HI GUYS! How are we all today, I'm a bit depressed because of Michael Jackson, but he will always live on through his music. He was a legend. Sorry, I'm rambling……
For this chapter, I really concentrated on moving Lizzie and Chekov's relationship along. I absolutely loved writing this chapter, its been my favourite one to write so far. Thank you for all the feedback I've had. Its really inspiring and I'm glad your enjoying my work. Also, there are pics on my profile of Lizzie, Luke and Kumiko, if you want to take a look (: So I hope you enjoy it and don't forget to review. If I can take hours of time out to write for you, I'm sure you can take a few seconds to write to me.
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Knock, knock, knock.
As she hung up her jacket in her wardrobe, Lizzie realised she had finally unpacked and settled in. Uhura had taken her to her quarters after leaving Sickbay and she had been in there for over 2 hours unpacking and settling in. The room was a fair size, with a bed, a chair, a desk, a place for her clothes, a small sofa, a kitchen area and an adjourning bathroom. She liked it. It was similar to her bedroom back home. It was small and simple and just what she wanted.
Knock, knock, knock.
"Come in" Lizzie shouted as she smoothed out the quilt on her bed.
The door slid open with a whoosh and in entered Chekov, his arms behind his back, a big grin on his face. Lizzie looked up to see him.
"Hi Pavel!" Lizzie smiled at him causing a red colour to rise in his cheeks , the brave domineer he had entered with now gone as he resorted back to an embarrassed teenage boy.
"I ave come to escort you to zhe Mess Hall for lunch" he said looking at his feet, hiding his blush.
"Is it lunch time already?" she asked looking over at her clock, not realising how fast time had flown.
"Yes, are you ready to eat?"
"Uh-huh" she said with a nod and skipped over to Chekov's side, causing him to blush even more.
"Are you ok Pavel?" she asked him noticing how he would not look at her.
"Yes" he told her, finally looking her in the face. "I'm just a little….hot." He hoped his excuse would work.
"O-kay" Lizzie replied slowly, a little confused. He knew that she didn't buy it, so decided to lead her out of the door and perhaps change the subject.
"Lets go" he said, grabbing her hand and leading her down the corridor to the Mess Hall.
"Its so soft" he thought to himself, knowing that it wasn't helping the blush that was across his face. He chanced a glance at her and noticed she was looking around the ship, taking in her surroundings, a happy smile on her face. This caused one to appear on his face too. She really was pretty. He decided to start a conversation.
"Are you settled in zhen?"
"Sure am!" she said laughing. "It took me a while, but everything is unpacked and done."
"Good" Chekov replied quietly, looking forward to see where he was walking.
Lizzie looked down at their held hands. As she did, the tingles re-appeared in her stomach, the same tingles she had felt before. It confused her as to why they kept appearing. She had noticed that they only appeared when she was around Chekov, so it definitely had something to do with him. She had only felt this one other time in her life. When she was 13 and had a crush on Jack Watkins. Could she have a crush on Pavel?
She too chanced a look up at him and noticed he was staring back at her.
"His eyes are such a pretty shade of blue" she thought to herself.
They both looked into each others eyes for a few seconds before realising what they were doing. They both looked away at the same time blushing and continued walking to the Mess Hall in silence just content with each others company.
They entered the turbo lift in silence along with many other crew members and exited it when they reached the floor to the Mess Hall. As they entered, they noticed Kirk and the rest of the bridge at the captain's table talking amongst one another, two empty seats left at the table, waiting for the Ensigns. They walked over to the food replicator.
"Vhat are you going to ave?" Chekov asked, being the first one to speak in 5 minutes.
"Erm….just a ham and cheese sandwich I think" she replied.
"Zhat is vhat I vas going to ave!" he told her laughing. She laughed too.
"Well why don't I get our sandwiches and you can get the drinks" Lizzie suggested.
"Zhat is a good idea" Chekov replied leaving to go to the drinks machine.
Lizzie watched him as he left, many thoughts flying through her mind. Did she have a crush on him? She did feel the tingles in her stomach every time she saw him and especially when he held her hand on the way to the Mess Hall. She also enjoyed being in his company and he made her laugh. As he approached the drinks machine, she noticed his face. As young as his face seemed, it also looked mature at the same time. Not to mention how she had gotten lost in his eyes earlier. And his curly hair and his warm, soft hand and….."
"Stop it Lizzie" she scolded herself, looking away from Chekov and back to the food replicator. "He is your friend, nothing more, just a friend." However she did have another quick glance at him before getting their sandwiches.
He walked over to meet her with the drinks before they both went over to the captain's table. Lizzie and Chekov sat next to each other and shared out the drinks and food, not realising that the whole table was looking at them, assessing what they were doing. Sulu and Scotty were confused, Kirk was somewhat shocked, Uhura looked happy thinking how sweet it was, whilst Bones had a smug look on his face, knowing that Chekov was loving every second with Lizzie. Spock remained emotionless. When all the food was shared out, the two ensigns looked up at the rest of the table, noticing the stares they were getting.
"Well look who finally made it to the Mess Hall!" Kirk said finally breaking the silence.
"You settled in yet?" Uhura asked.
Lizzie nodded. "Yes thank you" she said as she began to eat her sandwich, Chekov following suit., both a little embarrassed by the stares they were getting.
"Well don't they look cosy" Bones said to Kirk, earning him a glare from Chekov, the statement going un-noticed by Lizzie who was concentrating on her food.
"Anyway" started Sulu in an attempt to change the subject, "My sister told me to tell you she says hi." He was talking to Kirk.
