David:
I couldn't sleep. I guess it was too many things on my mind, but I was mostly worried about Saavik. Shit, David, you're always worried about Saavik. I remained myself as I left my quarters. It was late and I knew it was stupid me just strolling about in the middle of the night when I had work tomorrow. But hey, technically there's not night and day in space.
I headed for the bridge, I doubted anyone would be on there at this hour, and if they were it would still be quiet. With my mind fully on Saavik I thought I'd go sit at her station just to think for a bit, I knew no one would care.
I don't know why I wanted to be at Saavik's station so much, because if anything it remained me of how she considered her work her love, and I knew she'd never care about me the same way she cares about her career. I've seen her, head down, always looking at something, always studying, and she never looks up, never sees the way I see her.
But when I arrived on the bridge I was met by unexpected sight. It was almost empty as I'd expected with only two people; a man who I didn't recognize who didn't even glance as I entered; he was focused on the far side of the room. The other member on the bridge was Ensign O'Hara, and she was sat in Saavik's chair.
Still, now I was here I felt obliged to stay at least for a little while, despite the slight pang of annoyance I felt at seeing O'Hara in the place where Saavik usually was.
I slipped over quietly towards the young girl. "That's not you're station, Ensign O'Hara." I remained her.
"Oooh, why don't you come and make me move then, David?" She chirped gleefully, a playful smile crossing her face.
I moved to rest against the control panel carefully, glancing at her slightly as I went. I looked down at the control panel at noticed she wasn't using it at all. God knows what she was doing up here at this time of night, but I didn't really care. I didn't care much at all about Ensign O'Hara, she was a pretty face, yes, but I think that was mostly it, I guess she was good at what she did, but it also had nothing to do with whatever she was doing now.
I would have left if not for the fact that I'd just go back to troubling about Saavik again, and talking to Ensign O'Hara was a distraction from that, despite the fact that she was defiantly not my first choice for distractions, yet a distraction she was.
"That's Doctor Marcus to you, Ensign." I told her.
"Oh, are we being formal with each other now? I love that in a man." She smiled, twisting her body towards me slightly and beaming up at me endearingly.
I wanted to sigh painfully at the situation I was in. This girl was way out of it if she thought I had any attention for her. I knew perfectly well why she was doing it, but it wouldn't work.
At the same time, the only other crew member, the man on the other side of the bridge stood up and left, without acknowledging us at all as he went.
"What are you doing up here, Ensign O'Hara, at this time of night?"
"I could ask you the same thing?" She chirped.
"I came to work." I lied to her darkly.
"Oh, I should have known. You know what the problem is with you, David? You don't know how to have any fun, you and that Vulcan Science Officer woman; all you ever do is work, work, work." She leaned up a little closer to me. "I think I ought to show you how to have some fun."
I glanced down at her. "That's not true, Ensign, I do know how to have fun, but it wouldn't be the kind of fun you're interested in, and I certainly wouldn't include you in it." I stood up to leave, having had enough of her and her flirting. This was hopeless.
But before I had a chance to even take one step, she grabbed me quite forcibly around the neck and pushed her mouth against mine.