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Mystery Boyfriend

One of the frustrating things about dating a Vulcan, or half Vulcan, is that they never, ever, ever had to go to the bathroom. Well, maybe once a day. But that was it. Spock had explained to Nyota that he basically had the urinary tract of a kangaroo rat, and that his body was extremely efficient at siphoning off moisture from just about everything he ate so...

She shook her head and got a firmer grip on the helmet to the hover bike she held in her hand as she exited the washroom. She had hopped off the bike in such a hurry that she had dragged the helmet in with her. Had she left the helmet's comm link on? Now that was embarrassing.

She looked into the helmet and nearly ran smack into Lieutenant Commander Patrick O'Hara and his wife Katie.

"Whoa, Uhura! What are you doing here?" asked Patrick.

This was so not good. "Oh just getting back from a little trip."

Patrick and his wife Katie were practically friends of hers now. Ever since the transmission was decoded and Spock put Patrick, Commander Sharpton and Professor Matsumura name's on the paper along with his and Nyota's things had gotten really chummy. Not that they hadn't been friendly before...but now even more so. How could you not be touched when you were attributed to one of the biggest finds of the century?

It seemed like every weekend Spock and Nyota were invited out to someones home -- invited separately of course. And they always arrived separately and mostly departed separately.

Nyota looked across the parking lot. Spock was sitting on the hover bike, dark shaded helmet on -- they wouldn't be able to see his pointy ears or pale skin. And he was wearing gloves...

"Is that your boyfriend, Nyota?" asked Katie following her eyes.

"Ummm..." said Nyota.

"Does your lab partner, Spock know?" asked Patrick teasingly.

Spock wasn't her lab partner, unfortunately. She was his assistant...if he was her partner, if they were both cadets, or both officers that would be so much easier...

Better not to lie if you don't have too. "He knows, Patrick," Nyota responded with a tight smile. Which was very true...and deceitful at the same time. She wondered really if they would care...but the rules were, don't ask, don't tell.

"Oh," said Patrick, looking oddly crestfallen. "I suppose it wouldn't be something that he would particularly care about one way or another..."

Nyota looked down and shrugged.

Katie was still looking at Spock on the hover bike. "Your man looks kind of hot from here, Uhura..." Patrick punched her arm. Katie grinned and just kept going, "Whatcha hiding under the helmet?"

Across the parking lot the hover bike engine revved.

Nyota quickly stepped off towards the parking lot, "I think that's my cue..."

"Hey, you know that when we invite you over to our house that those are family events, Uhura," Patrick said.

"Yes," said Katie, "If this boyfriend and you are serious you're welcome to bring him!"

"If it doesn't make Spock jealous!" said Patrick laughing.

"Thank you!" said Nyota then she sprinted towards the bike.

Pulling on her helmet Nyota murmurred, "Thank God, for helmets with shaded visors."

Spock's voice came filtered through the comm. "When I selected this particular mode of transportation for that very same advantage I did so without any divine intervention."

Yep, she'd left the comm link in her helmet on.

Hopping on the bike and wrapping her arms around Spock she heard her comm crackle once again. "So, Nyota, will you take your boyfriend next time we are invited to the Lieutenant Commanders home?"

"I believe he's been invited."

Spock revved the engine. "Excellent."

As they pulled out of the parking lot Patrick and Katie waved in their direction. Nyota waved back and Spock gave one quick nod from behind the shade of his visor.

A/N:

Patrick is all over in Descartes. But I think he really first shines in Chapter 19 Checkmate. No previous Descartes Experience Required.