A Child of Two Worlds

Looking back, I should've known something as up. I was too damn proud to look further than what I just gleaned from the superficial.

She is beautiful. Without doubt, she is one of the most beautiful beings I have ever had the pleasure of meeting; inside and out, her 'flaws' were few – counted on one hand.

Dammit, I fell head over heels the first time I saw her when she was commissioned to be on the Enterprise. The first thing she did on the bridge was give a big beaming smile to the entire crew and greet them in their native languages. Her talents went far above just aesthetics. Qualified in a lot of things, but resident engineering genius, she mainly hung around with Scotty and made sure all of the wiring around the ship was in check.

The months that passed were some of the best I've had. I wasn't as grumpy as before, and dammit, Jim had noticed. That man notices everything when it comes to women. We were checking out a planet for its suitability for a shore leave when he sidled up to me with that smug-ass grin of his.

"Sooooooo….Bones. Is it the dark hair and pale skin or the big ol' brown eyes that getcha?"

I shot him a look that I was sure he would recognise as 'Captain, aren't you due for another hypo around about now?' but he kept on at me.

"Maybe it's the British accent. I mean, she's pretty hot."

"Don't you dare, Jim."

"Dare what?" his eyes feigned innocence, but I knew better, and then he added, "And it's captain"

The smug smile returned to tell me he was teasing.

"Don't make her another one of your conquests, Captain,"

"Far as I know, she's single, Bones"

"And you aren't gonna be the one to change that,"

"I KNEW IT!" Jim practically squealed like a little school girl – smartass. He always knew how to get information outta me.

"Jim, captain, shut the fuck up" I could see a couple of Ensigns turning around to face them – nonchalantly, of course. Before I knew it, the blood was rushing up to my face – man I was embarrassed… but I'd rather go to hell than admit that to Jim.

"Warm, Doc?" he opened his mouth to continue, when Uhura (God bless her) interrupted.

"Uninhabited, Captain. Neither Spock or I can detect any dangerous readings. Just leafy green plant life," a smile lit up her face. She'd been wanting some time alone with the hobgoblin – which I'm sure was more 'fun' than it sounded.

When we beamed back the landing parties, she was standing in the transporter room. Her hair was tied up, but still caressed her shoulders and back.

"Deck 7 waiting to beam down, Captain – shouldn't be two ticks," she closed with a warm smile. I didn't look back at Jim. I wasn't going to let him ruin the few seconds I got before I was called to Sickbay to look after Robinson, after he electrocuted himself. AGAIN.

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