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Chapter 13: The Best is Yet to Come
"Claire… you don't have to work you know… I mean I know- OH MY GOD! What is that on your neck?" Liam shouted. Claire's face turned bright red as she attempted to hide the red mark on her neck.
"Liam, shut up!" she hissed.
"Did that happen yesterday? How come I didn't notice it last night?" He asked. Claire glared at him and continued to look at her charts.
"Liam… you are extremely frustrating sometimes," she muttered.
"Which lucky man gave you that little number? Was it Alex? God, I hope it wasn't your brother." Claire buried her face in her hands.
"Liam…"
"Looks like it might have been Kirk… or is that Spock's love bite? If it is, I wouldn't suggest showing lieutenant Uhura… might make things awkward…" Claire said nothing, but looked up just in time for Alex to walk through the door, Ryan right behind them. Claire slowly dropped behind the medical station, as if it were a hiding spot.
"Quit hiding Claire, we know you're there!" Alex shouted across the room. Claire knew she was busted, but didn't move.
"Come on, Claire. We need to talk about this…" Ryan said, though she could hear the strain in his voice. Claire still refused to move from her spot. How was she supposed to look at Alex and her brother? Mostly her brother…
"Oh come on. Just get out here already," Liam scoffed as he walked behind the medical station and pushing Claire out into the open. She rolled on her side and looked up at Alex and Ryan. Alex appeared to be more annoyed than anything else while Ryan looked mildly ill.
"I hate you… a lot, Liam…" Claire snapped as Liam shrugged.
"Sort this out now. You work with Alex, Ryan is your brother, and you'll eventually have to deal with Kirk later," he scolded as he offered her his hand. Claire took it, halfheartedly, and stood up to face the two men causing her such distress.
"I don't know why you're bugging about me. We kissed plenty of times when we were going out and I've been trying to get you in bed practically since the first day we met," Alex said as he crossed the room to one of the work stations and began carrying on with his work as if there were no problems. Claire rolled her eyes. She knew she wasn't embarrassed about what happened with Alex, except for the fact that she wasn't into him and had a boyfriend. She sighed and turned to her brother. Automatically it felt as if there was a heavy weight in the room, and it was if there was something heavy on her chest. Ryan ran a hand through his short stubby here and tried to give Claire a half smile.
"Somehow, I think that sorry isn't even going to cover this…" he mumbled as Liam gave her a shove forward.
"Deal with this now," he whispered to her and crossed the room to hang out with Alex. Claire scratched the back of her head nervously as Ryan gestured to a couple of seats. Wordlessly, they both took their seats, but refused to make eye contact.
"I puked for an hour… if it makes you feel better" Ryan started, still not meeting Claire's eyes. Claire looked up to see the sorrow in her brother's eyes and her heart ached. She wanted to say something to comfort him, but she was just as disgusted and upset as he was.
"I don't have any hidden romantic feelings for you," he stated and glanced up at Claire. Claire looked away as she struggled to find something to say.
"You kissed me… you tried to kiss me with tongue…" she whispered to him, causing him to cringe.
"Yeah, I know. I remembered that part…" Claire raised an eyebrow at his words.
"This is just too weird…" she mumbled and Ryan placed his face in his hands. He was trying not to get all emotional, but it was becoming harder and harder by the second.
"Colleen's not talking to me, Kirk keeps glaring at me, and I feel god awful. Please don't hate me, Claire-bear. I didn't mean for all that to happened," he pleaded and Claire sighed. He was her brother, after all.
"I could never hate you, Ryan, but I just don't think I can deal with this right now. Just give me some time… try to go work things out with Colleen and I'll talk to Kirk. Just please, give me some space. I still love you, but it's just way too… I can't… I'm sorry…" Ryan nodded as Claire tried to find the right words to say, but none came to mind. No one ever told her how to deal with awkward unintentional make outs with your brother and Claire had no idea how to deal with it.
"Space… I can do that. Can we try to talk again at the end of the week at least?" Claire nodded as Ryan just looked at her with sad eyes. It broke her heart, but there was nothing more that she could do or say. Ryan nodded too, sensing that the conversation was over. He rose to his feet, walked to the door of sickbay, and gave Claire one last look before disappearing into the hallway.
"That could've gone better…" Alex mutter across the room. Claire turned around and glared at him.
"Yeah, well no one asked you!" She snapped, crossing her arms angrily. Liam just shrugged.
"You didn't… you didn't sleep with him did you? Cause I'm sure that'd make any sister awkward, seeing your brother's junk in action and all…" Liam trailed off as Alex broke out into laughter.
"Liam, I swear to god that I will kill you if you don't shut up!" Claire shouted, jumping from her chair and going into the other room of sickbay.
"Oh god… Rupert, I feel awful…" Ryan said as he placed his head in his hands. He was sitting at Rupert's station in engineering while the Brit watched him self-loathing.
"Eh, it's not your fault. If anything, it's my fault. I gave you guys the chocolates without realizing what they did. Bloody hell, don't beat yourself up over it. You've got to make it right!" Rupert told him, but Ryan only grunted in response. Rupert sighed as he pulled out his handkerchief and wiped the dirt off his work glasses.
"Why do you always do that? It makes you seem so British," Ryan stated, turning his head to the side to look up at Rupert. Rupert just rolled his eyes as he replaced his glasses on his face.
"I am British," he stated, sending Ryan a tiny glare.
"Well, stereotypical British," he said as he smiled. Rupert sighed and smiled back.
"Yeah, and you need to fix things with your girlfriend. So go fix it. She should've started her shift a few minutes ago," Rupert told him. Ryan sighed as he slowly rose from Rupert's seat and scanned the room for his blonde haired girlfriend. After a few seconds, he found her talking to Oliver in the corner.
