A Woman in His Life
Chapter Fifteen: An Exemplary Mate
By Penmom
Author's Notes -- (1) Since this takes place beyond the present cannon - this is AU. (2) Thanks to so many - leave it to me - I'll forget somebody - I forget everything! -but I will try - to coldqueen/snow queen , Zane Gray, Phaser Lady, chirssie, nikitee, skye1974, plumtuckered :-) Saru Sasori, Winter19, wdge, Lowenove, Marna, HopefulNebula, Bandbabe, ria lucas, soultoast, TripNX01 Fenix14, tripgrl3, Arania, pookha, Admiral Carly Corinthos, stormsaiyan, neenee, EyeCandy, Eratta, Alison M. DOBELL, Peter de Lange, zealousgirl, starstuff30@aol.com, CowgirlSky, tracy-thenaggingcube, Deborah, Tiff, Barbara, Maraschino, cool cat, argel, Sarah Owen, Mrs. Carolyn W DesRoches, Nemo Blank, skully, Purple Goddess, frankie moore, Empress, Mackenzie, goshabyn, and Amanda - I hope you all have the absolute greatest Christmas - truly! (3) To answer some questions - yes, I just love Phlox. I hope I can do him justice! I do think that Trip will most likely have Vulcan longevity now - I haven't gotten that far yet - I would imagine that would be something that would come to light later. I wouldn't mind answering the P'nar Syndrome questions too at some point. And yes, I would like to stage some more vocal revelations for the two but if you watch the two on screen what they don't say is as important as what they do say. (4) Finally, I am thinking of putting a spin on episode 15 too, what do you think? Should I even try? It is stuck in my brain!
The room is spinning. Her eyes are closed. She is lying completely still. But she is spinning, the room is spinning. This must be what it is like to be drunk. While Trip hasn't related certain memories to her willingly, he has been drunk more than a time or two. The corners of her mouth curve as she relishes the intimacy of being in his mind, in his memories. There is so much she wouldn't know otherwise.
The way, she can feel so certain about him, about them, about the reality of their joining. She wonders at what she knows of human relationships - the physical component - yes, she understands but while you might share someone's body, you don't have access to that person's true self. How lonely she would be without being able to grasp so many fleeting memories and emotions from Trip.
He stirs, turning to lay on his back. He is smiling in his sleep when she opens her eyes. She is no longer shy of him, of gazing at his face. Beloved - the word, the thought, the feeling comes to her genuinely and she does not even attempt to deny it. She wonders at the ease at which her psyche grasps it all but she does not waste her energy with denial. Rather she accepts and mediates on her good fortune.
On all accounts he is an exemplary mate. She can recognize this now. Her weakness is his strength and likewise. Further away from the teachings of her youth, she can acknowlege that there is more than one way to approach - a problem - life - anything. Often the Vulcan way is the far superior course but sometimes humanity wins out. She sees this now.
She admires his curiosity, his intelligence, his humor, his way of not overwhelming others, making others feel at ease. As her eyes trail his limbs, she must also admit that his physical self also draws her. He is the most attractive male she has ever encountered. The sheer size of him pleases her. She contemplates this until she cannot help herself as she raises on an elbow to trace his lips with a single finger tip.
His eyes open gracing her with a wry smile. "Well, hello, Beautiful."
She tilts her head slightly in response, "You find me beautiful?"
He also raises up on his elbows too, to better look her in the eye. "I thought you'd have guessed by now."
She meets his gaze and braces herself for honesty. "I still find it improbable even though I know it is not. These events are ---" her eyes shift downward in a gesture he finds incredibly sexy. "These events have --- have pleased me beyond what I could have imagined."
Her eyes meet his again as she leans closer to him, "You have pleased me beyond what I could have conceived. I find it reasonable that I should wish that you have found me acceptable as well."
His warm, naked hand comes up the clasp the back of her neck as he touches her forehead with his own. "Honey, if I didn't know better, I'd think you were fishin' for compliments like every other women since the beginin' of time."
Showing no outward reaction she responds by rearing back slightly. "And if I were --- fishing --- as you say --- for compliments ---- would you provide me with a number of them."
At the realization that she is deliberately teasing him, his heart does a somersault. He is going to have to have her again, that's all there is to it. His hand still on the back of her silky neck pulls her back toward him and he pulls her ear close to his lips. "Darlin', I plan on givin' you a infinite number of them."
As soon as his lips touch the sensitive tip of her ear they are again caught up in a blood tide of heat.
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Malcolm is doing the usual security scans. Among these is a simple bio scan that counts and identifies all biological entities on board. With Xindi visitors a distinct possibility, these routine scans have taken on a crucial role in the day to day security of the ship.
Ok, that was odd - must be another anomaly. Still the gremlins are usually more wide spread and it's just this one reading. Punching a couple more keys, he runs the scan again. And then again.
Reaching for the comm, he prepares to find out exactly why he is getting two Vulcan life signs in T'Pol's quarters.
