Six months had now past since Uhura had joined the Vengeance and intercepted the Romulans message of war.
There was nothing that could be done by any planet to stop the attacks, and an all out war, the war that the late Admiral Marcus had longed for, commenced.
The Federations alert for Khan had been somewhat cast aside, as more urgent threats endangered Earth.
Even though the Vengeance and its crew were all Earth bred, they chose to fight for neither side.
Khan ordered to attack only those who chose to attack them.
In the six months, they had taken down approximately seventy-five warbirds. Some Klingon, some Romulan and some Federation.
Days aboard the Vengeance were hard. Constant vigilance was required from the crew, and seeing as though there were only seventy-four members, there was little downtime.
Stationary in the sphere of one of Saturn's moons, Uhura set her comm to standby and left her station, desperately needing a break.
As she walked down the corridors, she exchanged tired smiles with her crew mates. Fortunately the ship was well hidden by Janus, meaning they may have found a few hours of peace.
She yawned as she entered the quarters she shared with Khan, and realised she had not seen him all day.
When she woke, he had already risen, left a note on the comm screen and gotten her some breakfast; a large creamy coffee with extra sugar, a croissant, fresh fruit and three gigantic red roses for decoration.
Uhura smiled at the roses now sat in a vase on her nightstand, before falling back onto the bed with a sigh.
She closed her eyes and listened to the hum of the ship whilst lazily trying to kick her boots off.
She wondered about Earth and how much devastation had befallen it, and prayed that no harm had come to any of her loved ones. She also thought of her friends and what they must be doing. What would their role be in this war? Did they think about her at all? Where she was?
The door swished open, bringing her mind back into the room. She sat up languidly and greeted Khan with a slow smile.
He returned it and she watched as he gracefully moved about the room, checking the comm screen and putting some spare devices away.
His presence never faltered. An air of confidence hung around him, confidence she had once thought to be arrogance, and having him near made her feel complete.
Khan finished his jobs and stretched, allowing Uhura to admire the view.
"I've missed you today." She purred as he approached her.
"I've missed you too. I'm sorry about disappearing this morning," he replied, gently trailing his fingers up her arms, "I want to make it up to you."
Uhura smiled and kissed him, luring him close as he began to crawl over her.
They made light work of their clothing, not wanting to waste a second and yearning to spend as much time with each other as possible.
If there is one thing that war had taught them, it was to value every second and every chance of love.
The Vengeance was a force to be reckoned with, but like all ships, it was not completely indestructible. All it would take was a Klingon or Romulan fleet to outdo them weapons-wise and they would be destroyed.
Loving Khan was one of the only ways Uhura found solace. They had memorised every inch of each other. He could ravish every sweet spot on her body, reducing her to a moaning, skin shivering mess in minutes; whereas Uhura was the only person who knew how to make Khan beg for mercy.
After a few hours, Uhura almost began to forget where she was, and the horrible circumstance of war.
She stretched out on the sheets, feeling too comfortable to move and in a blissful state of mind.
"I may never move again." Khan hummed, echoing her thoughts.
Uhura giggled,
"Because of the comfort or the sex?"
"Hmm, both." He smiled and moved to kiss her again.
Breaking them apart, an alert signalled on the comm screen.
Khan groaned exaggeratedly at the noise, making her giggle again.
He got up and checked the screen.
"Report to bridge immediately." He sighed as he read. "We'd better go."
xxxx
Nothing could have prepared Uhura for what she faced when they reached the ships bridge.
Khan immediately set into action, taking command and Uhura sat at her station, engaged her ear piece and was greeted with several hailing frequencies.
In the space before them sat five Federation ships. Four small fighter ships, two either side of an overly familiar, yet completely made up and upgraded, USS Enterprise.
The bridge was silent and Khan looked to Uhura, checking to see she was alright and nodded, signalling for her to open the channel between the ships.
The bridge of the Enterprise filled the screen in front of them, with Kirk and his usual crew manning the helm.
"Well this is a momentous day!" Kirk exclaimed with false enthusiasm. "Eight months and amidst a galactic space war and we just happen to run into you!"
"Hello, Captain Sarcasm." Khan smirked, "How's the Admiral treating you? Did you enjoy your grounds restrictions?"
"Yeah, y'know about that, it was great but really didn't last that long," Kirk carried on in the sarcastic tone, "Something to do with our favourite fugitive starting a war..."
"You think I started this war?" Khan laughed.
"Yes, yes we do."
"'We'?" Khan repeated, "You mean the Admiral has told you I am responsible and you believed him, just like with the last Admiral." Khan sighed. "After all this time, Kirk, are we really back to square one?"
"Well, this time I have done my homework, and there is a lot of evidence to show that its down to you." Kirk began, "I mean, you clearly have some link with the Klingons from being able to get undetected onto Kronos, and how difficult would it be to get them to side with you against Earth? Then adding in the support of Romulus must have been easy, they were planning to form an alliance with the Klingons anyway!"
Khan thought through Kirks statement.
"I'm impressed, Kirk, all very well thought out." He nodded, "But you're still wrong."
"Oh I am not wrong. There is no other possible explanation for all of this!" Kirk replied, breaking into a smile, "But I suppose you want to try and provide some sort of counter argument to prove you didn't do it?"
"If you'd be willing to listen, Captain, yes." Khan pandered to him. "I have the very transmission intercepted from Romulus stating the orders of war from the Klingons, translated by an officer you wouldn't dare to question."
"'An officer I wouldn't dare to question'?" Kirk asked.
"Yes. She is the best, you once said so yourself," Khan smiled, taunting him, "After all, she did used to be part of your crew."