Author's Note: Alright people...the plot thickens. Song of the Day: Rihanna- Russian Roulette (If you guys can't tell, I am having a ball at putting this story to music!)
Mirror of Darkness: Chapter 11
"Revelations"
He had 'indeed' cleaned up Engineering. The data feed for the cameras had been altered- there was no trace of them having been there. The crewmen had 'suggestions' implanted that told them they had all simply fallen asleep on the job.
He knew that if any of them even suggested otherwise, they would remain silent for fear of his 'punishments'.
He checked his internal clock. 0450. He would be due on the bridge soon for Alpha shift. And he found himself thinking deeply about the Lieutenant who would also be there.
He had been correct. She was the One.
He decided to meditate. He needed to contact T'Pau with his discovery, and their orders.
He was still in his black shirt and pants. Removing the soft black shoes on his feet, and his shirt, he eased himself down to the floor, his long legs folding under him in one simple, flawless movement.
He leaned forward, lighting the fire pot, and a warm glow soon filled the room.
He closed his eyes and freed his mind, the scent of incense and earth invading his senses and transporting his mind away from the confines of the ship into the vastness of space and back to his home planet….
He could sense her presence in his mind.
"T'Pau. I have news."
"Greetings, Spock-am. Have you made contact?"
"Indeed, T'Pau. I have confirmed her. She has completed her task. The data should be on Vulcan now."
"It is confirmed."
"T'Pau, have you made contact with our accomplices?"
"I have, Spock. They have been informed to commence hostilities against the Empire."
"And our leader?"
"He is well."
"This is good. Soon this universe shall be right. And all will be as one. Dif tor heh smusma ko 'mehk-il'."
"Sochya eh dif, sa-fu."
II
She moved her body into the shower, allowing the heat of the water to course down her body, the steam to invade her senses and pull her swirling thoughts into a state of rest.
She was…
Thrilled.
Tired.
Sore.
And…she felt better than she had in years.
She had found her contact. She had found her ally. She had found a friend and a…lover.
The last word congealed in her mind and she was instantly reminded of his breath on her neck, the feel of him inside her…his strength, barely controlled…
She couldn't deny she had been attracted to him since the moment she stepped on the ship, but now she knew this could prove dangerous and detrimental should anyone learn of their relationship.
He had marked her…
She looked into the mirror at the teeth imprints on her neck. There would be no mistaking them for anything other than what they were. She had no way to hide them, and she decided…she didn't want to.
She had never had an experience like that and she found…she had enjoyed it immensely. She knew she should savor the time…after all… this was a mission.
Her mind cautioned her that she was reading too much into his actions. Her heart knew she was lying.
Nyota Uhura was a marked woman. In more ways than one.