Ch 1
With another successful mission under their belt, Pike and Una headed to the bridge.
"Good news is, another successful first contact. They've agreed to join the Federation, and they'll give us their dilithium stores in exchange for 300 of our ships." Pike said.
"That's good news?" Ortegas asked.
"It is. Illya is a pleasure planet with rich dilithium stores. They give us the fuel, we give them fleets of warships so they can defend themselves." Una answered.
"Ortegas, set course for starbase 83." Pike said, sitting in his chair. For a brief second, he swore that he felt Una massage his shoulders though the feeling quickly left.
"Captain, we're being hailed from the surface." Spock alerted.
"Put them through." Pike answered.
On the viewscreen, the prime minister of Illya appeared onto view; the look on her face was between amused and worried.
"Captain, before you leave there's something i must warn you about." she said.
"About what?" Pike asked.
"Commander Una, how many of our passion fruits have you eaten?" the prime minister asked.
"Like five or six. Why?" Una asked.
"Wrong. Our security cameras have shown you to have eaten 10. Interesting that the captain hasn't eaten one." she remarked.
"Last time i was conducting first contact and tried some of their food, i all but vomited my guts out. Not taking any chances this time." Pike answered.
"Smart man. The passion fruit is the strongest aphrodisiac we have on the planet. And since she's consumed 10…"
"Una is genetically enhanced. Surely her metabolism can negate any side effects the fruit may have." Pike cut in.
"You seriously underestimate how powerful this fruit is. Most humanoid species can only eat 2 or three before being filled. Her enhanced metabolism is the reason she consumed 10." the prime minister explained.
"And you said it was an aphrodisiac. The strongest in your world. And Una has consumed 10." Pike said, a look of mental horror on his face as he realized the implications. He felt Una press her body against his, her head gently resting on his shoulder.
Pike slowly turned 90 degrees to face his intoxicated officer, only to be surprised when she forcefully kissed him in front of the bridge crew. Getting his wits together, Pike pushed Una away from him.
"Una, get yourself together." Pike ordered.
"I'd rather be together with you." Una purred, much to the amusement of the bridge crew, except Spock and La'an.
"I knew they were fucking." Ortegas smirked.
"Sounds like a good idea." Una said, pulling the bewildered captain close to her. Pike was quick to perform the vulcan nerve pinch, knocking Una out.
"Spock, i owe you one for teaching me the vulcan nerve pinch." Pike exhaled.
"Indeed. Now what the hell are you going to do with the Commander?" Spock asked.
Pike could only pinch the bridge of his nose exasperated.
"Take her to sickbay. Tell the doc everything that's going on. And bring two phase pistols when you get back." Pike ordered.
"Sir?" Spock asked, lifting her into his arms.
"One for you, Spock, and one for me." Pike explained.
In sickbay, Pike, M'Benga, Chapel, and some doctors from Illya talking to each other.
"So you're telling me the commander ingested powerful aphrodisiacs and is now acting under the influence?" Chapel asked.
"She is. Came this close to mounting me on the bridge. But i don't understand. She's genetically enhanced. Superior immune system and a stronger metabolism. This shouldn't be affecting her at all." Pike replied, confused.
"That's because the aphrodisiacs on our planet are very different from others across the galaxy. The strength of the drug is proportional to how strong a person's metabolism is. The stronger the metabolism, the faster it'll be carried across the body. She obviously found them desirable and consumed 10 of them." one of the Illyan doctors explained.
"Damn. Is there a cure? Can we flush it out of her body?" Pike asked.
"We didn't think to make a cure. But it will pass through her body." the doctor continued.
"How soon?" Pike asked.
"I'm running a simulation right now. And it looks like she'll be under the influence for roughly a week and a half. Maybe two full weeks at the most." M'Benga answered.
"Our tests show she'll be under the influence for three weeks." one of the doctors dropped.
"Three weeks?!" Pike exclaimed.
"I'm afraid so, captain. The only option left is to nurse her thru this. Or i can keep her in a medically induced coma for that period of time." Chapel offered.
"I'll take my chances." Pike said, fingering the phaser in his belt. Una tiptoed her way around the captain and pulled the captain into her embrace, purring as she rested her head on his shoulder, giving him a quick kiss.
Chapel and M'Benga could only chuckle at the Captain's clear uncomfortableness
"Remember, captain. Three weeks." Chapel teased.
"I'm betting the next three weeks will be interesting. Nurse Chapel, a quick bet. How long do you think the Captain will be able to hold out without going crazy?" M'Benga asked.
"Between now and three weeks from now? I'd say 9 days." Chapel said.
"I'd say 6. Then he'll be in the engineering section helping with repairs, or here in sickbay treating the wounded. Anything to get away from number one." M'Benga smirked.
"I doubt he can get away from me." Una replied.
Night came, and Pike found himself brooding in his quarters.
"Three weeks. As long as it doesn't interfere with our duties on the ship." he muttered, putting his glass on the table. The door opened and Una walked in, eyeing Chris like a ripe piece of meat.
Before Chris could speak, Una quickly closed the distance and pushed him onto the couch while silencing his protests with a kiss.
"Don't deny me this, Captain." she said, shifting her body so she was straddling Chris.
'Then again, three weeks might not be so bad after all.'