Green Blooded Hobgoblin

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A/N: WOO! Chapter 7! Who's excited? I am! So chapter 8 and 9 are already written and finished, and chapter 9 is a douzy! Really long folks… well compared to my other chapters. So if you want to read them Review. The more reviews I get the faster I post the next chapters! WOO! Hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 7

Kirk looked confused, Teresa looked upset. Spock felt his emotions rubbing raw just beneath the surface. This was exactly what he feared, she had met Kirk.

"We've been looking everywhere for you!" Spock chided. He tried not to seem angry but he was. All that worrying and she had been right here on the Enterprise the entire time?

"Do you two know each other?" Kirk asked. Spock chose to ignore him.

"How? You've been up here!" Teresa challenged, hopping off of Kirk's lap. Kirk stood clearly confused.

"You do know each other?" He asked again. Again he was ignored.

"I had duty I had to leave! And what about all the destruction you caused?" Spock challenged.

"That wasn't me that was Diana! I don't exercise her very often and when I do she goes a little over board" Teresa explained.

"I was worried sick about you. Do you have any idea what could have happened to you? How did you even get on the ship?" Spock cried.

"You? Worried? Really?" Kirk asked.

"I snuck onto one of the supply carriers."

"You have to go back."

"Jim says I can stay!"

"I do say she can stay." Kirk inputted.

"He's not your guardian, I am, and I say you're going back!" Spock yelled.

"Guardian? How many wards do you have?" Kirk asked.

"Not now!" Spock shushed.

"I don't want to go. Jim's the Captain and he says I can stay. He loves me more than you do too. So there!" Teresa cried. Spock was livid. How dare she imply that Kirk, who barely knew her, cared for her more than he did? He had been worried sick, he nearly jumped ship to go look for her, he had been inconsolable since he found out she was gone. And she thought he didn't care about her? Spock straightened, trying to maintain his composure.

"Fine, then I suppose you would rather have him as your guardian as well." Spock snarled. Teresa glared at him.

"Yes."

"Oh, I don't think that's a good idea." Kirk tried to warn. Spock pinned him with a glare.

"Congratulations Captain. She's your ward now." He told him and then walked to his post. Uhura had since joined and had clearly seen the entire spectacle. She sat beside him at her own post. She pet his arm sympathetically but he retracted it. Had she not distracted him he could have gotten to Teresa before Kirk did.

"Oh, uh Spock the Center for Science left a message for you." Kirk told him. Teresa was sitting on his lap again.

"Yes?" Spock asked, trying his very best not to look at her. She was wearing one of Kirk's shirts, and what seemed to be black pants. It was similar to what she had been wearing the first day he had met her.

"They said that Tedorians came looking for a patient T-D010, you know your other charge. Said she was in danger or something. You should probably call them back." Kirk replied off handedly. Teresa turned to him shocked, and then away, avoiding Spock's eyes.

"Tedorians came looking for Teresa?" Spock asked. Kirk turned to him, then looked at Teresa.

"You're T-D010?" Kirk asked.

"I don't answer to it." Teresa told him folding her arms across her chest. Spock pinned her with his authoritative gaze, she squirmed beneath it.

"There are more Tedorians out there?" Spock asked.

"Well I had hoped not, but I suppose there are. The rebels, I guess, are still looking for me." Teresa replied, seemingly choosing her words very carefully.

"Why are they looking for you?"

"I unno, they just are." Teresa replied. Spock knew she was lying, it was written on her face. Spock decided to let Kirk deal with it. He was her guardian now, he could learn how to tell when she was lying. Spock wasn't going to help him one bit.

"Well you better believe they'll be in for one hell of a fight if they try to take you from me!" Kirk told her. Teresa smiled brightly and hugged him tightly, Kirk returned the gesture. Spock felt the bile rise in his throat. He should have hugged her in such a way, why hadn't he? All those years, he had the opportunity, several of them in fact and he had always been distant.

No wonder she preferred Kirk. He could give him all the unconditional love she so desperately needed, where as he would have always been emotionally distant, like all Vulcans were.

"Kay kiddo. Time for you to go to bed." Kirk told her, pushing her off his lap and patting her on the head.

"Aw come on! I'm having too much fun!" Teresa pleaded.

"Nope, time for bed, missy." Kirk told her, moving in to tickle her. Teresa squealed and evaded his wiggling fingers. Kirk managed to capture her, he picked her up with ease and flung her over her shoulder.

"Spock, you're in charge until I get her in bed." Kirk told him, Spock wondered if his face was a red color to match his ever growing anger. Teresa was sure enjoying herself now. Then he remembered something very important.

Standing quickly Spock turned to Chekov.

"Chekov you have the con. There's something I need to do." Spock ordered rushing off the bridge. He made it to his room in record time. He grabbed what he was looking for and then rushed towards Jim's room.

"Here." Spock snarled, handing Jim the ratty old doll that Teresa left behind. "She can't sleep without it."

Jim took the toy from him.

"Look, I'm not the best choice for this. I'm not going to be a good role model. You've said it yourself, I'm more childish then most children. She's too young to understand now but.."

"Teresa is not young. She's nineteen." Spock spat out.

"Really? She so short."

"She's not short she's just small for her age." Spock argued, suddenly very defensive.

"It doesn't matter, she doesn't look it." Jim cried.

"Her pets, has she created suitable environments for them yet?" Spock asked, changing the subject. Jim thought this over.

"I don't know I haven't checked. But now I know where all those pets were going." Jim mused. Spock rolled his eyes.

"Her favorite food is Cherries Jubilee, but she prefers it in ice-cream form. She doesn't like school and she won't talk to anyone she's not familiar with." Spock listed. Jim nodded.

"I'll do my best to remember that." Jim promised. Spock headed back to the bridge.

"You know, I can tell you care about her. Maybe if you showed a little bit more of those human emotions you hate so much – you know just to her – she'd understand you a bit better." Jim offered. Spock sighed, but walked away. He had duties to perform.

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