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Summary: A chance visit to the Captain's bedroom alters her perception about the man who is James T. Kirk. And the rumor mill is simply too happy with this.

Rating: Rated T for suggestive language and profanity.

Words: 1648


A Quick Shower

0700 hours - Delta Shift.

Ensign Carter was nearing the end of her shift. Delta Shift was a bitch, with personnel working during the ungodly hours from 0200 to 0800. She was tired, and her hair was slightly messed up from all the repairs she had to make that day in Engineering. Having about one more hour to go, she was commed by Lt. Reynolds requesting her to make some repairs in the Captain's Private Room. 'A faulty sonic shower head' he had said. Packing some of the essential tools required for the job, she headed to the turbolift and pressed the button that would take her to the third level. Being in Engineering, her quarters were assigned in the lower levels of the ship's deck. And her work never required her to go to the upper levels for any reason. Naturally, this was about the first time she was visiting this portion of the ship. She smoothed her hair in a last ditch attempt to look presentable. She was meeting the Captain of the USS Enterprise after all.


The turbolift doors opened and she was met with a rather deserted corridor. There were only two other officers in gold shirts walking away from her at the far end of the corridor that turned to the right and another Science officer with a PADD in hand waiting for his turn to ride the turbolift. She stepped out rather nervously, unsettled by the utter silence in the corridor, and the Science ensign hurried into the turbolift without even taking his eyes off the PADD.

A beat later the entire corridor was empty save for her and she could hear nothing but the constant humming of the ship's engines. This was very different for her, having been in Engineering, and the constant whirr and thump that emanated from the many machines in there had become background noises that she was accustomed to. Never had she heard the humming of the engines that seemed to come from all around her and was the one and only sound which seemed to exist.

She marched on and looked for the Captain's private room. After three doors, two belonging to some senior Lt. Commanders and one to the First Officer, she reached the door she had been looking for. She took a deep breath and pressed the comm button outside. "Captain, this is Ensign Carter from Engineering. Lt. Reynolds informed me of the repairs you requested" she said, happy for not having stuttered in her nervousness. There was a beat of silence then "Come in". The doors whooshed open and she was met with a mild perfume wafting through the room.


Her first impression was that it was a rather spacious room, almost three times the size of her standard dorm that she shared with another ensign. Only then she noticed that it was just his office, and a small pathway led to another room that most likely served as his bedroom which must be equally as big. There was a desk with two chairs for visitors and a plump couch that made her want to go plop herself into it. There was also a large holo-vid on the opposite wall, next to a couple of shelves overflowing with PADDs. The room was pretty neat and the desk uncluttered with everything where it should be, and this quite simply amazed her. She had never met the Captain face to face, save a few times having seen him from afar when he came down to Engineering to chat up with Lt. Cmdr. Scott. Oh yeah, she had seen him the numerous times he appeared in news holos, Earth's hero and all, but secretly, she was quite certain that he was a brash, arrogant jerk. No offense Captain, but it is true. She had heard of his time during the Academy and all the mischief he had been up to and quite frankly it repulsed her. She respected her Captain of course, she did wholeheartedly, but she couldn't come to liking James Kirk, the man who chased behind anything in a skirt, or so she heard.

Knowing that about him, she almost expected his room to look like how those teens with raging hormones had their rooms: messy, clothes piled on the floor, and a whole lot of posters sporting their favorite bands, actors and so on. This, however, was a pleasant surprise.

"Ah! Ensign Carter! You're just in time".

She shook her head inwardly to stop her flow of random thoughts and turned to look at the Captain. Standing by the bedroom doorway, in his Starfleet issue black undershirt and slacks, he was every bit his handsome self like she had seen in the holos. Just in time? Oh! She noticed his hair was wet, like he had taken an actual shower instead of the sonic shower, and she remembered quickly why she was here.

She cleared her throat and said "Yes Captain. May I take a look inside the restroom?"

"Feel free" he said, quickly stepping aside from her way, a small smile tugging on his lips.

She was slightly nervous, wondering if he was implying something else, or just being nice. She moved forward, entering the room and turned (just in case!) to look back at him. She half-expected him to be watching her ass from behind and was already forming a response in her head, if he was doing so. She turned and paused, a little taken aback, to find him already moving to sit on his chair near the desk. He pulled a PADD and started reading something on it. She was a tiny bit happy that she had been proven wrong by him twice, and turned to look at his bedroom.

There was a king size bed taking up most of the room and a wardrobe with many drawers on one side. There was also a small shelf with a couple of holos and she instinctively moved closer to take a good look at them. She wondered if there would be photos of his father, George Kirk or his mother, but she was wrong again. There was a holo of the Captain and the CMO Dr. McCoy in their Academy days, arms over each other and huge smiles on their faces. They looked infinitely younger in them, and she was painfully reminded that the Captain was just 26 years old now and the Doctor only 32. Taking on huge responsibilities had aged them, in a good way, made them mature beyond their years and she felt a flutter of admiration and reverence towards these two men. Just when she was beginning to get lost in her thoughts, the comm to the Captain's room rang and a gruff voice spoke "Jim! It's me. Open up!" Speak of the devil.

She cleared her head, again, and hurried into the restroom, and a large one at that. It had a big bathtub, and she was slightly envious of the perks a Captain enjoyed aboard a starship. A glass partition separated the shower area, which had both sonic and normal showers. The glass was misted, and the shower area was wet, having been used just moments ago. The strong smell of whatever shampoo the Captain used wafted deliciously throughout the room and she was tempted to rummage into his cabinets to look it up.

She berated herself for not having her mind on her job, and went about quickly removing the wiring panel in the sonic shower head and got to work.


She was done about ten minutes later and checked the sonic shower one last time to see it was working smoothly. Satisfied with her work, she stood up and almost slipped on the wet floor, and reached out her hand to steady herself. But instead, she accidentally slammed her hand on the water shower panel and turned it on. Water gushed out from the shower, soaking her and she hastily turned it off. She stepped out of the bathroom and looked into the floor length mirror. Luckily, only her hair had become wet, and her clothes were relatively dry. Shaking off the wetness in her hand, she hoisted her tools bag above her shoulder and went out of the room.

The Doctor and the Captain seemed to be in some sort of discussion when they both abruptly came to a halt, both pairs of eyes turning towards her. She noticed the Doctor's eyes widening, in what she thought to be suspicion, watching back and forth between her and the Captain. The Captain however had a smile on his face, and spoke up "Had a quick shower, I suppose?" chuckling lightheartedly. And she blushed, God help her, she didn't know why. It probably had something to do with her guessing what was running through Dr. McCoy's head. Her hair was wet, just like the Captain and she looked tired and worn out with a wrinkled uniform. And why was a young woman coming out of the Captain's bedroom at 0730 hours in the morning for God's sake? The image was enough for anyone's thoughts to run wild. "Captain" she said giving a nod to him and walked away to the exit. The doors were closing on her when she heard the Doctor's angry voice "Dammit Jim! Don't tell me you slept with her? Your own Ensign? I swear to God…." and the hearty laugh of her Captain. She stepped outside and met with another ensign in red chuckling and looking pointedly at her. No doubt he had heard what the good doctor had said. God! She hoped the rumor mill wouldn't start churning stories about this incident. But she knew it would be otherwise.


A/N: So, how was it? Reviews are love and will be returned too :)

The first year of my college has finally flown by! And I have two solid months of holidays. Which means more updates for my stories which are NOT on hiatus. And, what the hell happened to the line breaks anyway?

UPDATE 2: Fixed the line breaks!