A/N: I rewrote the entire second chapter because I was not happy with it. This is far more written out and runs along smoothly. I took things out and put things in. This isn't the last chapter. Probably 4 more. 5 at most. Thanks again for reading! R&R :)

Chapter Two

The morning came too soon. After the interesting proposal from Spock Christine hadn't been able to sleep. She tossed and turned for hours even giving up at one point to pace back and forth. She was exhausted and frustrated and the insomnia wasn't helping her mental state. Obsessive thoughts of a sexual nature swarmed through her mind like angry wasps; it felt as if she had disturbed their nest sending them on enraged flight of vengeance. She didn't know what was worse the fact that she had agreed to sleep with a stranger or that if she backed out now Spock would end up dying. And god help her if Captain Kirk got wind of her involvement -or non involvement- with his friend and First Officer's death she would die under mysterious circumstances very soon after.

Once she had calmed her nerves she lipped under the covers only to see that is was 0400. Her alarm was set for 0500 to wake up and prepare herself for duty. She grabbed her pillowed and screamed into it before throwing it across the room. 'Screw it!' she thought angrily. 'I'll just arrive early for my shift.' shoving the blankets off of her she went to the bathroom to begin her morning routine. Shower, make-up, hair, and uniform done she left for sickbay.

Dr. M'Benga greeted her with a smile. She smirked and shuffled over to the counter to put on a pot of coffee before sitting at her desk resting chin on her palm. McCoy entered the room glanced at M'Benga scoffed. His eyes settle on the nearly unconscious head nurse.

"Hard night?" McCoy asked

"I didn't sleep." Christine replied. "Had too much on my mind."

"That's right I heard you had a meeting with a superior officer." M'Benga said

"Yeah I met with Spock to discuss a project."

"A personal project?" M'Benga said "I hope you have fun with that so called project."

"What does he mean?" McCoy asked

"Aren't you done now?" Christine snapped.

M'Benga gave a shrug and retreated. McCoy watched him leave before stalking over to Christine.

"Private project?"

"Yes a private project."

"With Spock?"

"A private PERSONAL project that you don't need details of."

"A biological project?"

"What do you know?"

"I am a doctor how could I not know his condition?"

"The Pon Farr?"

"It was nice knowing you. Doubt you'll survive."

"He explained how it would be rough."

"Rough doesn't even begin to cover it Christine."

"I don't care."

"You'll basically be his rag doll. Human women end up with grave injuries. They are often lucky to survive. BDSM is child's play compared to the Pon Farr."

"But his mother is human she hasn't died."

"Spock's mother is a strong woman. She loves Sarek and will do anything for him."

Christine bit down on her lower lip her chest tightened. "I do care if he dies or not."

"They say the bond between a married couple help immensely during the main event."

"He said something about a bond. I suppose I should take him up on that."

"I mean there's always divorce."

"True."

Christine was distracted as she worked. Luckily today it was a round of crew physicals. One after another they arrived had test done and left. Hours trudged forth as if deciding that it was a fine day for a Sunday drive. When she wasn't working time even seemed to freeze taunting her. She checked off the last name putting the padd down. It was lunch time for her but the sound of food made her stomach churn and loudly protest. She could only wished a new cadaver would take her mind off of all things Spock.

Wishes do come true!

It was 1300 when a woman was rushed in. Her name was Judy Mimzy a ensign who had gotten herself stabbed by the bitter bitch Marlena. Usually Christine loved handling these problems but she hated Marlena more. Judy was going to survive and Christine would make sure of it. Carefully Christine stitched closed the wound and injected her with some strong pain killers. She knew this was all in vain; Marlena would try to kill her again and this time succeed but any chance to piss off Marlena was well worth her moments of kindness.

After shift she returned to her quarters, changed into her terry cloth robe crawled into bed and decided to read before sleep. She had a weakness for romance but would deny it to her last breath. She knew better than to fall in love on the Enterprise too much back stabbing and blood shed. Marlena had a special circumstance being the Captain's Woman gave her a safety many would kill (and have tried) for. She decided to let her mind drift where ever it pleased. This time jumping straight to Spock. He could have had anyone, man or woman, on the entire ship but he specifically wanted her and only her. Maybe he did want her for more than just a fuck buddy. Her lips couldn't help but tick upwards at the thought of them together. He was very attractive, hell even sexy. No! She wouldn't, not for anyone, begin to care. Christine Chapel had a reputation of being a merciless ice queen and it kept predators at bay. With that final thought she drifted off into a deep sleep.

