The Second Night

After Trip's confrontation with T'Pol, he'd sworn at himself too many times to count. Yes, he wanted T'Pol and yes, he knew she had mixed feelings about it, but to totally scare her off like that was stupid. No, not stupid – foolish, idiotic, brainless and any other things he could think of.

Trip had climbed into bed, hoping that sleep would bring him the serenity and peace he desperately needed. No such luck. By 1am, Trip still hadn't gotten to sleep and kept thinking about to T'Pol. Every time he thought he was about to go to sleep, there she was. Pulling him out of his thoughts, the door buzzed.

Who the hell could that be at this time? Trip walked to his door, half awake. When the doors parted, T'Pol stood there, looking really nervous.

"I'm sorry to disturb you." T'Pol whispered.

"No, it's ok, I was just reading actually. Come in." Trip moved out of the way and let T'Pol come in. She was still in her blue PJ's, which made it that much harder for Trip to concentrate on what she had to say.

"I've been thinking about what you've said and I'm sorry if my actions have caused you distress." T'Pol began. Trip nodded his head for her to continue. "I suppose if I'd been thinking logically to start with, I shouldn't have kissed Sim, which lead me down other paths I shouldn't have taken." Trip nodded his head, beginning to see where this was going. "Which is why I've decided that I cannot do this. It is illogical for a human and a Vulcan to form a romantic relationship."

Trip took her hands in his and T'Pol felt a charge, as if she'd been shocked electrically.

"I don't know about you, but whether it's logical or not, I can't stop feeling this way." Trip was dangerously close to T'Pol's lips and once again fantasized about touching her.

"We must try." T'Pol said pathetically quietly and unconvincingly. She was drowning in his liquid blue eyes again. Trip brought her up to his lips and passionately embraced her. I shouldn't be doing this, I have to stop, this isn't why I came. There were so many opportunities for T'Pol to put a stop to this kiss, but no words came out, her brain seemed to have shut down. Yesterday, this wouldn't have been a problem, but today, after last night…

"See," Trip breathed, pulling her away to look at his face. "Not so easy." Without a moment's hesitation, T'Pol pushed herself up on him, hungering for Trip's familiar scent and taste. She felt his body pushing against hers and his hands moving everywhere. She wanted to devour him, piece by piece, until they was nothing left, until, she had no more strength. Once more Trip had been able to take over her like no other had been able to before.