Disclaimer: Star Trek in all its forms belongs to Gene Roddenberry and the Corporations. There is no infringement intended, as this is just a humble fan fiction intended to amuse and entertain. No money will be made nor is any expected. Just a few reviews to make the author smile and feel it is worth writing more.

A/N: Ok everyone this is AU big time. I decided that I did not like the way Elizabeth Tucker died. After all Trip is not the only one with the Tucker charm. It took me a while to come up with a workable solution to save her and I hope it works. As always the ratings will be from G to NC-17.

2008/1/27

A/N: Thoughts and Telepathy in Italics

Challenging Fate

Elizabeth Story-

Part 21 Engulfed in Fire NC-17 (For Sexual content)

In the time of Ponn Farr a Vulcan lost all sanity and logic. The civilized facade that that the galaxy saw was stripped away and there was only raw instinct and need. In this time there was little chance of reasoning or discussing anything. It was why Vulcan children were bonded as children. A safeguard set in place to ensure that the species survived. Because during this time an unbounded Vulcan could be the most dangerous being in the universe. Their need would overcome even the strictest of moral codes. Only the need to mate would matter. A bond ensured that the one in the fever would seek out only their true mate. It prevented conflict that could easily occur if unbounded beings came into contact. However Koss was not boned. He was alone and in need. His need would instinctively force him to the most desirable female. Vulcans like all species could show a preference though they would generally not be so crass as to show it. However, in ponn farr their inhibitions were stripped away. Koss had been intrigued by T'Lia from the first meeting. Her differences drew him like a moth to a flame. He did not know why and in this fever he did not care. All his body wanted was the mate his mind and heart had chosen. The fact that she was a slave did not matter. The fact that she was not bonded to him only made him desire her more. The fact that she was emotional was irrelevant. All Koss saw was the one who could if she chose end his need. He had just enough control to drag her away. While it might appear to be barbaric he was in enough need to take her then and there. Only his affection and deep desire to protect T'Lia gave him the last will to drag her to her quarters.

T'Lia swallowed hard. She could feel the desire pulsing through Koss. He was like a volcano who was ready to erupt. He kicked in her door and dragged her in. His hand flew to the lock and in an instant it was sealed. No one would be able to enter now without his direct command. He pushed her back into the room. His gaze racking over her.

With the last of his control he forced himself to look at T'Lia. "I want you, I burn…" the look he gave her sent her temperature rising. This was no romantic seduction. There was no time for gentle wooing or tender words. Instead Koss let T'Lia see him at his most vunirable. She could choose him or reject him. He did not care who she was or where she was from. He simply burned.

T'Lia swallowed her fear. She was despite her desire to have only honesty between them forced to choose the immediate need. Koss was on fire she alone had the power to save him. He had rejected all other options. He burned and his fires touched her. She knew it was natures way. It might not even be a conscious desire on his part. That was not flattering but the need was still there. If she rejected him he could still seek to claim her and that would be dangerous. If she rejected him he could become dangerous and perhaps even kill her. Or if not then he would despise himself latter. He was an honorable being one would and could choose to pay the ultimate forfeit for hurting an innocent. She would never allow him to feel he hurt her. The simple fact was that she wanted Koss. She could admit to herself that she had admired his work for years. She had secreted pictures of him in her computer back home. She blushed at this. Then she had been eager to meet him. It had been this thought that made her coming to this world palatable. Meeting Koss had made the cost almost worth it. His abrasive personality had angered her and enflamed her attraction all the more. She would never like a male who simple let her lead him around by the nose. Koss had strong convictions and he never hesitated to let her know what he thought even when he disagreed. His bending now on the designs was merely the fever. All these thought flew away in the face of his simple words.

"I need you."

T'Lia decided that was the only real truth in this moment. Koss would die without her help. He might despise her for her help latter but, he would live. In the end she would gladly face that rather then see him lost. Without second thoughts she moved to him. She looked up into his dark eyes.

"I am here Koss. I ….am yours."

In an instant his eyes flared possessively. His hands shot out and dragged her to him. Reason was gone as need replaced it. The iron control shattered and with it his inhibitions. T'Lia felt her self lifted into powerful arms. He carried her to her bed and she was pushed back onto it. Koss joined her and before she could react her robes were caught in powerful hands and torn off her. Koss took her at her word and was ready to stake his claim. The actions might have scared T'Lia had she not suddenly been enflamed as he was. The fires Koss felt suddenly flooded her and she felt her own need rise to meet his.