Christine was warm waking slowly to bright sunbeams shinning through the curtains. She didn't know where she was but it felt right. She closed her eyes laying her head back against the pillows and sighed. She began to feel warm lips touch down on her neck slowly making their way down her collar bone to her bare breasts. She took a sharp breath softly moaning. Her eyes opened to see her lover's deep brown eyes staring into her blue ones. His lips met hers kissing her with such passion she never knew he held. The aching need began down between her legs. Her eyes snapped open feeling his other hand dip into the moist folds of her womanhood to sensually massage her sensitive center. She put her arms around his neck moving her hips against his ginger strokes. Pressure was building higher and higher she cried out against his mouth as she-

Christine sat up straight in bed her body dripping with sweat her body alive with desire. She never had erotic dreams and when she did they were never this vivid. She tried to catch her breath trying to calm her body and mind. Looking at the chrono it read 0600. She cursed at herself and flew out of bed. Going to her dresser and paused remembering she wasn't going to work today. She was due at Spock's quarters and soon. She put on a simple skirt and top skipping the underwear knowing it was just a waste of time. She applied light make-up and brushed her hair before rushing to Spock.

She stood outside for a second gathering her courage before entering. The door open and she stepped into near darkness. The only light came from candles the heat was almost over whelming. She took in the smell of incense her eyes catching sight of the small fire pot it's embers softly glowing. She couldn't see him until she was further in. He was sitting at his desk hands steeped before his face. His eyes met hers and he stood up quickly his hands clasp behind his back. He was trembling slightly his breathing uneven. She nearly ran to him nervously touching his arm. Spock almost jumped out of his skin.

"I'm sorry." she said softly.

"Are you still willing?"

"Yes Mr. Spock anything."

He took her chin and lifted it she saw his eyes were blazing with longing. Spock lent down and kissed her softly at first his hands moving to hold her against him. She felt light headed as the kiss became more feverish and demanding. His hands ripped her shirt at the seams letting it fall to the floor her skirt followed leaving her naked and self conscious. She removed his silky top along with his under shirt. She ran her hands over his chest softly her finger softly went through the hair. The heat of his skin was like fire on ice. Slowly her lowered his pants and underwear down over his knees. She eyed his erection hard and straining for release. It looked delicious as she moaned softy eyes begging him for approval. Her fingers wrapped around his cock her tongue barely touching. It was like hot steel in her hand the head moist with need. She took him into her mouth as her hand cradled his balls. He growled and pulled her up his mouth going for her chest. He sucked on her breasts hardening the nipples softly biting the tender nubs.

He picked her up took her to his bed. She lay there as his tongue explored her body kissing and nipping his fingers penetrated her wet folds into her warm depth. She rocked her hips again his hand. She cried out in euphoria as she came withering beneath his touch. He crawled over her and positioned himself at her entry. He entered her swiftly deeper and deeper into her welcoming womanhood. He paused gathering what little control he had left before moving in and out. Thrusting into her over and over her nails dug into his back as she came again. He pumped faster and harder bringing himself and her to the brink. With a final deep thrust her came hard spilling his seed deep within her willing body. She tightened around him from within as she also soared into oblivion. They both floated back down her body in his embrace.

"I wanted to pleasure you before I lost control completely." he whispered

"holy...shit..."

"Did I do something wrong?"

"No!" she said smiling. "Just haven't came like that ever. Not even during masturbation."

"I care for you."

"I care for you to."

"You don not understand. The only way you can truly know is if I were to meld with you."

"I guess we could do that."

"Very well. Just relax..."

Spock rose up over her his hand moving to the meld points. Gently touching down she felt him slip into her mind carefully sorting through her many emotions. She closed her eyes again sharing the experience letting down all her shields. She also felt him and the struggle deep below with the love her felt for her and the logic that condemned it. He felt her fear of relationships. She was lonely and sad but had this need to be a cold bitch. She was curious about the human side of him. She had a growing affection for him that gave him hope.

She'd never felt closer to anyone. The night went on as he took her time after time a link had began to form by the next day and continued to grow stronger through out the following days. The night turned into 10 days of hot lust driven sex. She grew fonder of Spock as time went on her glacier heart slowly started to thaw. The end came leaving them sated embracing each other as they slept. She felt at peace and happy in his arms. It hit her like cement block, she had done what she feared most. She loved Spock and that had to end now. It hurt her to know that she couldn't be with him. She'll get over it. Spock stirred and pulled her closer. But for now she lived her forbidden fantasy.

Spock woke alone. He had hoped she'd still be there lying in his arms. But he could feel her stronger than ever. He realized the link was cemented and had become a marriage bond. He needed to com his parents. He had to get them to Vulcan. But before he could do any of that he had to face Christine his bond-mate, his t'hy'la, his wife.