I felt my self in the mist of a nightmare. The planet around me was screaming in pain. I was the only light, as the people where dying. I kept trying over and over to save them, but nothing was of use. It was so hot and there was no relief. Over and over I thrashed seeking relief. A cool hand touched my face.

"My thoughts to your thoughts, my mind to your mind. We are one." Spock's voice whispered in my mind but I could not respond. "She is having a vision of what seems to be the planet we are heading for Captain. The people are dying although she is fighting to save them. I am trying to pull her out of the vision but it has quite a hold on her mind"

I felt him push into my mind and in my vision I saw him stand there calmly.

"Allora you must let this vision go, go can not help them in here."

My raw eyes looked around me and I whispered.

"Why can't I save them Spock? Look at them suffering. It hurts so bad."

I screamed in reaction to their pain. Spock cupped my face and laid his forehead against mine.

"Because this is just a vision, it is not real. The only thing you can do here is suffer. Allora come out of here with me."

His hands traced my face.

I knew he was trying to distract me pull me into his mind so my mind would let go of this vision. He leaned forward and placed a warm kiss on my lips. I felt the vision began to fade and my breath ease as the heat began to dissipate. My eyes fluttered open and Spock's forehead was against mine. I let out a soft whimper of pain, and his eyes opened.

"It is ok Lieutenant your safe."

He kept his hand on my face sensing my need for his centering touch.

"I couldn't stop them from dying."

My voice sounded weak.

McCoy stepped forward and checked my vitals.

"You scared the crap out of us Allora, I have never seen you have a vision like that."

He touched my shoulder as if needed to know I was ok. I reached up and relaxed more. It was funny how much these three men had come to mean so much to me. Kirk, was mister brash and bold, he kept me from getting too serious. McCoy always providing that gentle warm so when I was afraid. Spock, how I ever thought this Vulcan was cold was beyond me. I leaned up and Spock sat up.

"Are you fully with us now?"

Spock's calm voice echoed in the quiet room.

I looked around confused.

"I am in Med bay. How long was I trapped in that vision."

Kirk spoke up.

"Two days."

I left out a sound of stunned surprise.

"Oh no, I am so sorry. Are we there Captain?"

Kirk shook his head.

"Almost another half a day or so. Tell me what you saw?"

I closed my eyes and centered.

"A old virus that laid dormant, come to life when it was expose during something they where building. At one time they had become a immunized to it, but it had laid dormant for hundreds of years, they can not combat it now."

McCoy drew in a deep breath.

"Dam it, those are the worse."

I nodded and felt stupid laying there. I touched Spock's hand and stood.

"Am I fit for duty McCoy?"

I stood up straight, my body protested but I ignored it. I needed to go work out the kinks. McCoy's hazel eye searched my face and he nodded a bit reluctantly. I gave him a warm smile, to ease his thought. He was worried that I was pushing my self to hard and that it would come back to hurt me. His mind was playing that night all those years ago, where I was burning with a fever and he was not sure I was going to make it. He had sat on the edge of my bed. Stroking my face with a cold cloth singing an old song to me his mother had taught him. My heart contracted at the memory and on an impulse I hugged him.

"I am well McCoy, you saved me."

My voice was soft.

His hazel eyes where bright with tears.

"I was not sure I was going to. I refused to lose you to that monster."

I touched his face and nodded to Kirk.

"I am going to go work out and get my body working again."

I looked at Spock.

"Spar with me?"

He nodded and I saw a slight smile touch his lips. I looked off and fought a blush. Our spar's always seemed to have a sexual tension edge to them. We both walked out and stayed silent as we came to the rec. room. I went and changed into a loose cotton tank top and my black pants. I braided my hair and looked at my face. I was tired of my eyes looking so haunted, but feared that no matter what, it would never go away.

I began to stretch as Spock enter the room. I looked at him briefly. He was wearing a tight cotton black shirt and similar black pants as mine. Something very female in me reacted and I laughed. He looked at me and raised his eyebrow.

"Am I missing something?"

He sounded amused.

I blushed and shook my head. I went in warm up position and Spock matched me. For several minutes we moved side by side. It might have looked like a dance but it was an old form of martial arts warm up, called Tai chi. When we had worked out the muscles. We turned and faced each other.

"Ready Lieutenant?"

I laughed at his calm voice.

Spock was arrogant but not in a way he meant to be. He was just to smart for his own good. I had taught him this and he learned to darn fast. We began sparing. He came in low and fast. I jumped up and flipped over. My eyes flashed at him.

"Down cowboy."

His face went confused.

Mental note lay off the Earth metaphors unless around Kirk. I made a false hit to his neck and then brought a hit to his stomach. Stopping inches before contact. He caught my wrist and spun me in a hold. I was pinned against his hard frame. Not that I minded, I grinned and used my foot to push at his left knee. He made a soft noise and I spun under his arm he still had my wrist though. I hit his upper arm near the never and to keep me from making contact he let go. Our motions became harder and faster. Both of us where having fun. We never actual hit each other, but there was quite a bit of brushing of skin and 'accidentally' pinning. I was able to finally get in a blow that had I landed it would of knocked him out. He leaned back and conceded the match. I smirked and picked up a towel. I begin to dry off when his hands touched my shoulders. I turned and looked at him.

We had not been intimate since that night, while curing his Pon Farr. We had decided it was best, till we knew where this was going. Each time we would have been together would have pushed me to hard to join with him and I was not ready for that. He was slowing his breath and a green flush was at his skin from the exercise. His warm hand touched my shoulder and I leaned on his chest. Even though his heart was lower I could still feel it pounding. I was continually surprise at his actions. When he was around others but, Kirk, McCoy and me, he was almost cold. But here with his arms around me, his was almost human. It warmed me. His hand traced my back and I leaned up giving him a soft kiss.

" We need to clean up and head to the bridge Spock."

My voice was soft with regret and he nodded.