T'Lia was not all Vulcan however. The human part of her rose to help and protect her. Her arousal was instantaneous and she blushed deeply as she felt her body react. Vulcans were a passionate people but all to often the initial mating was more about savagery then caring. But because T'Lia loved Koss she felt no fear. She did not just feel lust and duty she felt love. She was therefore unafraid of the raw need he showed. His fevered skin drew her to him. Her own hands ripped at his robes. Unlike a Vulcan she wanted and was more then willing to engage. Her actions stunned Koss for a moment. A moment that allowed him to regain a minutes of control. A minute in to see her willing surrender and to feel more then simple lust and need. A minute to open himself to her emotions. A minute to find the one thing he longed for. Total love and acceptance of even this his madness. In that minute Koss learned what love was. He pushed T'Lia back and caught her hands and pinned them above her head. His eyes locked on hers as a he tore away the clothing that separated them. "Mine! You are mine." His fingers traced her face and with a suddenly gentleness traced her lips. T'Lia stilled as she saw his desire. She tried to shift to catch him to her. She wanted to garb him and pull him to her. However he was not allowing this. She was shocked to see a small smile form as he held her. He clearly felt her arousal now and it pleased him. She blushed. She could not believe how strong he was as he held her hands immobile. His body shifted and he buried his head into her neck. Without warning he drove into her. She cried out as his joined them. Even as he did this his teethe sank into her left shoulder. The momentary pain was instantly replaced as he began to move inside her. The need grew for both of them.

"Koss!" She cried out. She bucked under him wanting more and he drove into her. His head flew back and his gaze locked on her. The need was upon him and he was wild. T'Lia however wanted this wildness. She wanted more and her body demanded it. Her mind reached out to his. He could not understand her words now as the fever flared but he could feel her needs and emotions. It drove him and he pushed deeper and harder. Each movement designed to drive her wild. He saw images of them and he followed her lead. He released her hands to grab a hold of her. T'Lia took that moment to reach up and claim his lips. His head was pulled down to hers and she kissed him. An action that shocked him to his core. Her lips claimed him and her tongue moved against his lips. He parted them as he gasped for breathe and was shocked to feel her tongue engage his. This shocking action inflamed him more. He broke the kiss and looked down at her. In an instant he knew…. She was not Vulcan. In the next he did not care as he drove into her once more. Her cries of passion drove him. He wanted more.

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Part 22 OF Fishes and Sharks PG-13

In the living room Kevan heard the cry of T'Lia. He noted Marly stiffen and almost rise. It was clear she feared for the female. Worried eyes locked on his for a brief second. Neither liked this. They were honorable people who did not wish to see anyone forced. In the next instant they heard their grandson's name called out in passion and both relaxed.

Kevan looked over at Jarkel who had stiffened as well and then seemed to relax. His respect for this Orion rose. It was clear now he cared for T'Lia. Kevan however was rather shocked at the smug look Janel had on her face as he husband scowled at T'Lia cry of passion.

"I told you all would be well. T'Lia may not be my daughter by blood but, she is mine in spirit. She wanted him as much as he needs her. It is a good match." Janel explained. "Let this match be a true one. Both our people used marriage as a bridge to build alliances. I love Amanda as my own child. I know slavery is abhorrent to your people and you are seeking this alliance to end the trade. While we can not guarantee that we can help retrieve those who are taken from you. Let us try to make this work."

"You kidnapped T'Lia. How can we believe that you honestly wish to assist us." Marly asked.

Jarkel had the grace to blush. "I had no choice if we were to save her life. I admit T'Lia is ill suited to be a slave."

Janel chuckled at this. "That my husband is an understatement."

He grinned. "We have grown fond of T'Lia. What ever our original motivations she is important to my wife now. She clearly likes Koss and it is clear he likes her. A match could work. If they are content with it why should we not use it to begin a closer alliance. I know you may not believe this but I have come to see slavery as wrong." Kevan's brow rose clearly not buying this completely." Or at least kidnapping slaves." Jarkel said more honestly. "Trust must begin somewhere. I had hoped we had begun already."

