When I'm Gone
By: Dark Draconain
Rated: PG - 13
Feedbak: If you would be so kind ^_^
Disclaimer: See Prologue
Summery: Truth is in the eye of the storm. (A/T)
When I'm
Gone
Chapter Six: Fire and Ice
He laid still, eyes closed, breathing evenly. The room was totally cream coloured, which made it seem warm, yet sterile. T'Pol sat on a chair by the bed, once again watching her captain sleep. Only this time Ensign Sato was there with her.
"Why would he do such a foolish thing? He could have been killed."
"Because he cares about you," answered Hoshi softly.
"Captain Archer is impulsive. He could have gone out the for anyone."
"Does it scare you?"
"Does what scare me, Ensign?"
"That he might care about you?"
"How would that scare me?"
Both women turned as Archer moaned softly and shifted under the sheets.
"I'll leave you two alone," said Hoshi, smiling as silently left the room.
Archer slowly opened his eyes, focusing them on the dull, white ceiling.
"Captain?" asked T'Pol softly.
He turned his head locking his intense green eyes with hers, "T'Pol?" he asked incredulously. "Your alive?"
"I could say the same about you. What were you doing wondering around in the middle of a blizzard? You could easily have been killed," she said stoically, trying to mast the emotion in her voice.
"Was that concern I heard Sub-commander?" Archer asked with a light grin.
She paused, "Yes," she whispered.
"What?" he frowned. "T'Pol?"
"I should leave," she said as she moved around her chair.
"Wait! T'Pol!" he tumbled out of bed and grabbed her arm. "Please."
She turned and faced him, causing him to realize he was only wearing his boxers and some bandages. "Where are my clothes?"
"They were wet," she said simply.
"T'Pol?"
"Yes?"
"Will you stay with me?"
"Yes."