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Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. They belong to paramount yada yada yada. If I had my way, Trip and T'Pol would already be together.
Summary: My take on Episode 15. T/T
iThe room was dark except for a few candles that lit the room, setting it for relaxation. A discarded robe and a black t-shirt lay on the floor as the two occupants stood in front of the window making out. The women's hands rested on the man's bare chest occasionally moving up to his neck. The man's hands were slowly going underneath the women's blue P J top./i
With a start, T'Pol woke up from the dream she was having of Trip. Breathing heavily she glanced around her quarters and checked the time. 0200 it read back to her. Each night she would have the same dream and each time she became more and more confused about her feelings for Commander Tucker. Getting out of bed, she grabbed a pillow, lit a candle, and sat down in front of the flame. Closing her eyes, she began to meditate. All the emotions she was feeling stood in front of her. Love was the one that stood out among the others. A door appeared next to love. Pushing the emotion into the door, the emotion manifested into Trip, forcing her to stop in her tracks. She could not push him into that door; her heart stopped her before she could.
Opening her eyes T'Pol glanced at the time, only 10 minutes had gone by before the commander occupied her thoughts. There was no way around repressing her emotions, he would always show up and stop her. She stared at the spot where they had their last neuropressure session. Two days ago they were rubbing each others feet. Feeling her heart skip a beat at the thought of him. Deciding meditation wasn't working she decided to go get back in her bed and go back to sleep.
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. They belong to paramount yada yada yada. If I had my way, Trip and T'Pol would already be together.
Summary: My take on Episode 15. T/T
iThe room was dark except for a few candles that lit the room, setting it for relaxation. A discarded robe and a black t-shirt lay on the floor as the two occupants stood in front of the window making out. The women's hands rested on the man's bare chest occasionally moving up to his neck. The man's hands were slowly going underneath the women's blue P J top./i
With a start, T'Pol woke up from the dream she was having of Trip. Breathing heavily she glanced around her quarters and checked the time. 0200 it read back to her. Each night she would have the same dream and each time she became more and more confused about her feelings for Commander Tucker. Getting out of bed, she grabbed a pillow, lit a candle, and sat down in front of the flame. Closing her eyes, she began to meditate. All the emotions she was feeling stood in front of her. Love was the one that stood out among the others. A door appeared next to love. Pushing the emotion into the door, the emotion manifested into Trip, forcing her to stop in her tracks. She could not push him into that door; her heart stopped her before she could.
Opening her eyes T'Pol glanced at the time, only 10 minutes had gone by before the commander occupied her thoughts. There was no way around repressing her emotions, he would always show up and stop her. She stared at the spot where they had their last neuropressure session. Two days ago they were rubbing each others feet. Feeling her heart skip a beat at the thought of him. Deciding meditation wasn't working she decided to go get back in her bed and go back to sleep.