Kevan nodded. "So we have. It will take time to gain trust for all of us. I believe the alliance will be beneficial. If Koss wishes to bond and marry he will have our blessings."

Jarkel smiled at this. It seemed his wife' plan might just work and if it did it might just ease his newly found conscious. A ridiculous thing to have but ….. He liked the way Janel looked at him when he did the right thing. He felt ten meters tall then.

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T'Lia gasped for breathe. Koss had been making love to her for hours. She could not believe his stamina. She smiled and decided she was ruined. Yep ruined no human male would ever be able to beat this. She looked down at her sleeping lover. He had just passed out. She lost track of the times he had made her cum. She felt boneless and despite the fires cared for. He may need to mate but he was careful to ensure her pleasure. She smiled at this. It might not be love but it was a wonderful first time. She stroked his hair and wished it would never end. She knew she was irrevocably in love. She dreamed that this could last forever and Her mind drifted back to remember once more on why it might just be possible to have that forever…..

Earth 20 years earlier in the Hospital-

Dr. Langston glared at the Tuckers. "I will not release the girl. If she is that badly injured moving her would endanger her life." He froze as Dr. T'Lia Tucker looked at him. He suddenly felt insignificant and small. As if he had been measured and found wanting.

"Seth let the Helicopter know we will be leaving as soon as I have checked Elizabeth over. Doctor Langston your assistance was neither asked for nor required."


The staff in the emergency room was shocked at this casual dismissal.

Dr.T'Lia noted several angry people come in.

"Dr. Langston where is my son!" a booming vice demanded. "What is this I hear he is being attended to by an intern!" Fredrick Smith demanded.

Dr. Langston turned to face an angry man and woman. Both were elegantly dressed and clearly used to commanding attention. The sense of entitlement was there and they were not about to let their son suffer for even his own actions. Wonderful now I have to deal with out biggest donors to. Why could Tucker have not called for a more experienced physician? He turned with a smile.

"Fredrick, Dahlia it is good to see you. Don't worry Gerald is in good hands." Dr. Langston said with a smile. "Dr. Jones is a very good doctor."

This got him a dark glare. It was then that he spotted the doctors from Carbon Creek. They were well known in the country and in fact around the world. Fredrick Smith's glare died down.

"Is Gerald hurt badly? Is that why you called in help from Carbon Creek?" Dahlia Smith asked.

Dr. Mattie Tucker looked up at them. It was amazing how they seemed to believe that life revolved around their useless son. He had caused a major accident with over a dozen injuries and their only inquiry was about that piece of drunken garbage? Seth noted that the woman moved past Dr. Langston to his grandmother. Oh boy this could be a problem.

"Have you checked out Gerald? Is he going to be alright?" Dahlia demanded. "I can not believe the attending doctor did not look after him himself. He was clearly hurt!"

Dr. T'Lia Tucker looked at her with emotionless eyes. Her control was perfect and she motioned to Mattie. "Go check on the child…Elizabeth."

"Who cares about the brat!" Fredrick Smith said "Aren't you here to check our son?"

Mattie glared and the presumption. "No we are not here for that drunken fool. At once mother." He said following Seth out.

"What!" Came the outraged cry.

"We are not here to look after a drunken fool. I am certain that Dr. Langston is competent enough to attend his minor injuries. We were called in to check the children. Elizabeth and others were injured when your son's vehicle forced them to flee and hit her and knocked her off the road. I am told he has only minor bruises and scratches." T'Lia said. "However Elizabeth will require specialized care. We may even need to call in a Vulcan healer."

No one would ever accuse the Smith family of being overly intelligent. Both proved that in the next moment.

"Who cares about some brat when my son is hurt! Do you have any idea who we are?" Fredrick Smith demanded.

"Yes, you are the parents of the drunken man who almost killed my great-granddaughter." T'Lia said coldly.

Both were stunned into silence.

"If Elizabeth perishes I will stop at nothing to see your son pay for his crime. As will you for raising such a fool." T'Lia said. "Charles II, Beth come we must check on Elizabeth."

Fredrick Smith stepped back afraid. He pulled his wife back. The Grayson's were not an enemy he wished to make. He might be a big fish in a small pond but, Dr.T'Lia Tucker was clearly a shark in a much bigger ocean.

TBC…