"… so don't hold it against him. He didn't mean what he did and you know he loves you," Oliver told her as she merely folded her arms.
"He shouldn't have eaten those chocolates," she muttered, but Oliver shook his head.
"Ryan didn't know what the chocolates did!" Oliver stated.
"Yeah, and you have no idea how sorry he is for his behavior yesterday," Ryan said as he approached them. Oliver looked over at Ryan before walked away, trying to give them some space. Colleen just glared.
"What are you doing here?" She snapped, turning back to her work station. Ryan took a step forward.
"They didn't want me reporting back to duty yet since I'm head of security. They said I need to get my head right. And right now, all I want to do is tell my beautiful girl how damn sorry I am," Ryan explained as he leaned against the wall next to her station. Colleen didn't even look up.
"Maybe she doesn't care," Colleen said bluntly and resumed her work. Ryan sighed and got down on his knees so that he was at eye level with her.
"You think I'm not going crazy about this? I made out with my sister and I almost puke every time I think about it. And I cheated on my girlfriend, the one girl who understands me and puts up with me all the time. The one girl whom I love…" At Ryan's last words, Colleen looked up.
"Don't use that word unless you mean it," she snapped, causing Ryan to flinch.
"I wouldn't. From the first moment I told you I loved you, I've always meant it and I always will," Ryan whispered to her. Colleen didn't look over at him, but she reached out and grabbed his hand.
"You hurt me, Ryan. You hurt me a lot…" Ryan nodded and leaned down to kiss her hand.
"And I don't mind spending the rest of my life trying to make it up to you," he told her. Colleen finally turned to face him with a smile on her face.
"Let's take it one day at a time, okay? First off, there will be no more making out with your sister, is that clear?" Colleen told him, a smile slowly spreading across her face. Ryan smiled back.
"Trust me, it will never happen again." Rupert turned to see how Ryan was making out with trying to win Colleen back and blushed as he realized that the two of them were locked in a kiss.
"Well, at least he won't be mopey about that anymore…" Rupert told himself as Colleen wrapped her arms around her boyfriend's neck and pulled him into her lap.
"You know, they could at least get a room," Oliver said as he walked up to Rupert's station. Rupert nodded.
"Yeah really, like we need to watch Ryan make love to our boss while we work," Rupert replied dryly as he turned back to work. Oliver shrugged as he turned his attention back to the couple making out.
"I wouldn't mind catching a glimpse of a naked Colleen…" Rupert turned around to smack Oliver upside the head.
"Stop staring and go take your medication," he instructed. Oliver groaned and headed back to his station.
"Great, this is the last thing I need right now!" Claire cried out as she leaned down onto the floor of her room. She felt weird being back in her room, but Rocky needed someone to take care of him. The Rottweiler pup whined as Claire picked him up into her arms.
"Poor puppy…" she whispered lovingly. There was a pile of vomit on the floor and poor Rocky could barely stand. She gave a heavy sigh as she felt his nose, and frowned even more.
"You're nose is really hot, you okay buddy?" she asked. He said nothing but continued to whine. She quickly walked out of the room, the puppy in tow and walked down the hallway to the lift. On her way there, she almost ran head first into her brother, who looked like he was a little uncomfortable.
"Oh, sorry…"
"Rocky's sick, what do I do?" she asked. Ryan frowned and looked down at the small puppy in his sisters arms.
"What do you mean he's sick?" Ryan asked.
"He's sick, like vomiting, hot nose… what do I do? There really isn't a vet around here…" she said. Ryan reached forward and let his hand rest on the dog's nose.
"Umm… did you try talking to McCoy?" He asked awkwardly, feeling bad as the sick puppy looked up at him with sad brown eyes.
"What the hell would he know? He's a human doctor, not a vet," she snapped, pulling Rocky away from her brother angrily.
"You can try, I'm sure Alex would try and help you out. I'll go with you…" he said. She nodded and held the small dog closer to her chest.
"Okay, is he going to be alright?" she asked. Ryan sighed and pet the dog.
"I hope so…."
"Doctor McCoy, you have to help me!" Claire shouted. She ran right up to him and practically shoved the dog in his arms.
"What the hell?" McCoy asked. "This is a dog!" McCoy snapped.
"He's my puppy, I'm pretty sure he's sick, you need to help me!" She cried. Ryan stood next to her and watched at McCoy looked down at the dog, a very annoyed expression on his face.
"I repeat, he's a dog. I don't do dogs," he mumbled in a grumpy tone as Alex looked up from his work.
"I would hope not. That's bestiality and that's low, even for you," he whispered to Claire. She giggled at his words and McCoy shot them a glare, obviously hearing his words.
"You're giving me plenty of reasons not to help out, Chambers. Get back to work or you'll be working graveyard for the rest of the week," McCoy snapped. Alex immediately ducked back down to his work, pretending he was no longer a bystander.
"Can you help him?" Claire asked, giving McCoy a pleading look. The older man sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose.
"Fine, I'll check him out. You own me a ton of graveyard shifts after this Conaway…" Ryan raised an eyebrow.
"What did I do?" he asked. McCoy shot him a glare and took the dog to a bed table and grabbed a scanner.
"You know damn well who I was talking to." Ryan shot Claire a smirk, and she held back the urge to giggle. McCoy pulled out his scanner and checked over her puppy. She heard Rocky give a small whimper and she grabbed onto her brothers arm.
"Is he alright?" she asked. Ryan nodded and patted her shoulder.
"Yeah, I'm sure he's fine… just sick…" he said. She nodded and watched as McCoy finished his scan and glanced back at her.
