Chapter 2
The overhang wasn't very big, only enough to cover them from the rain and hide them. "Should we light a fire?" asked Jonathan.
"And have the Klingons find us?"
"No, you're right. I guess body heat will have to keep us warm."
"Bodyheat, Captain?" she asked.
"Yes, bodyheat, and it's Jonathan."
"Sorry. What consist of bodyheat?"
"Well, um, bodyheat, you would say consist of two people getting physically close to each other to share warmth. I'm surprised this isn't in the Vulcan data base."
"Alright. How do we acquire this warmth?"
"I'll scoot over next to you and we'll... Ouch!"
"What is it?" she asked.
"My leg. You'll have to scoot over to wards me. I won't bite."
As T'Pol moved over closer to Jonathan, he began to put his arm around her to draw her closer to him when she asked,"What are you doing?"
"Sorry. I know you don't like to be touched, but I told you we have to be close. Now here. Wrap this around you, and pull it close." he said as he handed her his jacket. "We'll share it then." Jonathan replied as he wrapped them in his jacket. With the warmth of their bodies, they drew closer to each other and fell asleep.
The next morning Jonathan woke up to find T'Pol missing. Looking around, he tried to see through the many trees that blocked his view. To get a better look around, he strained to get up. With pain surging through his whole body he called out to T'Pol.
"T'Pol! Where are you?! T'Pol!"
Trying to take another step, his good leg gave out on him and he went tumbling down the cliff. Landing at the foot of the cliff he was knocked out cold.
Minutes later when T'Pol returned to the ledge she noticed Jonathan missing and she began to worry. Looking around she saw him lying motionless on the ground. She ran over to him and started gently shaking him. Checking his pulse and breathing, she considered using CPR to bring back if need be.
A sudden gasp of air and Jonathan was awake. Startled he half sat up and laid back down. Looking up he seen T'Pol arched over him."T'Pol?"
"Yes, Jonathan. I'm here."
"What happened? Where am I?" he asked confused.
"Apparently you fell down the cliff. Can remember anything?"
"Yeah. I woke up and you were missing. So I got up and started looking around for you, but I couldn't see you, so I tried to take another step, but my leg went out on me. I must've hit my head on something and blacked out."
"Are you hurt any where else?" she asked looking him up and down.
"No. I don't think so. Where were you anyway?"
" I found some plants that might make you feel better. I saw them last night when we got out of the cave."
"Well, if you hadn't been missing I wouldn't have fallen down this cliff."
"And if I had not have gone looking for those plants you might have died. You should be more grateful."
"That doesn't sound very Vulcan like. Now does it?" he said growing more angry.
"I'm sorry. The situation has put more stress on both of us than we are use to."
"Yeah, you're right. My apologies," Jonathan sighed, "I was behaving like a jerk. I shouldn't have yelled at you like that. Without you I wouldn't be here now. Forgive me?"
"Yes, forgive me as well"
" Of course." he said with a slight chuckle in his voice.
They stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity. Then Jonathan broke the silence. "Well, I guess we should start looking for the shuttle."
"Yes, that would be wise." she replied.
He sighed a sigh of relief that that awkward period was over with. T'Pol helped him up and they started on their way. After what seemed like a long, endless moment in time Jonathan asked, "Where do you think the shuttle landed?"
"I believe it is due north of here. If my calculations are correct." she answered without error.
"Alright. If you don't mind..." he asked shyly, "may I use your shoulder. I'm feeling a little of balance."
"Fine."
T'Pol and Jonathan headed down the hill again. Then they headed north to look for the shuttle. They went in silence, Jonathan not knowing what to say and T'Pol just not a conversationalist.
End Chapter 2 (chapter 3 coming soon)
The overhang wasn't very big, only enough to cover them from the rain and hide them. "Should we light a fire?" asked Jonathan.
"And have the Klingons find us?"
"No, you're right. I guess body heat will have to keep us warm."
"Bodyheat, Captain?" she asked.
"Yes, bodyheat, and it's Jonathan."
"Sorry. What consist of bodyheat?"
"Well, um, bodyheat, you would say consist of two people getting physically close to each other to share warmth. I'm surprised this isn't in the Vulcan data base."
"Alright. How do we acquire this warmth?"
"I'll scoot over next to you and we'll... Ouch!"
"What is it?" she asked.
"My leg. You'll have to scoot over to wards me. I won't bite."
As T'Pol moved over closer to Jonathan, he began to put his arm around her to draw her closer to him when she asked,"What are you doing?"
"Sorry. I know you don't like to be touched, but I told you we have to be close. Now here. Wrap this around you, and pull it close." he said as he handed her his jacket. "We'll share it then." Jonathan replied as he wrapped them in his jacket. With the warmth of their bodies, they drew closer to each other and fell asleep.
The next morning Jonathan woke up to find T'Pol missing. Looking around, he tried to see through the many trees that blocked his view. To get a better look around, he strained to get up. With pain surging through his whole body he called out to T'Pol.
"T'Pol! Where are you?! T'Pol!"
Trying to take another step, his good leg gave out on him and he went tumbling down the cliff. Landing at the foot of the cliff he was knocked out cold.
Minutes later when T'Pol returned to the ledge she noticed Jonathan missing and she began to worry. Looking around she saw him lying motionless on the ground. She ran over to him and started gently shaking him. Checking his pulse and breathing, she considered using CPR to bring back if need be.
A sudden gasp of air and Jonathan was awake. Startled he half sat up and laid back down. Looking up he seen T'Pol arched over him."T'Pol?"
"Yes, Jonathan. I'm here."
"What happened? Where am I?" he asked confused.
"Apparently you fell down the cliff. Can remember anything?"
"Yeah. I woke up and you were missing. So I got up and started looking around for you, but I couldn't see you, so I tried to take another step, but my leg went out on me. I must've hit my head on something and blacked out."
"Are you hurt any where else?" she asked looking him up and down.
"No. I don't think so. Where were you anyway?"
" I found some plants that might make you feel better. I saw them last night when we got out of the cave."
"Well, if you hadn't been missing I wouldn't have fallen down this cliff."
"And if I had not have gone looking for those plants you might have died. You should be more grateful."
"That doesn't sound very Vulcan like. Now does it?" he said growing more angry.
"I'm sorry. The situation has put more stress on both of us than we are use to."
"Yeah, you're right. My apologies," Jonathan sighed, "I was behaving like a jerk. I shouldn't have yelled at you like that. Without you I wouldn't be here now. Forgive me?"
"Yes, forgive me as well"
" Of course." he said with a slight chuckle in his voice.
They stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity. Then Jonathan broke the silence. "Well, I guess we should start looking for the shuttle."
"Yes, that would be wise." she replied.
He sighed a sigh of relief that that awkward period was over with. T'Pol helped him up and they started on their way. After what seemed like a long, endless moment in time Jonathan asked, "Where do you think the shuttle landed?"
"I believe it is due north of here. If my calculations are correct." she answered without error.
"Alright. If you don't mind..." he asked shyly, "may I use your shoulder. I'm feeling a little of balance."
"Fine."
T'Pol and Jonathan headed down the hill again. Then they headed north to look for the shuttle. They went in silence, Jonathan not knowing what to say and T'Pol just not a conversationalist.
End Chapter 2 (chapter 3 coming soon)