Jim sat in his seat, watching as his crewmembers moved about their stations. Sulu and Chekov fiddling with keys and dials, as the ship moved through deep space. Nyota checking all frequencies for alerts and transmissions- keeping her ears open for any distress calls. In the last hour, the bridge received zero calls from designated areas of the Enterprise, and a short visit from Leonard during his dinner break.

Glancing down at his watch for the time, he was pleased that it would be another twenty minutes before Spock came down to relieve him. Letting out a sigh, Jim sat back against the chair and sighed. Twenty more minutes and he would be in bed with his wife.

Wife.

Jim couldn't help but smile to himself, as the world tumbled around in his head. Rose was his wife, and had been for the last forty-two hours. Shortly after arriving to the small cottage Jim rented for their two-day stay, he asked for her hand in marriage. There was no ring, since Jim wanted a perfect one that was all Rose. The rings he looked at during previous shore leaves, left him unsatisfied and worried that he'd never find the "perfect" one for the woman he loved.

Instead of waiting to set a date, Rose brought up the idea of getting married during shore leave. She claimed that it would be "nice" just to get married with the two of them alone. Instead of the stress of planning an entire ceremony and reception, buying a dress and picking a color scheme, eloping sounded more appealing. So they went and did it. Jim wore a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt, while Rose wore a simple green sundress, as they said their "I do's" in front of Admiral Dawson- who owed Jim a massive favor for saving his ass during an investigation back during his Academy days.

Afterwards, the newlyweds decided to keep their elopement to themselves, and planned on telling them during the weekend of Jim's birthday- which was several weeks away. They knew the result of their elopement would be anger, especially from Nyota and Christine since it was a wedding they couldn't plan. And Jim was worried that Leonard would be upset about the secret wedding, and he planned on making it up to the doctor.

"Captain.."

Jim was startled out of his thoughts, quickly looking up to find Spock standing next to the Captain's seat.

"Mister Spock.."

"I am here to relieve you of your duties for the evening. You're shift ended precisely twenty seconds ago," he said, watching as Jim nodded dumbly.

"Right.. my shift," said Jim, as he got to his feet. "Thank you for reminding me, " he said, nodding to the Vulcan.

He then looked around the bridge and noticed that Nyota stepped away from the controls, as well as Sulu and Chekov. The Gamma shift was arriving in small groups from the turbo lifts, taking their seats in their respected areas.

"If anything should happen while I'm away, please call my quarters," Jim said, as he started towards the turbo life.

"Yes Captain. Enjoy your evening," said Spock, as he sat down in the vacant chair.

The ride from the bridge to the residential floor, took less than ten seconds, much to Jim's relief. Making his way down the hall quietly, he keyed in the passcode to his living quarters that he shared with Rose. Stepping quietly inside, he made sure the door was locked before making his way through the sitting room and into the bedroom. All the lights but the one on the nightstand were off, filtering a dim light across the bed. Jim took notice in how cold the room was and the lack of blankets that covered the bed.

He quickly made his way into the bathroom and cleaned up, stripping out of his uniform and brushing his teeth. After relieving himself, he flushed the toilet and hoped that the noise didn't wake Rose up. When the bathroom door opened and the light went out, Jim quickly made his way to the closet and dug around for extra blankets.

"Jim.. is that you?"

Looking over his shoulder, Jim saw his sleepy wife sitting up in bed. She used her hand to block out the light from the lamp, gazing across the room at him.

"Yeah, I just got in," he said, as he went back to searching the closet with little light.

"W-what are you doing?" she yawned, watching as he was half in the closet.

A heavy jacket fell off the hanger and landed on his head, causing him to curse. Rose pushed the blankets off and got out of bed, making her way towards him.

"Computer, lights to eighty percent," she mumbled, as she moved.

The lights came on and Jim tossed the jacket to the side, and stood up to face her. Rose wrapped her arms around him and leaned into his embrace, resting her head on his chest.

"What's so interesting about the closet?" she asked, as he rubbed her back.

"It's so damn cold in here! I thought we had extra blankets," he said, looking down at the mess he created in the closet.

Rose yawned, "I tried fixing the thermostat, but I think there's a glitch. I was going to call Scotty, but I fell asleep,"

Jim chuckled, "It's alright. I'll go take a look and see if I can fix it myself," he said, kissing her forehead.

"I think the extra blankets are in the linen closet down the hall," she said, making her way back to the bed.

After fiddling through the control panel, Jim couldn't figure out how to put the heat on and gave up after his override was denied for the tenth time. Grabbing a pair of sweatpants from the laundry basket, he slipped them on and made his way out into the hall. He made sure to take the softest and heaviest blankets that were stored in the linen closet, before making his way back to his quarters.

Rose was in and out of consciousness when he returned, lifting her head up to look at him when he shook out the blankets and laid them over her and the bed.

"Mmmm, warmth," she mumbled, as she slithered further down the bed, "Put a shirt on so you don't freeze," she said.

Jim snorted, "I wont freeze. Besides, I could warm you up," he said, winking at her.

"And I could hypo you all I want, when you get the chills or the common cold," she shot back, as he unfolded the third blanket.

With a sigh, Jim grabbed a shirt that was sitting on the chair and pulled it over his head. He then pulled the blankets down on his side of the bed and climbed in, pulling the sheet and three comforters over his body. As soon as his head hit the pillow, Rose slid over and attached herself at his side. Her head rested on his chest and her legs intertwined with his. Her bare feet rested on his, causing him to yelp.

"Dammit! Your feet are ice cold!" he exclaimed, as Rose giggled.

"You said you'd warm me up, Jimmy. So warm me up," she said, as her foot brushed against his.

Jim brushed his fingers along her side, making her squirm in the process. He snorted when she went stiff as a board, groaning as his hands slipped up the back of her shirt.

"Don't start something you can't finish," he tutted, as she pouted.

He then pulled her close and kissed her, before reaching out from under the blankets to pull them up higher. Once they were cocooned under them, Jim ordered the lights off and snuggled deep into the blankets.

"Are you going in early tomorrow?" he asked, yawning.

Rose shook her head, "No. I told Christine that I needed some extra sleep and she's covering me 0900," she said.

Jim nodded, "We can have breakfast together or do something before our shifts start," he said, as his eyes drifted shut.

Rose patted his chest lightly, "Yes Jim, we can have sex tomorrow," she mumbled, as he grunted in approval.

Within seconds, nothing but the sound of their breathing, filled the room.