"Is there any reason a pair of men's underwear is currently in you dogs stomach?" McCoy asked shooting Claire a concerned look. Claire felt her heart stop as she looked down at the puppy.
"... Underwear...?" She managed to squeak out as Ryan began to chuckle.
"Boxers or briefs...?" He asked with a smirk. McCoy shook his head.
"I believe they're boxers," he told them. Claire placed her face in her hands to hide the blush that was creeping onto her face. Ryan rubbed that back of his head.
"Well they're not mine, though I doubt my underwear would be lying in your room," Ryan said, trying to hold back his laughter at his sister current position. McCoy sighed.
"And it's not Jim's." Silence fell over the room as everyone froze. Even Alex stopped what he was doing and looked up. "What?" McCoy questioned as he noticed everyone's scared and confused looks.
"How do you know what kind of underwear Kirk wears?" Alex asked.
"I lived with the guys during his academy years, if you think the man is crazy now, you should have seen him during the academy…" Claire gave a heavy sigh and looked back at her dog.
"Is he going to be alright?" she asked.
"He should be fine… I'll give him a shot to make sure the… underwear, can be digested. He should be alright in a few hours. You owe me a ton of graveyard shifts, at least a week's worth…" he muttered. She sighed and hugged her brother, happy that she didn't kill her second pet. Ryan hugged her back and gave a small nod toward McCoy, who went off to deal with some 'real' patients.
"It'll be alright… he's going to be fine…" Claire nodded and moved to sit next to the bed. Ryan paused before sitting next to her.
"I'm not mad at you…" she told him.
"Good to know," he said. She nodded and began to stroke the puppy's paw. Rocky maneuvered his nose under her hand in an attempt to get her to pet him. She smiled as obliged to his request.
"I wasn't mad, it was just weird. I just… I need some time to disgust it all," she continued, though Ryan didn't appear too interested. Instead, he leaned over and began scratching the puppy behind the ear.
"I get that. If I were in your position, I'd be freaked too. But I'm glad we're talking again," he told her, though his focus still appeared on the dog.
"He doesn't sound too sincere. I say you make him give me his pudding cups for the rest of the week," Alex called from the other side of the room. Both Conaways looked up and glared.
"Shut up, Alex!" They both cried in unison. Alex rolled his eyes and went back to work. Claire sighed and looked back to her puppy.
It never surprised her own quiet sickbay got at night. Even as she sat next to her dog, she was still astounded by the sheer lack of noise it seemed to hold. As she watched her dog slowly fall asleep, she unconsciously rubbed her neck, where a dark bruise still lay painted on her skin. She knew people were giving her strange looks, and she was sure after the incident in the hallway, it wasn't a secret who it was from either.
"You look tired," a voice called. She glanced over and saw Kirk leaning against the medical station. She turned bright red and looked back at her dog. She wasn't quite sure how to talk to him just yet. Their relationship went from 'let's take it slow' to 'I'm going to rape you in the hallway.' Though, she was pretty sure that if she liked it, it wasn't rape. When she didn't reply, he made his way over to her and stood next to her and in front of Rocky.
"Is he alright?" Kirk asked. She nodded and kept her hand on her 'bruise.' If he didn't see it, it wasn't there.
"Yeah… he'll be fine," she said. He nodded.
"What's wrong with him?" he asked.
"He… swallowed… underwear…" she replied nervously, finding it hard to find the words to describe the situation.
"Oh really? Was it yours?" Kirk asked, taking a seat on one of the countertops in the room. Claire wanted to roll her eyes when she realized that he was using an actual seat as a footrest.
"No… it was S-Spock's…" She stuttered, looking down at the ground as her face lit up like a Christmas tree. Kirk's face also went red as memories from the day before rushed back to him.
"Oh… good thing it wasn't mine," he stated. Claire nodded without really thinking. Her current thoughts were revolving around a certain captain, his underwear, and the awkward situation she was currently dealing with.
"Yeah, me too," she mumbled under her breath, but the silence of the room allowed Kirk to pick up her words.
"Why? As long as their off, doesn't matter where they go, right?" She ran a hand through her hair as she kept her gaze focus on her dog.
"Sure…" she replied. He paused before giving a small sigh.
"So… um… about yesterday…" he trailed off. She subconsciously rubbed her neck, her thoughts immediately returning what happened in the hallway a little less than twenty-four hours beforehand.
"I hope that's not your way of taking it slow…" she commented. A smile made its way to his lips.
"Well, if you like it…" at first she didn't reply, she simply looked down. "I guess not…"
"I'm not saying it wasn't… enjoyable… it was. I just wasn't expecting it for another couple of weeks, or more like a couple of months." He nodded. There was a brief silence in which she dropped her hand from her neck. He immediately spotted the bruise and his eyes went wide.
"Did I do that?" He asked hesitantly, leaning forward to try to get a better look. Unconsciously, Claire leaned back and tried to hide it.
"Um, yeah," she replied nervously. Kirk opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, so he closed his mouth again. Claire looked down into her lap and began twiddling her thumbs, unsure of what to say next.
"Trust me, it wasn't such a walk in the park finding out that I was anally raping one of my best friend's in my girlfriend's bed," he started, trying to lighten the mood. Claire chuckled, but the awkwardness was still there.
"No, you just kind of tried to rape your girlfriend the old fashion way," she mumbled, not realizing how Kirk might react.
"I didn't mean it Claire, I swear! I'm completely cool with us taking it slow!" He defended; trying to refill the grave that he'd accidentally dug himself the day before. Claire felt her resolve starting to fade as she felt herself starting to get lost in Kirk's sorry blue eyes.
"Like I said… I didn't dislike it. I really do want to take it slower," he nodded and sat next to her, taking her hand in his.
