Is Uhura finally getting what she has coming to her?

Uhura looked at the stack of ancient scrolls and Vulcan data records that had been delivered to her quarters and she wanted to scream. This was not what she had had in mind when Spock offered to give her the information she wanted. The secrets to Vulcan were in these historical documents but they were written in ancient Vulcan. A language that had never been translated to a form humans could understand. She would have to first learn modern Vulcan and then create her own translation.

"That bastard!" She shouted after trying to decipher a document for a few hours. To understand the language you had to know something of the culture and Uhura was still in the dark about Vulcans. Spock kept his part of the 'bargain' by providing the records but what good were they if she couldn't read them? "He must think I'm a damn fool!" She thought as she angrily paced back and forth in her quarters cursing Spock. He was deliberately trying to annoy her. Luckily she still had her bargaining chip, the original record tape of Stenn's treasonous rant.

She sat at her desk and looked around the room. The ancient records, books, and scrolls with the cryptic Vulcan script were lovely and she could tell they were real relics. They were probably worth more than everything she owned. If she was a real smart girl she'd pack this stuff up and hop the first shuttle out of there. She could live a nice life somewhere on the outer rim of the Empire. Somewhere Spock would never find her. But she didn't want that life. She still wanted that pointy-eared bastard!

She went to her closet and pulled out his shirt which she had now cleaned and pressed. She didn't want to remove Spock's scent but it had Sulu's blood all over. She took it out of the clear wrapper it was in and pulled the arms around herself.

"I'm not done with you Spock. Not by a longshot." One day his arms would be wrapped around her not just some empty shirtsleeves.

/*/*/

"Ny what is all this junk?" Carlene asked her a few days later eyeing the books scattered around Uhura's quarters.

"Gurl... Spock came to my quarters late one night!" Uhura told Charlene the next day. She smiled like a Cheshire cat that had got the cream. "He gave these to me."

"Oh my god! Girl what happened, tell me every detail, and don't leave out a thing." Charlene squealed.

"Well..." Uhura tilted her head as if deep in thought, then she let out a defeated breath. "Nothing happened," she sighed.

"What?! How dare you invite me over here acting like you had big news," Charlene said.

"I do have big news. He's on to us." Uhura calmly sat down and poured them both a tea as she prepared to tell Charlene the whole sordid mess.

"What do you mean he's onto US?" Charlee took a sip of her tea.

"He knows about Fisher and probably all the other men too."

"What?!" Charlene nearly choked as tea spewed from her mouth.

"He said he knows everything that happens on this ship and that he only lets us get away with things so long as it keeps morale up and it's not too serious."

"What!?"

"Girl stop yelling 'What!' I need you to help me."

"Girl, I did help you, and now look. We're on Spock's radar."

Uhura waved away Charlene's concerns. "We were always on his radar. Everybody is apparently. But he's not concerned with you, it's me he has by the balls."

"You don't have any balls," her friend stated the obvious.

"Well, the nips then," Uhura said.

"Oooh, kinky!"

"Charlene would you be serious!"

"I am serious. I thought you wanted him to have you, nips and all?"

"Yeah I do, but not like this!" Nyota cried.

"Like what girl?!"

"He knows about Fisher and he knows about Stenn!"

"Stenn? What about him?" Charlene asked leaning into the conversation.

"Oh well, I kinda had an incident with Stenn."

"What? You didn't sleep with Stenn without me, did you?"

"No! And I thought you didn't even like guys?"

"I don't usually, but I like to dabble here and there. That's not the point though, you had Stenn without me." Charlene pouted and crossed her arms over her chest in anger.

"No! I didn't have Stenn. He tried to have me though," Uhura admitted.

"Ny, what are you talking about?"

"It was during that crazy syndrome. Spock left Stenn to guard me-"

"Hold up! Back up, when did all this happen?"

Uhura sighed in frustration. "During that intoxication sickness when Riley took over the Enterprise. Spock told Stenn to guard me in my quarters-"

"Ooh! So I see how it is now. Threesome!" Charlene teased her.

"Threesome, my ass! Stenn was guarding me ALONE in my quarters that day and for some reason, I tried to escape to help save the ship."

"Bitch why?" Charlene asked. That day had been crazy, and she was lucky she had been holed up in the Dilithium Crystal Recharging Section below decks. When the coast was finally clear and she left the room, there was blood and guts everywhere. She shivered just thinking about what must have happened in the chaos.

"I was drunk like the rest of the fools that's why," Uhura said. "But I had enough sense to record it. Well, you know my bedroom is set up to record everything so-"

"So, wait now. He was in your bedroom?" Charlene questioned.

Uhura nodded her head. "Yeah. I invited him in to help me undress..."

"Girl, you're too much." Charlene laughed at her friend's antics.

"Yes, I am. Too much trouble. So somehow Stenn starts shouting about the Empire and it got recorded."

"Uh-huh..."Charlene nodded for her to continue.

"And I encrypted it."

"Mmm-hmm"

"And I told him if he didn't tell me what I wanted to know about Vulcans it could end up in the wrong hands."

"Ny No! You threatened a Vulcan?"

"It wasn't a threat, just a little friendly persuasion."

Charlene looked at her with skepticism. "Ok girl, but what did you mean Stenn tried to have you?"

"Oh, just listen to the damn tape!" she got out the record tape and played it for Charlene.

"Oh, Shit!" Charlene said.

"Oh, shit is right. Somehow Spock found out about it and decoded it."

Charlene whistled. "He broke your encryption? Damn, he's good."

"Don't admire him. Now he's blackmailing me!"

"How?"

"He wants the record tape and if I don't give it to him he is going to do something to me."

"What? What did he say?"

"He said he wants to make a deal with me."

"So that's good, isn't it? You get something he gets something. That's business."

"Charlene use your head. Spock has the recording already. He doesn't need anything from me but he wants something. He gave me this stuff. He's going to use this against me somehow."

"How?"

"I don't know. He's a Vulcan. Who knows what goes on in that pointy-eared head of his?"

"What do you think he wants?"

"I don't know but I don't like it."

"You don't even know what it is yet."

"It doesn't matter. If it's not my body, I won't like it."

"Well, maybe he wants your body."

"He coulda had that already. No, he's after something more. Something big. I may have gotten into something I can't get myself out of. That's why I called you here. I need your help."

"Nope. I'm out. You know I love you baby girl, but you are on your own with this one. Vulcans scare me." Charlene got up.

"Charleene you can't chicken out now!"

"Yes, I can. Cluck, cluck," Charlene said as she flapped her bent arms mimicking a chicken, and headed for the door. "Look on the bright side though. You wanted to be Spock's woman and now you are."

"I wanted to be his lover, not his victim."

"On this ship, it's all a matter of perspective isn't it?" With that, Charlene left.