A/N: Okay, updated this chapter :) I fixed some of the mechanical errors, changed the POV to Christine's, and added some more detail. I also decided to combine chapter 2 and 3, since they both were so short.
Chapter 2: Just the Two of Us
"Mr. Spock, could you slow down a little? I am having trouble keeping up." I hated to admit the fact, but I was having a lot of trouble, I'd never seen someone move so fast over ice. We had been walking for the past twenty minutes and must have walked at least a kilometer. I found myself wishing Uhura was around; at least she would talk to me.
"I am sorry Nurse Chapel. I was unaware of your difficulty." He reached down from the rock he was on and offered me a hand up. Quite frankly I was actually a little surprised by his consideration, he always seemed to be reprimanding or ignoring me. I had expected some commit about how it was illogical to be traveling so slow in this unbearable cold. I would have told him how he had it easy; he wasn't wearing these god awful uniforms. However I did feel odd traveling alone with Spock through this frozen tundra. Honestly I probably can't imagine how it must be for Spock. He has obviously been avoiding me ever since the incident with those horrid Platonians. As I grab his gloved hand with my own I have to fight down a wave of un-warranted anger. Just the thought of the Platonians ticked me off. They had no right to do that to me and Spock- they single handedly destroyed any hope I ever had of Spock loving me. They stole our innocence and made Spock colder than ever towards me. And I had become so hopeful after what happened with Henoch taking over Spock's body and us sharing consciousness. Probably pointless though, he never has been friendly towards me. Honestly I can't even say how I feel about him at this point. However I can't help my eyes as I walk behind him, I still find him highly attractive, though the pants he is wearing are doing him no harm.
"Nurse" I was startled out of my thoughts by Spock's voice. He had the tone of one who has had to repeat himself quite a bit. Great, first I make him slow down and now I was ignoring him, no matter he hates me.
"I'm sorry Mr. Spock, what were you saying?"
"That the Hulinas are maintaining an 18 Kilometer distance from us." Surely I didn't hear that right.
"You mean we haven't gotten any closer to them?" We have been hiking through this God forsaken frozen wasteland for the past hour and have not gotten any nearer?! How could that be? Maybe he wasn't reading the tricorder right. Oh, who was she kidding, it was Spock; he always read the blasted thing correctly.
"I believe I just said that Christine." That was Spock for you, wait, he just used her actual name. I couldn't believe it; he never uses my name- I have to nettle him for hours on end to get him to.
"Christine, the sun is starting to set, it is unlikely we will reach the Hulinas tonight at this pace and seeing as neither of can safely go any faster we need to find some form of shelter for the night." Well, that was actually kinda sweet for him, he made it sound as if neither of them were able to go faster, as if she wasn't slowing him down.
"Your right Spock, it is getting darker. Where would you suggest we set up camp?" We are in the middle of a plain of snow, there is a mountain on one side and a forest on the other- nothing I can see will provide decent shelter. I also am not relishing the idea of spending the night with him; it will probably be rather quiet and awkward. I really like Spock, but he is so exasperating. Just once I would love to show him a little bit of emotion willingly. Heck, for him just too pretend to care about how I feel would be nice.
"According to my Tricorder there is a cave approximately 1.5 Kilometer ahead of us. That should be a sufficient form of shelter." Of course, he wouldn't have made the suggestion if he didn't already have something in mind.
"Yeah Spock, I imagine that should be quite sufficient." As I finished the statement I tripped over a dumb rock. I was greeted with an incredible hot intense pain in my leg and chest, all I did was trip and it really shouldn't have been any were near that painful. I tried to sit up but was over come by a severe enveloping darkness.
~~ooOoo~~
"Yeah Spock, I imagine that should be quite sufficient." I heave a mental sigh; Christine seems agitated with me once again. She has seemed annoyed at me since the mission started, but I had hoped that helping her along and slowing down would help make her less irritated. However I do not have the time to ponder as to why, Christine has fallen. I turn around to help her and I am taken off guard by a large beast that closet resembles a Sehlat. It is approximately 2 meters tall on its hind legs, of which it has three. A coarse black fur that is thick and matted covers its muscular body. Its arms (of which there are also three) have grabbed Christine and the beast is attempting to drag her away. Shaking myself out of my daze I quickly fire my phaser at the beast. It drops Christine and lets out a roar. I run over to Christine, while still firing at the beast and block her from the beast claws (which are about 15 centimeters long). Apparently sensing that I can kill it with continued firing the beast rears up and takes off in the direction it must have come from. I bend down and scoop Christine up, she is surprisingly light. However I do not have time to think about her weight or lack of it, I have to get her to the cave, it may now be her only hope of survival.
We finally make it to the cave right before the sun entirely disappears. I lay Christine by a rock and heat it up with my phaser. My phaser's charge is getting low and our communicators are not working. I lay my phaser down and force myself to think. I have to examine Christine and see the extent of her wounds. I go to her medical bag and look through it, after a moment I find the object of my search, her medical tricorder. Her examination led to the discovery of a broken Tibia in her right leg, two cracked ribs, and a slight concussion. She probably broke her leg and ribs when the creature knocked her over, and acquired the concussion when he dropped her. Aside from these injuries she also has several cuts from the creature's claws. I go back to her bag and look for her hypo, and a pain reliever to go with it. Sadly we do not have all the necessary medicines to heal her. The Hulinas plight was so dire that we didn't pack any other medicine than what they would require. I give Christine the hypo spray and lean against the same rock. It's getting colder. The sun has set and the cave has an awful draft. As a cold breeze hits my face I find myself remembering...