"How about I make it up to you? Our next shore leave I'll take you out to a nice dinner. It'll be romantic and completely chick flick worthy…" he said. She smiled.
"I like chick flicks… and chick books too," she told him. He laughed.
"I can't say I even read the chick books… but I'm a sucker for chick flicks…" she scoffed and rolled her eyes at him.
"Liar… I bet you haven't even seen a chick flick," she said.
"You'd be surprised what I used to do to sleep with a girl," He told her. She paused as she looked over at him.
"Do I want to know?"
"Considering you're my girlfriend and not the girl I'm trying to get into bed, no, not really," he told her, scratching his head as he gave her a devious smile. Claire just rolled her eyes.
"You're right, I don't," she stated. They just sat in silence and exchanged glances. Without warning, Claire broke out into laughter. The memories of the past two days caught up with her from making out with her brother, to her best friend, to finding her boyfriend and his best friend having butt sex in her bed, to having her dog get sick on her boyfriend's best friend's underwear. It was disgusting, but hilarious now that she looked back on it. Kirk watched her for a minute before bursting out into his own laughter.
"I'm sorry, I just… things are just so insane, it's not something they tell you when you join Starfleet," she said. He laughed and leaned back in his chair. She took a deep breath and leaned against him, letting him wrap an arm around her shoulders, making it more comfortable for her and him.
"I'm glad you did join Starfleet. At the very least, you're something nice to look at." she rolled her eyes and elbowed him in the side.
"Jerk…" he laughed and shrugged.
"You like me regardless." she sighed and looked back at Rocky. Jim just pulled her closer and enjoyed the fact that her body fit perfectly against his.
"Excuse me, Dr. Conaway? There's a problem in… oh, sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt. I'll just go get Dr. McCoy." Claire and Kirk looked up to see the lanky ensign David Sheppard standing in the doorway. Claire started to get up, but Kirk wouldn't let her go.
"He's just going to get Bones," he whispered in her ear. Claire sighed and pulled away.
"That's what I'm afraid of. I'm going to get in trouble for not working," she replied and crossed the room to where David was standing, giving her an awkward glance.
"I'm sorry to bother you, Dr. Conaway." she shook her head.
"Don't worry about it, what do you need?" she asked.
"I was wondering if you could help me out, I was having some headaches and they don't seem to be going away…" She paused before nodding.
"Sure, right this way…" she turned around and shot a sympathetic look to Jim, who simply sighed and turned toward the dog.
"Even when we're going out I can't get any action…"
Ryan glanced up as his girlfriend sat next to him with her breakfast tray. The top of her blonde hair was pulled back, leaving the bottom free to fall down her back; it even looked like she took time to do her make-up.
"Morning," she said. He leaned forward and placed a kiss on her lips.
"Morning, you look nice..." he stated. She smiled and began to eat her eggs.
"Thank you, I woke up a bit earlier..." she said.
"So, what do you think about talking to the captain about getting our own room?" he asked. She paused and tilted her head.
"You mean like... moving in together?" she asked. He nodded.
"Yeah... what do you think?" he asked. She smiled and nodded.
"I like that idea... I love you," she said. He smiled and kissed her once more, adding a little more passion into it.
"Can you not do that before we eat? It's really gross..." Rupert muttered as he sat down on the other side of Rupert. Ryan broke away just in time for Claire to sit down across from him, a data pad in one hand, and a paper cup of coffee in the other.
"Morning Claire..." She gave a nod of her head and took a large gulp of her coffee. Ryan raised an eyebrow and watched as Alex sat down next to her.
"Hey," Alex said as he began to stuff his mouth full of food.
"What's wrong with my sister?" Ryan asked. Alex raised an eyebrow and glanced at the data pad before rolling his eyes.
"It's a new research article. We get them every so often; I think Claire and McCoy are the only ones who are reading them..." Alex stated. Claire went to take another sip of her coffee and frowned.
"Damn, I'm all out..." she muttered.
"Maybe it's for the best. That's your third cup this morning," Alex said.
"This article is interesting. A guy was having sex and couldn't get rid of his erection for like... twenty hours..." Claire said.
"Jesus... is that like... doctor porn?" Rupert asked.
"No, it's called learning. The doctor explained how he had to go in and re arrange the nerves... it's pretty awesome," Claire said. Ryan rolled his eyes and watched as Captain Kirk walked up, a coffee cup in hand. He simply placed the cup on the table and took her old one away.
"Morning..." he said, before walking away. Claire smiled and turned red at the gesture, and grabbed the cup.
"Aww, that was so sweet," Liam said, sitting down next to Claire.
"Shut up..." She muttered.
"I don't like him..." Ryan said.
"Ryan..." Colleen warned.
"Why don't you like him?" Claire asked.
"I just don't... why do I need a reason?" He asked. Claire pressed her lips together and took a deep breath. She was not going to fight with her brother, not after just get on good terms with him. She took another sip of her coffee and went back to her article.
"So... Shore leave is coming up next week, is anyone excited?" Liam asked.
"I am, I haven't had a good shore leave in some time," Rupert said.
"Me too, I plan on finding a hot babe and getting laid," Alex said.
"Pig..." Claire muttered. Alex rolled his eyes and finished his breakfast.
"Whatever..." he said.
"Are you excited, Claire?" Colleen asked. Claire put down the data pad, realizing she wasn't going to get any work done, and nodded.
"Sure... it's nice to have some time off."
"I thought you'd be more excited about your date with Kirk..." Liam muttered.
"Oh... I am, but I have a lot to do between now and then, so it's been a bit difficult to really focus on dating..." she explained.
"No time to... woman, we are having a girl's night and I am going to get your head out of work. You have the hottest Captain in Starfleet wanting to be all over you and you're so... whatever about it." Claire rolled her eyes.