"Oh god" Kirk groaned hanging his head.
"What did you do to Kumiko this time?"
"I….erm….I mean we kinda got drunk and well…..one thing led to another…..and……"
"You slept with her again didn't you?" Sulu asked narrowing his eyes at his captain.
"Technically? We didn't do a lot of sleeping, if you get what I mean."
"Geez Jim, my sister really likes you."
"Well maybe if she didn't stalk me, I might like her too."
The argument continued for most of lunch with Sulu winning in the end by making Kirk have a proper conversation with Kumiko without it leading to something more. Kirk wasn't too happy about it, but Sulu seemed content. Whilst they argued, the rest of the table started up their own conversations.
"You ready to come back to work?" Scotty asked Lizzie.
"Yeah, cant wait" she replied. She was beaming with excitement.
"Good because there's quite a few repairs to be done after the Klingon attack."
"Cant wait to get started" Lizzie told him with a huge grin.
Lunch time finally ended and the crew began to file out of the Mess Hall ready to resume their work.
"I vill see you later Lizzie, yes?" Chekov asked.
"Uh-huh" Lizzie told him waving goodbye and following Scotty down to the engine bay, ready to finally get back to work.
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"Zhat one is Cancer" Chekov told Lizzie as he pointed upwards.
"Wow."
"And Zhat one is Hydra." His finger pointed to a different point on the ceiling.
"Pretty" Lizzie said quietly.
After finishing her shift in the engine bay, Chekov had come to meet her and decided to take her to the Astrometic Observatory, a room for charting stars, planets and nebulae. They were both currently lying on the floor of the observatory, looking at the different star constellations.
"How many are there?" Lizzie asked turning her head to the right to look at Chekov.
"Zhere are many thousands maybe millions" he replied.
"Wow" she said again, returning her view to the ceiling. "There's nothing like this in the past. I love it."
"You like it ere zhen?" he asked her turning his head to the left to look at her.
"Yeah!" she exclaimed. "You cant see the stars like this back home."
"I meant do you like it ere in zhe future." She turned to look at him then, brown orbs meeting blue. She could not deny the fact that every time she looked in his eyes, she would get lost in them and lose all other thoughts.
She smiled at him. "Its growing on me."
He smiled back. "Good." He shuffled a bit to the left to get closer to her. "Vhat is life like for you in zhe past? Do you enjoy it?"
"Its….ok I suppose."
He looked at her with a confused look and Lizzie could see that he wanted her to elaborate. She returned her gaze to the ceiling.
"My mom is a teacher and I love her dearly and my brother is my best friend…." She fought back the tears as she spoke of her brother. "And I have the best friends in the world and stuff its just….I don't see my dad much. He's always away on business. He's never there."
She turned her head to look at him and noticed he was looking at her with such an intensity. The tingles appeared again.
"I'm sorry" he said with sympathy in his voice.
"Its ok, I never really see him enough to really miss him, you know? But he always sends money for us though." She sat up, trying to hide her face from Chekov as she knew the tears were coming.
"Mom cries a lot though. She really misses him." A tear fell down her cheek but wiped it away. "It hurts her knowing that he isn't there."
Chekov sat up then and moved even closer to Lizzie.
"I'm sorry" he said again.
"Its ok" Lizzie said, not noticing the tears pouring from her eyes. She didn't realise talking about her dad would make her react like this. The thoughts of her brother on top of that made it worse.
Next thing she knew, Chekov's sleeve moved up to her cheeks as he wiped away the tears. She looked at him wide-eyed, touched by his concern. There was a burning sensation left behind by his sleeve, similar to how her stomach felt. She inwardly cursed herself, knowing that he was only a friend. He really cared about her though. As soon as her face was dry, he asked her if there was anything he could do, but there wasn't.
"Thanks for listening though" she replied sniffing her now blocked nose. But before she realised what was happening, he put his arms around her and pulled her into him, holding her in a hug.
"If you need anything, do not esitate to ask" he whispered into her ear, sending shivers all through her body. Not realising she was doing it, she naturally rested her head on the crook of his neck by his collarbone as he rested his head on top of hers. She closed her eyes and smiled, getting lost in the moment.
"Thank you Pavel" she told him wrapping her arms around his waist too, pulling herself closer into him as he held her. The tingles weren't just in her stomach anymore, they were burning all over her body.
Chekov smiled as she said this happy to have the girl that had took over his mind and his life in his arms, keeping her safe.
They sat there in silence like that for 10 minutes, content in each others company before realising the time, knowing they would soon have to go to bed. Chekov stood up first taking Lizzie's hand in his to help her up. They walked hand in hand as they left the observatory.
They walked through the many corridors of the Enterprise until they finally reached Lizzie's quarters.
"Thank you for tonight Pavel" Lizzie told the Russian with a soft smile as they stood by the door.
"I vas happy to spend zhe time with you" he said, a soft blush spreading across his face. He would never get used to her smile.
"Well good night then."
"Good night Lizzie."
At this, Lizzie leaned forward and kissed his cheek before opening the door and entering her quarters, the door closing behind her. Chekov just stood out side stunned, his hand touching his cheek where he had just been kissed. His feet slowly began to move and he made his way back to his quarters with the biggest smile on his face, happier than he had ever been.
As Lizzie got undressed, put her Pyjamas on and got in to bed, she could think of one thing and one thing only. Pavel and that dashing smile. She went to sleep that night happy, knowing that no matter how much she denied it, she had feelings for Chekov.
