The naked time

"It's like everyone's gone crazy. First this scientists on Psi and now members of the crew, I mean last time I've seen people behaving like this they were drunk. But I couldn't smell any alcohol in their blood."

"I'm sure they aren't drunk or drugged. There must have been something on the planet which contaminated us. I haven't found a cure yet."

"Keep looking, Bones. Lt., are you able to help us maintaining course?"

"Certainly, Captain. I'll do my best."

"Bones? Have you seen Spock? The captain needs him."

"Hi, Rina. I believe he was here a moment ago."

"Found anything yet?"

"No, but I'm getting close. I think nurse Chapel talked to Spock."

She looked alarmed. "Is she infected?"

"Yes and she behaves just as crazy is the rest."

"Gotta go." She turned but was called back.

"Where are you going?"

"Nearest empty room," she said and hurried out.

When Rina entered the conference room she couldn't believe what she saw.

Spock, her stoic, Vulcan superior officer sat by the table – crying.

"Sir, are you ok?" she asked confused.

He looked up. "Lieutenant, I thought about my mother. I never told her that I love her."

Now she was stunned. "Commander, the Captain needs your help."

"Jim. I have felt friendship for him. I was so ashamed."

She went closer to him. "Sir, you have to come to your senses. Our all lives depend on it."

He stood up and turned to face her. "In the short time we have known each other you were an excellent assistant."

"Well, thanks, I guess. You are not yourself. Pull yourself together."

Spock tried and almost succeeded – but only almost. Rina bit her lip. Maybe there was a way.

She took another step towards him and held out her hands. "I'm going to help you with your control. Take my hands."

He hesitated but complied. Rina held them tight and locked her eyes with his.

"Concentrate on me. Only me and open your mind."

He did. As soon as his shields were lowered he could feel her. Her confusion, her understanding. Her calmness took over him. He released her hands.

She looked at him with one of her rare smiles. "Better?"

He nodded. "Yes."

"Then come. The captain needs you in engineering." She left quickly with him close behind.

"It would appear that we can go back in time anywhere we want."

"Maybe we try it out another time. Get us out of here."

Rina was sitting on a chair, reading a book. She was dressed in shorts and tank top, which were much more comfortable than her uniform.

Her door chime sounded. "Come in." she stood up as she saw who it was. "What can I do for you, sir?"

"I wished to talk to you about the incident in the conference room. You have very enhanced telepathic abilities."

"Thanks."

"Could you keep this a secret? I have a reputation to keep."

"My lips are sealed, Commander, my word as a Starfleet officer."

Spock nodded. "I believe 'Thank you' would be the correct response."

The corners of her mouth turned up slightly. "Then I'd say 'You're welcome. No big deal. Anytime you need me I'll be there.'"

He nodded again in acknowledgement. "Have a nice evening, Miss Meunier."

She actually smiled at the correct pronunciation of her last name. "Ditto, Mr. Spock."

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