"Sorry, but after Valentine's day it's been a bit hard to really get into dating. I've already seen more of him than I should have..." She muttered. Ryan chocked on his eggs and Colleen rolled her eyes and smacked his back.
"Get over it, she's twenty-three... it'd be weird if she wasn't having sex," Colleen said. Ryan glared at his girlfriend before glaring at his sister.
"I don't want you sleeping with him..."
"You're statement is noted and ignored. Excuse me, I have work to do," Claire said, getting up with her coffee and leaving.
"You know... she really likes him," Liam said. Ryan shot him and look and Liam shrugged.
"He's no good for her... he's just after her for sex." Colleen sighed and looked at Rupert, who just rolled his eyes.
"I don't think so. Not anymore," Alex said.
"What do you mean?" Ryan asked.
"I don't know... after all they had been through those six months... it's different now..." Alex stated.
"What do you mean? What happened in those six months?" Ryan asked. Colleen sighed.
"Nothing happened, and then… everything happened. They just sort of bonded over those months." Ryan rolled their eyes.
"Whatever."
"You know what I hate more than graveyard shifts?"
"What?"
"Pointless day shifts. There is no one in this place…" Liam muttered. Claire rolled her eyes and continued to organize the medical files. Liam sighed and began to read through a few of them.
"It's not that bad, it's better than doing nothing." Liam shrugged and continued to read.
"Pavel Andreievich Chekov… god his parents must hate him," Liam said.
"It's a Russian name, plus it's a middle name… they are supposed to suck." Liam rolled his eyes.
"My middle name doesn't suck…" Liam defended.
"Oh really…" Claire said absentmindedly.
"Yeah, Liam Joseph Peterson… it's a nice middle name," he said.
"I'm tempted to call you Joey now…" she stated. He laughed and watched as she continued to file.
"Aren't you going to tell me your middle name?" he asked.
"Nope…" she replied.
"Aww, you're no fun." She rolled her eyes and stood up.
"I'll tell you my brothers middle name if you want." He scoffed and followed her out into sickbay.
"Are you going to make me guess?" he asked. She sighed and pulled out a chart.
"Guess all you want, you're never going to get it…" she said.
"Get what?" Alex asked from the computer.
"Claire's middle name, she won't tell me what it is." Alex glanced up.
"Why not? Is it something embarrassing like Matilda?" he asked. Claire scrunched her nose but continued to look through the charts, ignoring him all together.
"Claire Matilda Conaway… no, I don't think he parents were that mean…" Liam said.
"I can always look it up," Alex suggested.
"I didn't give Starfleet my middle name. As far as they are concerned it doesn't exist," she said. Alex sighed and looked at her further.
"Marie…" he stated.
"Claire Marie Conaway… no, it has to be something more embarrassing than that. Claire Beatrice Conaway…"
"God no, my mother would rather kill herself then name me Beatrice."
"Greta?"
"No."
"Doris?"
"No."
"Zelda?" Claire gave a frustrated sigh and slammed down her charts.
"You're never going to know, so don't even bother. Why don't you guys actually do some work?" she asked. She then walked off and began to help a patient, leaving the two men alone in sickbay.
"You think we can get Ryan to tell us?" Liam asked.
"Maybe, but I don't care enough to find out her middle name…" Alex said.
"What is your middle name?" Liam asked.
"Justin," Alex answered.
"Alexander Justin Chambers, weird." Alex shrugged and went back to his work.
Ryan gave a small yawn as he looked over the monitors. Part of being chief of security, was watching the cameras and making sure everything looked fine. Of course, it seemed the drama level of the ship was at a low lately, which meant that the ship was unusually quiet.
"Lieutenant Commander Conaway… I have a those reports you were asking me about." Ryan glanced up and forced a smile on his face for Ensign Sheppard, though he found it difficult every time to do so.
"Thank you Ensign…" He replied. A second later the sound of crashing echoed through the deck. "What the hell was that?" he asked.
"A fight sir, I believe…" Sheppard answered. Ryan rolled his eyes and stood up. He made his way to where the fight was taking place and pulled the two ensigns apart, surprised to see one of them being a female.
"Stop it! That's enough. Are you members of Starfleet or children?" he hissed. The woman scoffed and moved some of her dark brown hair out of her face.
"Tell that dickweed that my ass is not a stress ball and he is not free to squeeze it when he wants," she snapped. The other man sighed.
"Come on, you can't flaunt that ass around and not expect a squeeze, take it as a compliment," he said. She paused before rushing forward to throw a punch at him, but was stopped by Ryan grabbing a hold of her.
"Alright, calm down. The next officer who sexually assaults another officer in any way will have to answer to me. Starting with you, ensign… you'll be doing graveyard shift for two weeks and will have to write a written apology letter to your fellow ensign, am I clear?" he said. The ensign sighed but nodded.
"Yes sir," he said. Ryan sighed and looked over to the Hispanic woman glaring at the other man.
"Is that suitable, ensign…"
"Ensign Lopez, Annalisa Lopez…" she said. He nodded.
"Is that suitable, Ensign Lopez?" he asked. She nodded.
"Yes sir," she answered. Ryan let her go and ran a hand through his short hair.
"Alright, back to work," he said. Everyone lingered for a moment longer before the group began to go back to work, and Ryan let out a sigh and walked back to his station. He supposed her shouldn't have been surprised that Ensign Sheppard was still waiting for him. He was surprised to see the man print something out and stuff it in his pocket.
"Can I help you, Ensign?" Ryan asked. Sheppard turned around and clasped his hands behind his back.
"No sir, I'm fine…" he answered. Ryan raised an eyebrow and looked him up and down.
