Disclaimer: I don't own Star Trek:2009. A.K.A. the best movie of 2009.

Ok I was going to post this sooner, but it would've been half assed. So I waited and made it better than it would have been if it was posted last month instead. I hope you guys love the first installment of 2010. It's so long and believe me it will be satisfying.

I was having a great time with my students during Thursday's lesson. We discussed the natures of romantic relationships and I got kind of pissed at how lonely I felt during the period. I felt better as I read off the vengeful plans they had submitted. I was surprised at how comical they were.

"Dare. No Truth, just dare as a Saturday activity. Ok, this is a great idea. No votes needed on this one. I'm using it." I lifted my PADD in the air as my students laughed. I hurried up and skipped to the next one.

The words slid out of my mouth unwillingly and full of dread. "Make out with Pavel Chekov on the Bridge."

I laughed at the silly idea because it had to be a joke. I looked up to see most of them snickering. This joke wasn't that funny. Just the fact that the snickers turned into chuckles made me incredibly nervous.

"So, votes?" One by one, eight hands went in the air.

Majority ruled and I only had fifteen students. I glanced down at my PADD and there were no more ideas in my inbox. The Chekov idea had the highest votes so far and I already gave them my word.

When class was over, I paced my room a little bit. It was something that my body would resort to when I was forced to something I didn't want to.

I stopped mid-stride when I noticed Spock was still in his seat. His eyes were smiling and I refrained from yelling at him. He was amused, but I knew that he wasn't to blame. I took a few deep breaths and made my way to the bridge at a fast pace. I was rushing, but Spock caught up effortlessly. I opened my mouth to scold him for following me, but I realized that we were heading to the same place. He gave me a quick and barely noticeable sympathetic look as we stood in the lift. I almost smiled because he was comfortable enough around me to convey the slightest of emotions.

He was the one I wanted to kiss. Not some Russian child genius! I checked Spock out in the corner of my eye and I told myself that I could get through this while envisioning myself making out with him instead.

After the lift opened, we both continued our quick pace to the bridge. Spock placed his rather large hand on my shoulder.

"You do not have to do this." I held back a groan as I shrugged him off. That was the first time, he had ever touched me, but I just wanted to get this damn thing over with. His warmth lingered on my shoulder as I continued walking.

I dreaded this even more when I saw Jim and Bones standing next to the Captain's chair. They had heard what Spock said and stared at me with curious eyes.

"Do what?" I ignored Jim and carried on with my task. I spun the Navigator's chair around and leaned down to capture his lips in mine. I was six years his senior and that was the main reason I wasn't enjoying this. Age was nothing, but a number. It just bothered me that Pavel was just too innocent. I bet he didn't know what a breast even felt like. Hell, I bet even Keenser had felt a breast before.

I sat on his lap as I realized that maybe kissing him would get rid of my sexual tension. He hesitantly reacted, but his hands remained firmly planted on the arms of his chair. I wanted to be touched, held and loved. I needed a man. I ended the kiss and removed my hands from his curly locks. His eyes were frantic and he seemed confused and a bit upset. I patted him on the chest and whispered "Nothing personal." I hopped off his lap and rushed off the bridge avoiding eye contact with everyone.

I nearly ran to my room to heal from my embarrassing moment on the bridge. That kiss didn't quell my desire. If anything, it fed it. I looked at my flushed appearance in the mirror and I knew that I wanted to get laid. No, I wanted to make love to Spock.

I wanted immediate satisfaction, but I couldn't have Spock and didn't want to do it on my own. I was too stubborn to please myself, so I settled on taking a steaming hot bubble bath instead to calm me down. I dried off, got dressed and headed to the cafeteria for an early dinner.

Sitting alone, I got strange looks from people that worked on the bridge. I paled a little as Jim and Bones arrived and I braced myself for the teasing.

"Hello Mrs. Chekov." Bones gave a small laugh before coming up with his own childish joke.

"At least you didn't make out with Spock. I don't even know how Uhura does it." He cringed at the thought and I falsely followed suit.

"Ugh, gross." Yeah right. Jim sent me an odd look before asking me a question.

"What was that about anyways? I hired you to teach aliens, not make out with teenagers." I glowered at him.

"My students forced me to." They both busted out laughing at that.

"You should have stayed for his reaction. He tried to continue working, but you could tell he was shell-shocked. After a while, he asked me for my permission to leave, probably to take a cold shower. I ended up giving him the rest of the day off. We all know he could use some time alone after that." Sometimes I wondered why I hung out with these two.

It took a while, but eventually they sobered up from their immaturity.

"Well after putting on that show today, you deserve a present." I performed my infamous eyebrow raise. I turned to Bones to see if he would drop me a hint, but he was just as clueless as I was.

"You can have the viewing of the meteor shower on the bridge. It has a better view than the auditorium." Was he being serious right now?

"You are aware that Sulu could just maneuver…"

"Nah, the bridge will be fine." I shrugged my shoulders and returned to my meal.

"Aye Aye Captian."

I spent most of my Saturday coming back and forth from the bridge to my room. I didn't really have much to do since it was Sulu's job to get us there and Spock's job to monitor the meteors in relationship to the Enterprise. I made sure to avoid Chekov for my pride's sake, but I noticed him blushing every time I talked to Sulu.

I was on my third trip to the bridge and I was about to ask Jim about the lights when Uhura cut me off.

"Cadet Evans. This is your third time in the past hour where you have interrupted our work, so I suggest you come back at 2000 hours when we are ready for you." I sidestepped her cattiness and replied with a comment that surprisingly wasn't rude.

