This is a short one, it actually ran away from me :o Spock just wouldn't behave :/ Ah well, it may be considered OOC, but srsly, I'd never get anywhere if he didn't crack at some point!

Again, Koryu Elric, Thanks for your review, I'm always happy to hear the story hasn't started to deteriorate catastrophically! :3

Every muscle in her body was tense, leaving her standing as straight as an arrow next to the transporter platform. her senses were in overdrive, adrenaline stampeding through her veins. She barely listened as the ambassador discussed details of the mission with the Captain, who had decided to personally see them off.

The door swished open, and T'vari almost jumped out of her skin, her eyes locking onto the younger Spock's own, unreadable gaze. A short glance at the talking men and his attention was focused solely on her. "May I speak to you for a moment." it was a request, but barely. He inclined his head, communicating without words that he'd rather have the relative privacy of the hallway over the crowded room they currently occupied.

She nodded jerkily and followed him into the deserted hallway, it being the middle of the night, ship time.

For a long moment he stared at her with that unreadable gaze, standing in her personal space. She didn't think he even noticed that he was crowding her, let alone that his body seemed to lean towards her. She held his gaze, waiting for him to speak.

Then his lips were on hers and she was drowning in the sensation. The kiss was harsh, demanding, a stark contrast to the soft, warm lips against her own. He tasted of spice and something uniquely him, something she couldn't, wouldn't even try to analyze. There was also the underlying taste of fear, worry for her safety, and a solid assurance that he would catch her, if she fell. FIguratively speaking, of course.

Her head was spinning as he slowly pulled his head back, both of them opening their eyes to stare at each other, gazes simmering with emotions alien to them. To him more so, thatn to her, she realized. She swallowed hard.

His hands were pressed against the wall on either side of her head now, leaning over her, holding most of his weight.

Her breathing was ragged, and it occured to her, that he had kissed her their way, like humans would, all messy and... she really didn't know how to describe it, and dropped the thought, focusing instead on the very real man in front of her, all around her. She breathed in his scent, his breath hot on her cheek as he opened his mouth, his voice dipping low into an almost growl. "Be careful. Focus." his eyes burned into her. "We will talk when you return."

She swallowed hard and nodded.

He pushed himself away from the wall, collecting himself behind is usual mask of indifference. With one curt nod he was down the hallway and out of sight.

T'vari collapsed against the wall behind her back, closing her eyes, telling herself to take deep breaths, steady her hands. She pushed away, straightened her shoulders and returned to the transporter room.

"Ah, there you are!" the young Captain exclaimed. As she drew near he added, more quietly "You really think you can do this?"

She nodded confidently. Yes, she could. She had a reason to. She smiled softly to herself. The bastard, for all that it had cost him to act as he had, he had known what he was doing the moment he set foot in the direction of the transporter room.

She felt a familiar gaze burn into her from across the room. When she looked up she found the ambassador give her one of those unreadable gazes. She allowed the smile on her face to widen reassuringly.

She was not sure but she might have also been blushing. She focused back on the human in front of her. "Can we get this over with, please?"

Kirk nodded and turned to Scotty while T'vari and Spock moved into position. The engineer grabbed a piece of equipment, small enough to fit in the palm of his hand, and threw it at her. Reflexively she caught it and investigated it with interest.

"It'll let you know if they raise those wards again. At least it should. It's a small project of mine." he explained.

The young woman nodded and smiled. "Thank you." then she focused at where all her weapons were concealed. She was not going down there unprepared, this time. And she still wanted her disruptors back. "Let's do this!"

And within moments she was bathed in the familiar hum of the transporter, disappearing into white light.

Binary code, people! It's soul fodder! *points*