I do not own Star Trek in anyway,
Hey guys, I added a lil Spirk, because I can!
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"These flowers are beautiful." Grace said bending down to pick up a large, orange bud to add to her collection.
The planet consisted mostly of blue/grey desert, jutting silver rock scattered across navy sand. The plant life was scarce, but what was there was extraordinary. There were neon yellow trees with pink leaves and blue fruit, periwinkle cactus with orange flowers, and teal berries hung from violate bushes.
"It is quite aesthetically pleasing." B said to Grace as she dug up a mint green root and examined it in her gloves before placing it in her clear, plastic, gathering container.
Jim wondered up to the duo. "How's it going, girls?" He asked a smile on his face.
"Great!" Grace said clearly ecstatic to be back in the field.
"Agreed." B said, her eyes were wide and bright, and her face slightly flushed, she looked almost as happy as Grace. If her vulcan features weren't holding back that smile, Jim would have said it looked almost as if she was glowing.
He was soon accompanied by Spock who had been examining a tree not too far away. "Collect as much data as you can." He stated. "We will be heading back shortly."
"Spock!" Grace exclaimed in excitement, causing both Spock-A and B to look at the girl.
The male vulcan had started making his way closer to Grace before she shoved a hot pink flower under B's nose. "It smells like garlic!" she said.
B's face pailed and her eyes went wide, she threw a hand over her mouth before she jumped to her feet and dashed behind one of the purple bushes. The girl retched and emptied the contents of her stomach onto the desert floor.
This wasn't the first time this had happened, she had spent the better part of yesterday vomiting as well. Thinking about it logically she had pushed it aside, assuring herself the food replicator had malfunctioned. Her counterpart had agreed that there were an infinite variable of reasons for her ailments, and that the food replicator was one of the more feasible ones. Now she wasn't so sure.
Her eyes were closed as she vomited in an attempt to ward of tears. So she only senced when someone had come up behind her. She felt soft fingers touching her cheeks, pulling the few small hairs that had fallen out of place from her pony-tail, back from her face. When she had finished voiding the contents of her stomach, she looked up to see the soft hands belonged to Jim.
"You just can not stay healthy, can you?" He joked.
B pulled away from Jim softly before standing straight. She tugged at the bottom of her shirt, and repositioned her fallen hair back into into it's normal tight pony-tail. "I assure you, Captain, I am at peak physical health. I just found the scent of the pungent flower especially ...nauseating."
"Uh-hu" Jim said disbelievingly. Behind Jim's smile was fear and worry for the girl.
Jim had been feeling an increasing amount of tenderness for the vulcan girl over the last few weeks. It had taken all he had to remind himself how weird it would be to just go up and hold the girl. He found he'd been spending an increasing amount of time with her. At first it was just to make sure she was alright, her sudden recovery still seemed to illude Bones, and Jim feared it would resurface and affect the rest of his crew. But, after a week had passed he found himself looking forward to his time spent with the girl. He struggled with the thought that she was Spock. Did he have these same feelings for his first commander as well? Or was it only because she appeared to him in female form, that the respect and adoration he had for his friend instead turned into this weird, bubbling lust? Kirk shook his head tossing these thoughts away. Trying to reason them, he told himself it was just because he was a notorious womanizer, and he had yet take a vulcan.
"Thank you for your assistance." B stated to the captain before walking back to Spock and Grace who both wore concerned looks on their faces. Grace's more obvious than Spock's but visible none the less.
"I think we have all we need Captain." Said Spock as the two walked toward them, all the while never taking his eyes off of his counterpart. "Given recent events I suggest we leave early."
Grace walked up to B. "You okay?" She whispered and the Vulcan nodded.
"Alright, grab the plants and let's go." Jim said as they all gathered the boxes they had filled. Jim pulled out his communicator. "Beam us up, Scotty."
The familiar star-y white glow whirled around them and they were soon energized back onto the ship.
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I read this thing where guys are sometimes like "awh man, she's got a baby in her, gimme a piece o' that!" so I thought I'd make Jim sense that in her a little.
Also- (whispers) I love you. :3