"Were you looking for something?" he asked. Sheppard shook his head.
"No Sir… I'm fine. I should be getting back to work," Sheppard said. Ryan watched as he walked away, and then turned back to the computer. He tried to figure out what the man could possibly be looking for, but couldn't pick it out exactly.
"Computer, reprint last item," he said. The computer complied and pretty soon a picture printed out. He grabbed it and his eyebrows furrowed in confusion, and also in disgust. In front of him was a picture of the captain getting cozy with a girl in sickbay. It took only a moment longer before he realized exactly who the girl was. He looked up in the direction the Ensign went and pressed his lips together.
"What the hell are you up to?" he asked softly.
"Ryan, are you alright?" Colleen asked, entering the bedroom. Ryan looked up from his desk and smiled.
"Yeah, why do you ask?" he asked.
"You keep messing with our stereo, I'm sure you've broken it like eight times. What are you even trying to turn it into?" she asked.
"I'm trying to make it so it can shuffle when you just snap your fingers…" he explained.
"Because telling it to shuffle is too much work?" she asked, sitting on their bed. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
"I just need something to distract me. I used to do this all the time as a kid." Colleen raised an eyebrow.
"You messed with all the stereos in your house?" she asked. He laughed and leaned back.
"No, I mostly messed with the toasters. Claire was so pleased about that," he said. She chuckled and threw a pillow at him. He grabbed the pillow after it hit his head and turned toward her.
"You're such a dork," she said. He smiled wickedly and practically ran over to the bed and climbed on top of her.
"I'm a dork am I? You weren't complaining last night," he whispered. She laughed and kissed him deeply.
"No, I can't say I was." He chuckled and fell to the side, pulling her close to him. She sighed and cuddled, being comfortable just laying next to him.
"I don't like that guy," Ryan said suddenly.
"Don't like who?" Colleen asked.
"That Sheppard guy, he's… weird," Ryan said. Colleen chuckled and looked up at him.
"Why? Did he steal your lunch money?" She asked.
"No, he's just printing out pictures of my sister and her… boyfriend," Ryan said, spitting out the last part as if it were poison.
"Okay… he's a major creep. Has he caused any trouble?" Colleen asked. Ryan shook his head.
"No, nothing, his record is clean too. There is just… something about him though," Ryan said. Colleen shrugged.
"Just keep an eye on him. Until he actually does something there is nothing you can do," She said. He nodded and gave a small yawn.
"Yeah… I suppose."
Claire gave a frustrated sigh as she threw aside another skirt and looked in her closet. When she left New York for San Francisco, she left most of her wardrobe at home, thus leaving a lot of her 'dating' clothes home.
"Liam… what am I going to wear?" she asked.
"Clothes… unless you want to get him in bed as soon as possible, then wear nothing at all," Liam said, playing with Rocky. She sighed and ran a hand through her hair. When she asked Jim about the dinner, he said jeans and a nice top would be fine, but he didn't give much else for details, so she was left in the dark.
"Liam… I seriously need help. I didn't have many dates back on earth, and all my 'going out' clothes are a little hoochie." Liam raised an eyebrow.
"Did you seriously say 'hoochie'? I thought only old ladies said that," Liam muttered. Claire gave a frustrated sigh and threw a pair of black jeans at him.
"Please find something that goes with this. Please?" she asked. He gave a heavy sigh and walked up to her closet, going through a few things. Eventually he pulled out a shirt and threw it on the bed.
"Tada! I'm so good at this, you should be paying me," he said. She glanced down at the shirt and raised an eyebrow. It was a plain dark blue sweater type shirt, that was off the shoulders and looked bunched up at the shoulders. The whole thing was long sleeved, but looked like it would hug her curves.
"Wear this? Is it supposed to be unflattering?" she asked. Liam rolled his eyes.
"It will not be unflattering. It gives a bit of a feel for your curves, without showing any skin. It's prefect for a virgin date…" Claire raised an eyebrow.
"A virgin date?" Liam chuckled and sat down on the bed.
"A date where both members really want to have sex, but are aren't going to, for many reasons. One, it's too early in the relationship. Two, one of them is recovering from a bad relationship. Three, one is recovering from being a sex addict. Four, one, or both, hasn't had sex in a while. I'm pretty sure you and Kirk covered all of the above," Liam said. Claire rolled her eyes and sat down in her desk chair.
"I guess your right," she muttered.
"Claire… I'm always right. Where have you been?" Claire chuckled as she scooped up her clothes.
"I guess I'd better go get changed for my 'virgin date'," she mumbled as a sly smile spread across Liam's face.
"You know, I guess you can count the whole Valentine's Day fiasco as the fifth reason for your virgin date…" Liam said, trailing off to see the flustered look that had appeared on Claire's face.
"Go take Rocky for a walk around the ship or I'll shred all your porno magazines!" Claire threatened. Liam quickly jumped to his feet, letting out a soft shriek of fear. He grabbed Rocky's collar from of the coat hanger by the door and was out of the room with Rocky before Claire could say another word.
"So this is the Inchon? It's pretty dinky compared to some of the space stations we've stopped on before," Alex mumbled as he stepped off the shuttle that had carried the group from the ship. Liam stepped out from behind him, wrapping a purple scarf around his neck.
"Hey, as long as there's a good party scene around here, I'm set!" He said happily, rushing next to Alex. Colleen and Ryan stepped off next, their hands intertwined. Rupert trailed behind them, his hands in his pockets in a nonchalant manner. Finally, Claire stepped out.
"As much as I'd love to join you guys, I've got a date tonight," Claire declared happily. Ryan rolled his eyes but forced a smile on his face for his sister.
"Have fun, be careful," he warned. She nodded and gave him a quick hug.
