Maybe Christine is not over Spock yet, but she'll be just fine without him.

No time for moping around, are you kidding?
And no time for negative vibes, cause I'm winning
It's been a long week, I put in my hardest
Gonna live my life, feels so good to get it right

Just Fine by Mary J. Blige

Just Fine

Christine pulled away from Jeff and turned her back to him. She felt the bed dip behind her as he leaned over to peer at her face.

"Chris, are you alright?" M'Benga asked gently as he touched her shoulder.

Christine sniffled and wiped away her tears with her band. "I'm sorry Jeff. It's not you. You were fine." She hiccuped.

"Ouch," he said as if wounded. "I don't know what's worse, that you're crying or that I was just 'fine'," he said.

Christine turned over again to face him. "You were more than just fine. It's not you, it's me. I'm not good company tonight. I guess I just wasn't ready."

"Any company is good company sometimes." He gathered Chris in his arms and nestled them in the bed with Christine's head on his shoulder. "Were you thinking about Spock?"

"No. Not really. I was thinking about too many things though."

"I get it."

"Do you really? Why are you so nice to me?"

"Why shouldn't I be?"

"I've been acting like a bitch. Everyone hates me," she said sadly.

"Well, at least you own up to it. I think as long as you change course, you'll be okay. Apologize and make amends."

"Maybe I should put in for a transfer. Start over someplace fresh."

"You mean run away?" M'Benga shook his head. "That doesn't work. Besides, I thought you were the type to stand and fight for what you want. Now you want to quit?"

"But there's nothing here for me anymore."

"Everything you've worked for is here. All your friends, your colleagues, your work. Are you going to let Spock take that away from you?"

"I don't know. Do you ever think about her when you're with someone? Your Vulcan lady?"

"No. I actually never imagined her in bed. I guess at 17 I wouldn't have known what to do with her," he laughed. "I just wanted to tell her I loved her and I don't know, sing loves songs to her or something foolish."

"That actually sounds romantic."

"Yeah? Well, she didn't think so. Romance is illogical." he said stiffly like a Vulcan. "Maybe I really was too young for her. If I could have seduced her maybe that would have changed her mind."

Christine sighed. "I don't' think so Jeff. I tried that with Spock. He turned me down flat."

"When was that?"

"Yesterday," she admitted.

"Well, what did you expect? He's married now."

"I know, but I just thought, maybe. You know?"

"Yeah. You never give up, do you?" He shook his head, but there was no judgment coming from him, which made Christine feel even worse.

"No. I never know when to quit while I'm ahead. I'm stupid that way."

"You're not stupid. I admire you for your persistence. Look how far you've come in search of love. You're on the best starship in the fleet with the best crew. People study years at the academy to get where you are but McCoy recruited you personally. That's a win in my book."

"What about you, how did you come to be here on the Enterprise instead of some other ship or working on Vulcan?"

"It's a long story. After my failed romance, I was so depressed my parents were glad to see me have any interests at all. I got into the Vulcan Science Academy and from there I interned at the most prestigious clinic on Vulcan. It was a big deal for a human. I worked directly under the private healers of the S'chn T'gai clan."

"The who?" Christine asked confuse by the alien-sounding word.

"One of the biggest and most powerful clans on Vulcan."

"Oh, that sounds important."

"I suppose it was. They recommended me for Starfleet. From that recommendation, I got into the Starfleet medical exchange program. Dr. McCoy saw my application and I landed an assignment here."

"Lucky for you too. It's not easy getting assigned here as a doctor. McCoy is the best in the fleet and everyone wants to work with him."

"I know. I'm pretty sure I was only assigned here fresh out of the academy because of Mr. Spock."

"How so?"

"Because I studied Vulcan medicine and no other doctors had as much experience in the field."

"Oh, that makes sense."

"Mmm-hmm." He said, closing his eyes ready to drift off to sleep.

"Jeff?"

"Hmm?"

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"Just for listening and for being my friend."

"Hey, I'll be your crying shoulder anytime," he assured her.

"And I'm sorry about crying earlier. Can I make it up to you?"

"No worries. Get some sleep. And in the morning I promise I'll be more than 'just fine'. You can make it up to me then."

I had no intentions of shipping these two, but then this happened. Let's see where it goes.