When Darkness Falls
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Trek. I just like to have fun with the characters.
Sorry about the recent changes. I thought it would be better to combine the two stories so it wouldn't be so confusing.
Chapter 1: The Beginning
'How could they be so cruel? Why weren't they helping her?' Trip thought. 'Why were they just gonna let her suffer?'
He looked down at T'Pol, who was lying on her side, as her emerald green blood spilled on the floor. She looked up at him with a look of pain and weakness on her face.
"You'll be okay, T'Pol," he told her. It was a lie though; she wouldn't be okay unless a doctor took care of her immediately. 'It's bad enough that those damn Xindi are holding us captive, but why did they have to go and shoot T'Pol?' he thought, in shock as he saw so much of her blood on the floor. Everything had happened so quickly; he hadn't realized that she had saved his life.
Several hours earlier, Enterprise had found a planet with a small colony on the surface. When they were in orbit taking readings, they received a message from the friendly leader of the people in the colony. He invited some of the crew on Enterprise to come down for a visit. Captain Archer sent Trip and T'Pol down.
T'Pol and Trip were immediately greeted by people's leader and a couple of his guards. Suddenly, out of nowhere, came three shots, killing the leader and his guards. T'Pol and Trip, with looks of horror on their faces, stared at the three Xindi that had shot the innocent men. One of them aimed his gun at Trip, and as he was pulling the trigger, T'Pol jumped in front of Trip, taking the shot.
She immediately fell to the ground and started to go into shock as she held her horrible wound on her stomach, her green blood gushing out.
"No!" Trip yelled, kneeling down on the ground next to her. "You bastards! You shot her!"
The next thing he knew, he was here, in this tiny, damp cell with a dying T'Pol. As darkness began to wash over the room, he thought about what had happened. 'Maybe,' he thought, 'they didn't mean to shoot her. They might have wanted to shoot me because I played a big part in stopping them from destroying Earth. And now, my poor T'Pol is suffering because of me.'
"Charles?" T'Pol struggled to say.
"Yes, honey?" he said, looking into her eyes that were now expressing how much pain she was in.
"I just wanted to tell you that I love you," she said slowly.
"I love you, too," he said in a shaky voice.
"I wanted to tell you once more before it was too late." She paused for a moment for a breath. "I am dying, Charles."
"No, you're not! I won't let you!" he said, starting to cry.
"Good-bye, my love."
She slowly closed her eyes and let out her last breath.
"No!" he screamed, snapping upward in his bed, beads of sweat running down his face.
"What's wrong, Charles?" asked T'Pol by his side, gently placing her hand on his arm.
"Terrible dream, that's all." he said with a smile, glad to see that his beautiful wife was lying by his side.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
"Yeah, I think so." he said, lying back down slowly. He ran his fingers through T'Pol's soft, brown hair and smiled. "Go back to sleep now, beautiful." He whispered in a sweet tone.
"I love you," she whispered back.
He leaned over towards her and kissed her. "I love you, too."
She closed her eyes and went back to sleep.
'Oh, how thankful I am that was just a dream.' he thought.
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Trek. I just like to have fun with the characters.
Sorry about the recent changes. I thought it would be better to combine the two stories so it wouldn't be so confusing.
Chapter 1: The Beginning
'How could they be so cruel? Why weren't they helping her?' Trip thought. 'Why were they just gonna let her suffer?'
He looked down at T'Pol, who was lying on her side, as her emerald green blood spilled on the floor. She looked up at him with a look of pain and weakness on her face.
"You'll be okay, T'Pol," he told her. It was a lie though; she wouldn't be okay unless a doctor took care of her immediately. 'It's bad enough that those damn Xindi are holding us captive, but why did they have to go and shoot T'Pol?' he thought, in shock as he saw so much of her blood on the floor. Everything had happened so quickly; he hadn't realized that she had saved his life.
Several hours earlier, Enterprise had found a planet with a small colony on the surface. When they were in orbit taking readings, they received a message from the friendly leader of the people in the colony. He invited some of the crew on Enterprise to come down for a visit. Captain Archer sent Trip and T'Pol down.
T'Pol and Trip were immediately greeted by people's leader and a couple of his guards. Suddenly, out of nowhere, came three shots, killing the leader and his guards. T'Pol and Trip, with looks of horror on their faces, stared at the three Xindi that had shot the innocent men. One of them aimed his gun at Trip, and as he was pulling the trigger, T'Pol jumped in front of Trip, taking the shot.
She immediately fell to the ground and started to go into shock as she held her horrible wound on her stomach, her green blood gushing out.
"No!" Trip yelled, kneeling down on the ground next to her. "You bastards! You shot her!"
The next thing he knew, he was here, in this tiny, damp cell with a dying T'Pol. As darkness began to wash over the room, he thought about what had happened. 'Maybe,' he thought, 'they didn't mean to shoot her. They might have wanted to shoot me because I played a big part in stopping them from destroying Earth. And now, my poor T'Pol is suffering because of me.'
"Charles?" T'Pol struggled to say.
"Yes, honey?" he said, looking into her eyes that were now expressing how much pain she was in.
"I just wanted to tell you that I love you," she said slowly.
"I love you, too," he said in a shaky voice.
"I wanted to tell you once more before it was too late." She paused for a moment for a breath. "I am dying, Charles."
"No, you're not! I won't let you!" he said, starting to cry.
"Good-bye, my love."
She slowly closed her eyes and let out her last breath.
"No!" he screamed, snapping upward in his bed, beads of sweat running down his face.
"What's wrong, Charles?" asked T'Pol by his side, gently placing her hand on his arm.
"Terrible dream, that's all." he said with a smile, glad to see that his beautiful wife was lying by his side.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
"Yeah, I think so." he said, lying back down slowly. He ran his fingers through T'Pol's soft, brown hair and smiled. "Go back to sleep now, beautiful." He whispered in a sweet tone.
"I love you," she whispered back.
He leaned over towards her and kissed her. "I love you, too."
She closed her eyes and went back to sleep.
'Oh, how thankful I am that was just a dream.' he thought.