"I will, bye boys, don't get in too much trouble," she said. Liam smiled and Alex rolled his eyes.
"Just go, I'm going to get drunk," Alex said. Claire chuckled and went to turn away, but Liam pulled her back.
"Hold on," he said. He moved a few strands of her hair and smiled. "You look sexy, I'd go straight for you," Liam said.
"Really?" Alex asked. Liam paused before shaking his head.
"No, but you look sexy regardless." Claire chuckled before taking off into a different part of the station. Ryan sighed an the rest of the group made their way into the bar section.
"Bartender, five shot's of your strongest stuff!" Liam called.
"You sure you want the strongest? It-"
"We want the strongest. It's our first night off in forever, so we're partying it out!" Liam said. The bartender shrugged and poured them all shots.
"So… what are we going to toast to?" Colleen asked.
"Work? Adventure? Love?" Ryan suggested. The bartender placed green shots in front of them and went back to work.
"Yes, let's toast to life," Colleen said. Liam rolled his eyes.
"I'm toasting to find a hot steamy man and getting some!" Liam declared, holding his shot glass up in the air before chugging it down. The rest of the group followed the suit, each making a face as the alcoholic burn flowing down their throats.
"Man, that guy wasn't kidding when he said this was strong!" Alex said, choking back the tears the threatened to form. Rupert scoffed.
"You guys need to step it up. It's pathetic just watching you!" He said, motioning for another shot.
"That stuff is like toxic!" Colleen stated as she coughed, trying to get the shot to settle into her system.
"Another round?" Ryan asked in a husky tone, the shot still burning his throat. Liam nodded eagerly.
"Most definitely!" he said. Another round was poured and they quickly took another shot. Almost as soon as the liquid made it's way down their throats, Colleen had to blink. She must really have been cutting back on the drinking, because it was only her second shot and she was a bit tipsy.
"Whoa, this stuff is…" She trailed off.
"Awesome!" Alex finished. Liam nodded.
"I hope Kirk doesn't give this to Claire, there is a good change her virgin date will turn into a not so virgin date," Liam said.
"What the bloody hell is a virgin date?" Rupert asked.
"A date where both people really want to have sex with each other, but won't because of man reasons. Valentines day being one of them," Liam said.
"Can we not talk about Valentines day? Bartender, another round!" Ryan shouted. Soon another round was placed in front of them.
"If it isn't too much to ask, can you get us something really strong to sip on?" Colleen asked. The bartender raised an eyebrow but nodded.
"He keeps giving us funny looks, like we shouldn't be drinking," Liam said.
"Who cares, we're here to get piss drunk, let's get drunk!" Rupert shouted. The rest of them cheered and took another shot.
"Shit… I love this song!" Liam shouted. Colleen smiled.
"I do too!" she exclaimed. Liam grabbed her hand and began pulling her to the dance floor the bar had.
"Don't tell Claire, I'm only supposed to dance slutty with her," he said. Colleen laughed and took a sip of her drink while moving her hips.
"Man… I think I'm going to take that red head home tonight," Alex said. Before he could step up, he saw Rupert get up and make his way over to her, causing Alex to give a groan of frustration. "I so called dibs!"
"You're going to lose dude. He has the accent going for him," Ryan said, taking a long sip of his drink.
"Damn… even Claire has more chance of getting laid tonight than me," Alex muttered. Ryan flinched but couldn't say anything before Rupert sat back down.
"She's a lesbian," He said. Alex frowned, then smiled.
"I don't feel so bad, now we both have an equal chance of not getting laid." Rupert raised an eyebrow but went back to his drink.
"Whatever. Are you running out of women in sickbay?" Rupert asked.
"No, well… yeah. The only hot girls there are Claire and one new nurse, but Claire is dating Kirk, and the new nurse is a little… out of it," Alex said.
"You already dated Claire, dude," Rupert said. Alex looked confused before nodding.
"Right, I did…" he mumbled. Ryan shot him a tiny glare, but turned his attention back to the dance floor.
"Okay, so why is it that Liam is grinding with my girlfriend and I'm not?" He shot, causing Alex and Rupert to follow his gaze. Liam was grinding behind Colleen, who was rocking out to the song being played. Alex chuckled.
"Go do something about it, dude!" Alex encouraged him. Ryan put back another shot before making his way out to where Colleen and Liam were dancing.
"Mind if I cut in?" Ryan asked. His tone was more demanding than he intended, but Liam backed away.
"Fine. I'll go see if I can get Alex to squirm for me on the dance floor!" Liam called over the music. Colleen smiled as Ryan pushed his body against hers and let bass pulse through his body.
"You're not a bad dancer, if I may say so myself," she said. He smirked and placed his hand on her hips.
"Well, it's easy when I have a fine piece of woman in front of me," he said. She smirked and let her hands move up and down his body.
"You're such a charmer," she whispered in his ear. He smiled and kissed her sensually.
"Come on, please!" a voice cut in. Colleen broke away to see Liam pulling Alex to the dance floor.
"Damnit, Liam… let go!" he snapped.
"Dance with me!" Liam asked. Alex gave a frustrated groan and tried to pull away.
"No, I'm not dancing with you." Liam stopped and glared at him.
"Yes you are." Alex crossed his arms.
"What are you going to do is I don't?" Alex asked. Liam paused before a wicked smirk made it's way to his lips.
"If you don't I'll tell Claire about your little secret," Liam said.
"What secret?" Alex asked, though his face became deathly pale.
"The secret that started when you fell asleep in sickbay. Remember? You and I were the only ones on duty." Alex's face went deathly pale, but slowly made his way to the dance floor.
"I hate you… I hope you know that," he spat. Liam just grinned like a cat before grabbing Alex's arm and pulling his body close.