"You're right, I should get ready, but I'll probably be back at 1940 hours." I waved to Jim before leaving, completely ignoring the shocked look on his face.

I showered and put on another uniform, not really feeling the need to dress up like usual. I arrived at the bridge at 1940 hours as planned and Uhura was nowhere to be found, in fact most of the bridge's staff was missing.

I bounced over to Jim and placed a friendly hand on his arm.

"As I was saying before, is there any way we could dim the major lights?" He cued a Bajoran to his right. I wondered why he wasn't in my class, he looked rather interesting.

The lack of light shook me from my thoughts and I smiled at him, for he was smiling at me.

"This is a tad romantic don't you think?" I frowned at him, wondering what he meant by that.

"For you maybe. With the lights off, there will be nothing to distract from the flaming rocks. Much like that of a cinematic experience." I patted his head and sauntered over to Spock's station.

"So, inform me about this meteor shower." I took a seat in Uhura's vacant chair and turned to Spock.

"There will be approximately 37 of them passing by in the unusually long course of 8 minutes and 49 seconds." Bones' fears of space inspired my next question.

"Sulu's coordinates are correct right? Are we in a safe enough position?" I tried not to stare at Spock, but he looked divine in the dim lighting. Not being able to see every part of his face added to his mystique. Jim hit the nail on the head, it was romantic. I smirked at the thought of Spock being romantic. It wasn't impossible, but he could learn given the right instructor.

He looked distracted as he answered me. "We are fine."

His eyes seemed grave as he focused on something behind me. I was a bit aggravated that someone was stealing his attention away from me. I turned to see Uhura coming our way from the lift.

I turned back to Spock, dipping my head a little in insecurity. Of course he would look at her instead of me, she was gorgeous. Her outfit hadn't changed or anything, but simplicity worked for her. Although I knew she was behind me, I was still startled by the sound of her voice.

" I shouldn't have to let you know that you are occupying my seat cadet." I could feel her distaste for me as I stood up.

Despite how I felt towards her, I looked her dead in the eye, giving her nothing but respect.

"Of course not, I'll just go." She looked back at me with a fiery impatient look that bordered on furious as she sat down.

Did she loathe me because she knew of my lust for Spock? It wasn't possible. Seeing as I never told anyone of my feelings, she would need a Betazoid to figure that out and I doubted that she spent any of her time doing something other than her job and spending time with Spock.

Soon enough people began filing in and I stood by my lonesome waving to my students when they entered. I didn't want to be in the front by Sulu even though he was a good friend of mine because he was just too close to Chekov. Jim had annoyed me with that statement of his and there was no way I was talking to Spock if his controlling girlfriend was anywhere near him. So here I stand in the back right corner of the bridge, the person nearest to me being the Bajoran from earlier was nearly ten feet away.

It was a smaller crowd than any other Saturday activity, making it a more close knit and intimate affair. Everyone was happy on the bridge. I don't know if it was because it was one of the rare times they were allowed on the bridge or because they were in the presence of James the Great himself. His ego would become the size of one of those ancient hot air balloons if I told him that.

"It's starting." Sulu announced loud enough so that everyone could hear. He smiled before turning back to the screen. The action reminded me of a child watching a movie. Regardless of my location, I was still able to see the meteors flying by at an alarming pace. Only a few people up front blocked my view of the show.

Two hands gripped my waist and led me closer to the front. I laughed, knowing it was Jim. Without words, he kissed my temple and returned to his chair that was now behind me. I now stood a few feet behind Chekov, but I doubt he would notice me with the blazing entertainment in front of us that I currently had a better view of.

Quiet chatter filled the room and my ears with a comforting ambiance. I was so at ease; I jumped at the sound of my name being spoken from familiar lips. Both of my eyebrows were now close to my hairline. Spock had somehow broken from his ball and chain, also known as Uhura.

"Hi Spock." His gorgeous eyes danced all over my face, probably trying to figure out why I was so frightened.

He stopped after I calmed down, but still asked me about it. "Did I…" I held my hand out to stop his interrogation.

"No, I was just so focused on the shower. I wasn't aware of my surroundings." He nodded, accepting my answer. We stood together in awe due to the beauty of the meteors in front of us.

"Thank you for suggesting this, It's beautiful." I glanced at him and he seemed hesitant, in turn making me nervous.

"You are welcome." I didn't realize how close we were standing until I got a whiff of his scent. He smelled of laundry which caught me off guard. I did not have a previous hypothesis about his scent, but if I were to guess, laundry would not come to mind.

My eyes were fixated on the meteors again, but my mind drifted off to a world where Spock and I have sex on a regular basis and our most recent rendezvous was in the back yard with no neighbors for miles. For some reason, my day dream was in the 1950's and our clothes were flowing in the breeze on the clothesline while we did the horizontal hustle on the freshly cut grass.

When I snapped out of it, I was sure that I was blushing. I thanked the heavens that the lights were low. I glanced at my husband in an alternate reality to see Nyota on his left. I debated on leaving the two alone, but that would be even more awkward because I'd be making my discomfort known.

I turned to the meteor shower again and gasped at how close one of them came to hitting the ship.

I didn't think anyone heard me, but I turned to see Spock's amused expression. I blushed harder in embarrassment and started to play with my hair.

My focus was on my feet when the ship jolted from where it was positioned. People went flying and I wondered why I wasn't one of them. I looked up to see large, concerned doe eyes looking at me. He had caught me. I was about to smile, but I felt someone's' piercing gaze on me.

Nyota Uhura lie on the floor while I was secure in the arms of her lover. Shouldn't it be the other way around?

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