TBA
Chapter Fifteen: An Exemplary Mate
By Penmom
Author's Notes -- (1) Since this takes place beyond the present cannon - this is AU. (2) Thanks to so many - leave it to me - I'll forget somebody - I forget everything! -but I will try - to coldqueen/snow queen , Zane Gray, Phaser Lady, chirssie, nikitee, skye1974, plumtuckered :-) Saru Sasori, Winter19, wdge, Lowenove, Marna, HopefulNebula, Bandbabe, ria lucas, soultoast, TripNX01 Fenix14, tripgrl3, Arania, pookha, Admiral Carly Corinthos, stormsaiyan, neenee, EyeCandy, Eratta, Alison M. DOBELL, Peter de Lange, zealousgirl, starstuff30@aol.com, CowgirlSky, tracy-thenaggingcube, Deborah, Tiff, Barbara, Maraschino, cool cat, argel, Sarah Owen, Mrs. Carolyn W DesRoches, Nemo Blank, skully, Purple Goddess, frankie moore, Empress, Mackenzie, goshabyn, and Amanda - I hope you all have the absolute greatest Christmas - truly! (3) To answer some questions - yes, I just love Phlox. I hope I can do him justice! I do think that Trip will most likely have Vulcan longevity now - I haven't gotten that far yet - I would imagine that would be something that would come to light later. I wouldn't mind answering the P'nar Syndrome questions too at some point. And yes, I would like to stage some more vocal revelations for the two but if you watch the two on screen what they don't say is as important as what they do say. (4) Finally, I am thinking of putting a spin on episode 15 too, what do you think? Should I even try? It is stuck in my brain!
The room is spinning. Her eyes are closed. She is lying completely still. But she is spinning, the room is spinning. This must be what it is like to be drunk. While Trip hasn't related certain memories to her willingly, he has been drunk more than a time or two. The corners of her mouth curve as she relishes the intimacy of being in his mind, in his memories. There is so much she wouldn't know otherwise.
The way, she can feel so certain about him, about them, about the reality of their joining. She wonders at what she knows of human relationships - the physical component - yes, she understands but while you might share someone's body, you don't have access to that person's true self. How lonely she would be without being able to grasp so many fleeting memories and emotions from Trip.
He stirs, turning to lay on his back. He is smiling in his sleep when she opens her eyes. She is no longer shy of him, of gazing at his face. Beloved - the word, the thought, the feeling comes to her genuinely and she does not even attempt to deny it. She wonders at the ease at which her psyche grasps it all but she does not waste her energy with denial. Rather she accepts and mediates on her good fortune.
On all accounts he is an exemplary mate. She can recognize this now. Her weakness is his strength and likewise. Further away from the teachings of her youth, she can acknowlege that there is more than one way to approach - a problem - life - anything. Often the Vulcan way is the far superior course but sometimes humanity wins out. She sees this now.
She admires his curiosity, his intelligence, his humor, his way of not overwhelming others, making others feel at ease. As her eyes trail his limbs, she must also admit that his physical self also draws her. He is the most attractive male she has ever encountered. The sheer size of him pleases her. She contemplates this until she cannot help herself as she raises on an elbow to trace his lips with a single finger tip.
His eyes open gracing her with a wry smile. "Well, hello, Beautiful."
She tilts her head slightly in response, "You find me beautiful?"
He also raises up on his elbows too, to better look her in the eye. "I thought you'd have guessed by now."
She meets his gaze and braces herself for honesty. "I still find it improbable even though I know it is not. These events are ---" her eyes shift downward in a gesture he finds incredibly sexy. "These events have --- have pleased me beyond what I could have imagined."
Her eyes meet his again as she leans closer to him, "You have pleased me beyond what I could have conceived. I find it reasonable that I should wish that you have found me acceptable as well."
His warm, naked hand comes up the clasp the back of her neck as he touches her forehead with his own. "Honey, if I didn't know better, I'd think you were fishin' for compliments like every other women since the beginin' of time."
Showing no outward reaction she responds by rearing back slightly. "And if I were --- fishing --- as you say --- for compliments ---- would you provide me with a number of them."
At the realization that she is deliberately teasing him, his heart does a somersault. He is going to have to have her again, that's all there is to it. His hand still on the back of her silky neck pulls her back toward him and he pulls her ear close to his lips. "Darlin', I plan on givin' you a infinite number of them."
As soon as his lips touch the sensitive tip of her ear they are again caught up in a blood tide of heat.
@%@%@%@%@%@%@%@%@%@%@%@%@%@
Malcolm is doing the usual security scans. Among these is a simple bio scan that counts and identifies all biological entities on board. With Xindi visitors a distinct possibility, these routine scans have taken on a crucial role in the day to day security of the ship.
Ok, that was odd - must be another anomaly. Still the gremlins are usually more wide spread and it's just this one reading. Punching a couple more keys, he runs the scan again. And then again.
Reaching for the comm, he prepares to find out exactly why he is getting two Vulcan life signs in T'Pol's quarters.
TBA
