I wrapped my arms around the body, wrapping my fingers around the soft fabric I held on for dear life. I pressed my face against the body as the familiar pulling feeling from the transporter overtook my body and within a second there was only silence. No crumbling mountains.

When I opened my eyes and pulled my head back slightly, I saw only blue. My fingers were intertwined with the blue fabric and inches away from my face, the Star fleet pin rested on the fabric. I lifted my head up and immediately locked eyes with my adult son who held his arms tightly around me.

Looking over his shoulder, I saw both the Priest and only one Elder on the pad. A rush of horror and fear ran through my body and for a moment I thought I would vomit. I heard a small scream as we ran out of the temple… was that…

Sarek. Sarek… My love.

I didn't want to look, but I took in a deep breath and slowly turned my head to my right. Seeing familiar dark black robes, I trailed my eyes up and upon seeing the monotone face of my husband tears of relief ran down my cheeks. I turned back to Spock and pulled him in an embrace and for the first time in years, not caring that I was crying with an audience, or holding my adult son who despised physical contact of any kind. I cared that we were alive. Sarek, him, and me.

"Oh, Spock!" I cried softly against his chest. "You saved us."

We lingered there for a moment. A moment that made my heart grow warm with love, relief, and the feeling of pride. His hands rested against my back and sooner than I would like dropped to the side.

"Mother," Spock's words broke me from my thoughts, "This is Dr. McCoy." He said, pulling away from my embrace. Turning to my left, in front of the transporter pad, stood a middle-aged man, with dark brown hair.

"Lady Amanda" Dr. McCoy called, stepping forward "Ambassador Sarek, everyone… please come with me to the medical wing."

We spent an hour in the medical wing, on the insistence of Doctor McCoy. It was the second time in over 20 years of marriage, the first being only an hour ago, that my husband did not pull away when I held his hand while in the company of others. He allowed me to rest my head on his shoulder as the tricorder scanned us and he did not comment when the silent tears continued to run down my cheeks.

Everything around me seemed to become a blur, I heard voices from both the Doctor and Sarek, but the words did not register. As my head rested against my husbands' shoulder, the images of the Temple ran through my head. The feeling of the ground coming loose from under my feet…

"She is in shock." Dr. McCoy explained, "Humans tend to go through shock during traumatic times. You wife will be alright. I will prescribe antibiotics for her mild chest infection and I must insist that you both rest in your quarters for the time being. I understand that you and the other members are to stay aboard the Enterprise before being transported to the Federation in a week's time."

"That is correct." responded Sarek.

"Then perhaps I should leave you both to get some rest, and perhaps some food."

The next thing I remember is being escorted by a crew member down the hall with Sarek by my side. According to Federation law, whenever we were not in our quarters all diplomats must be escorted by a member of crew. I had forgotten how big and spacious ships are, it had been a while since I escorted my husband on business conferences on vessels big as this.

I felt numb, all I could picture was Vulcan being destroyed in front of me… and the unfamiliar emptiness in my conscious where Sarek normally sat caused me great concern as it was silent. I feared he had withdrawn from me, despite my many attempts to reach out to him since being beamed aboard the Enterprise he was silent… even though he was beside me.

A soft hand on my back jolted me from thought. "Has my touch offended you?" Sarek asked, an intonation of question in his tone.

"No, my lo- no Sarek" I quickly corrected, "Forgive me, I'm just a little jumpy."

"I must tend to the other members of the Council. I shall meet you in the canteen in 15 minutes." He turned to the aide and said, "Please ensure that my wife gets to the canteen safely."

"Yes, Ambassador." the young man nodded.

With a soft touch on my lower back, he turned around and walked down the hall to find the other members of the council, wherever they were. I walked continued to walk down the hall, with the fear of Sarek breaking our marital bond now not at the fore front of my mind, Spock was now my only concern. He had not spoken to us since he introduced Dr. McCoy to us on the transport pad. He didn't even escort us to the medical wing. I wanted to see him, I wanted to hug him. I wanted to tell him how proud I was. How much I loved him.

When I looked up, it seemed like my prayers were answered when the sight of Spock walking down the hall made me break out in a smile. With his PADD in his hand, he placed it behind his back as he saw me and intertwined his hands behind his back as he walked. I stopped in amazement and admired my brave boy. Yes, he was fully grown as he walked towards me, but I wondered if I will ever not see him as my little boy.

"Spock." I smiled, holding my arm around to him as he came closer.

Bowing his head slightly, he stopped in front of me. "Mother." He said flatly, "Dr. McCoy has expressed to me that your health remains intact despite a slight infection of some kind?"

Turning to the escort, I bowed my head slightly sending him away for a moment of privacy with my son. I turned back to Spock and continued, "Yes, but I have been prescribed antibiotics and will be fine. Spock, I was just going to the canteen; your father will be joining soon. Please, will you join us?"

His head lowered slightly, "I am unable to, Mother." he said, with a tone of disappointment in his voice. "I must attend to certain matters on deck, if you'll excuse me." He began to walk away. I reached my hand out and grabbed his arm lightly.

"Spock." I sighed sadly, "You have not been to see us in years. Can you please…" I felt a lump form in my throat, I sniffed fighting back tears "Can you please spare ten minutes, just some tea? Please…"

"Mother." I almost jumped, surprised by the sudden sternness in his voice "I am needed on deck."

"Spock-"

Before I could even finish, he passed me, jerking his arm away from my grip. "Spock!" I called, but he continued to walk. A stinging pain filled my chest and tears welled in my eyes. Why wouldn't he speak to me? I inhaled a shaky breath when something out of the corner of my eye caused me to turn with surprise. I thought for certain we were alone but standing just outside of the canteen in the doorway was James Kirk.