This Woman's Work (Chap 7)
By vandiver49
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters associated with Star Trek, I'm just borrowing them for a moment. Please don't sue; people in the Navy don't make that much money.
All parenthetical statements in Vulcan are denoted by (*)
Please forgive me if the date doesn't correspond exactly to the series.
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2300 22 Aug 2151
T'Pol was back in the Mess Hall reading her PADD, reviewing the data she downloaded from the Sendrini mainframe. She was trying to continue the work that the scientists had started; finding a way to identify a cloaked ship. She was so engrossed that she failed to notice Trip sit down across from her with a late night snack.
"Evenin' T'Pol."
"Good Evening Commander."
"So how's our little Vulcan doing?"
"Kelis is doing well."
"Have you found any of her family yet?"
"No, I have asked my mother to see if she can locate any of Kelis' relatives." T'Pol had little patience for the Chief Engineer's small talk tonight, and silently hoped he would quickly make his point.
"So have you eaten tonight?" Trip asked as he seasoned his meal.
"No I have not."
"Well would you like some of mine?"
"T'Pol looked over at Trip's plate long enough to notice that he was eating spaghetti. "Commander, you know that I do not consume meat."
"Yea, I know, but that's the beauty of this, it's got no meat. I mean there are olives and mushrooms and I think these are artichoke hearts." Trip said as twirled an artichoke on his fork. "But, there's no meat."
T'Pol placed her PADD on the table in realization of Trip's 'point'. "I suppose my actions earlier this evening in the Mess Hall were in error."
"Yea they were, but I'm not the one who needs to hear it." Trip said, diving into his meal. "Phlox told me that he spent about five minutes ensuring there wasn't a trace of meat in Kelis' meal. You really broke his heart today."
"That was not my intention Commander."
"I know, but you really need to go apologize to him." Trip looked up from his meal to find T'Pol starring blankly at him, as though she had a question on the tip of her tongue. Trip decided to try and help her along. "So whatcha' reviewing?"
"I am simply reviewing the files from the outpost. I wanted to make sure I was thorough in my investigation." T'Pol finally yielded to one of her many thoughts. "Commander, I wanted to apologize to you for my deception earlier today."
"Oh, it's alright. I'd already forgotten about it." Trip said as he finished his meal. It wasn't that he didn't appreciate the apology, but he could see that she was contemplating more than his feelings. Alas, Trip knew not even a crowbar could pry T'Pol open when she was in one of her self-absorbed moods. "Oh well, I'm gonna call it a night T'Pol. I'll catch you later." He said in defeat.
"Goodnight Commander."
"Night Sub-Commander, don't work too hard." Trip offered as he walked to put his plate away.
By vandiver49
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters associated with Star Trek, I'm just borrowing them for a moment. Please don't sue; people in the Navy don't make that much money.
All parenthetical statements in Vulcan are denoted by (*)
Please forgive me if the date doesn't correspond exactly to the series.
_________________________________
2300 22 Aug 2151
T'Pol was back in the Mess Hall reading her PADD, reviewing the data she downloaded from the Sendrini mainframe. She was trying to continue the work that the scientists had started; finding a way to identify a cloaked ship. She was so engrossed that she failed to notice Trip sit down across from her with a late night snack.
"Evenin' T'Pol."
"Good Evening Commander."
"So how's our little Vulcan doing?"
"Kelis is doing well."
"Have you found any of her family yet?"
"No, I have asked my mother to see if she can locate any of Kelis' relatives." T'Pol had little patience for the Chief Engineer's small talk tonight, and silently hoped he would quickly make his point.
"So have you eaten tonight?" Trip asked as he seasoned his meal.
"No I have not."
"Well would you like some of mine?"
"T'Pol looked over at Trip's plate long enough to notice that he was eating spaghetti. "Commander, you know that I do not consume meat."
"Yea, I know, but that's the beauty of this, it's got no meat. I mean there are olives and mushrooms and I think these are artichoke hearts." Trip said as twirled an artichoke on his fork. "But, there's no meat."
T'Pol placed her PADD on the table in realization of Trip's 'point'. "I suppose my actions earlier this evening in the Mess Hall were in error."
"Yea they were, but I'm not the one who needs to hear it." Trip said, diving into his meal. "Phlox told me that he spent about five minutes ensuring there wasn't a trace of meat in Kelis' meal. You really broke his heart today."
"That was not my intention Commander."
"I know, but you really need to go apologize to him." Trip looked up from his meal to find T'Pol starring blankly at him, as though she had a question on the tip of her tongue. Trip decided to try and help her along. "So whatcha' reviewing?"
"I am simply reviewing the files from the outpost. I wanted to make sure I was thorough in my investigation." T'Pol finally yielded to one of her many thoughts. "Commander, I wanted to apologize to you for my deception earlier today."
"Oh, it's alright. I'd already forgotten about it." Trip said as he finished his meal. It wasn't that he didn't appreciate the apology, but he could see that she was contemplating more than his feelings. Alas, Trip knew not even a crowbar could pry T'Pol open when she was in one of her self-absorbed moods. "Oh well, I'm gonna call it a night T'Pol. I'll catch you later." He said in defeat.
"Goodnight Commander."
"Night Sub-Commander, don't work too hard." Trip offered as he walked to put his plate away.