"I know and I'll have you screaming it later," Liam whispered. His hot breath tickled Alex's ear. Perhaps it was the alcohol, back Alex couldn't stop himself from leaning closer to the source of heat.
"You couldn't get me in bed if you tried," Alex hissed through clenched teeth, allowing the slightly shorter man to run his hands down his chest as their hips shook in time with the pulsing music.
"Perhaps, but it doesn't appear too hard to get into your dreams," Liam said with a sly smile. Alex rolled his eyes.
"Whatever," he muttered.
Claire gave a sigh as she finally entered the lobby of the restaurant. She subconsciously went to go run a hand through her hair, but stopped when she realized it was pulled back into a pony tail, leaving only her bangs free from the elastic band.
"Claire!" a voice called. Claire turned around and smiled lightly at the sight of Jim making his way toward her.
"Hey," she replied. Again, she added to the list that the man could look good in practically anything he dressed in. He wore a pair of black jeans and a light grey dress shirt, letting a couple of the top buttons undone.
"I'm glad you made it!" he said, leaning down and pressing his lips against her cheeks. Even the simple gesture was enough to send her heart leaping into her throat.
"I'm glad I came," she said. He smiled widely and took a hold of her hand.
"Let's get a table. They have a nice view of the stars, and it's not far from a dance floor," he said. She looked at him a little warily.
"Dance floor? I didn't think you were that much of a fan of dancing," she said. He shrugged.
"No, I'm not. But I thought you might have and I wanted to be sure," he said. She chuckled and followed him to the table.
"That's sweet of you," she said as they approached the table. Jim smiled as he pulled her chair out for her, not holding back with his signature charming smile. Claire gave him a grateful smile as she took her seat.
"You know, I try." Claire felt her heart flutter and swallowed the lump that was slowly forming in the back of her throat. Jim straightened out his shirt before taking his seat across from Claire. For a brief instance, the strong smell of Jim's cologne wafted under her nose and tickled her sinuses. The waiter came over and quickly took their orders, and the two of them sat in silence for a moment.
"So…" she started.
"You look wonderful by the way. I'm sorry I didn't say anything earlier," he said. She blushed and looked down.
"Thank you… you look nice as well." There was a silence before Jim spoke.
"So… according to Uhura… this is the question date." Claire raised an eyebrow.
"The question date?" she asked.
"Yeah… it's like twenty questions… but more than twenty questions," he explained. Claire shrugged. It was better than the virgin date.
"Alright… did you want to start?" she asked. He shrugged.
"Uh… alright… birthday?" she chuckled.
"You know this, January 30th. You?" she asked.
"March 22nd," he answered. She paused before her eyes went wide.
"That's like… in four days." He looked confused before shrugging.
"I guess it is. I didn't even realize." She rolled her eyes before she realized it was her turn.
"Uh… where were you born?" she asked, taking a sip of her wine.
"Technically I was born on a shuttle escaping from the Kelvin. You?" he asked.
"I was born in my living room. Apparently my dad couldn't get my mom to the hospital fast enough so she had to give birth to me there." She told him. He nodded.
"So… favorite color?" He asked.
"I don't know… I think it'd have to be white. It's just so… pure. Yours?" she asked. He pondered her question for a moment.
"Well, it used to be red, but I really like the color grey now," he told her, plucking a roll out of the basket sitting between them.
"Oh really? Why the sudden change?" She asked, feeling like she should grab a roll of her own. Jim smiled as he applied a thin layer of butter on his roll.
"I never knew how beautiful and full of life grey could be until I looked into your eyes for the first time," he said, adding a bit of seductiveness to his answer. Claire felt her butter knife slip from between her fingers as her heart seemed to stop.
"Those four are ridiculously drunk!" Rupert called over the roar of the music. Colleen and Ryan had gone from dancing, the dirty dancing, to practically having sex on the dance floor. Rupert was even surprised to see Alex getting into the dirty dancing with Liam. The bartender overheard Rupert's words and walked over to him.
"That's because they're drinking Romulan Ale. You wanted the strongest and I gave it to you. That shit is illegal in half the galaxy," he explained. Rupert looked down at his glass and shrugged.
"Still bloody good shit if you ask me…"
"So… which do you like better? Books or Movies?" Jim asked, finishing his chicken. Claire thought about it as she placed another small piece of salmon in her mouth.
"I like movies, but books were always my favorite. You?" he shrugged.
"I like movies better. But I'm not afraid to admit I've read a few really good books." Claire's eyes lit up at the prospect of possibly finding someone who she could talk about books with.
"What is your favorite book?" she asked. He took a sip of his wine.
"The Great Gatsby, I've probably read that book a trillion times," he said.
"Ah… yeah. It's one of my top ten, though I don't think I could read it over and over again," she commented. He nodded.
"What would be you're number one favorite book?" he asked.
"Crime and Punishment, hands down," she answered without hesitation.
"I've read that. Why is that your favorite book?" he asked. Claire paused to dab at her mouth with her napkin before resuming their conversation.
"It's very complex and I like that. It really takes a look into the way we as humans think and how we respond to guilt. It's hard to explain…" Claire trailed off, taking the opportunity to put another bite of salmon back.
"I understand what you're talking about. Raskolnikov thinks that because of his intelligence, he can commit the perfect crime with a clear and level head, but even he is fooled by his emotions. It's a very complex book with relatable themes." Claire felt her heart speed up as Jim explained his opinion on her favorite book.
"Yeah… that's' a perfect way to explain it." For a moment, Claire and Jim locked eyes and gave each other a simple smile.
"We're gonna… head outta her…" Ryan slurred as he slipped his arms around Colleen's waist, not caring as his hands slowly made their way up her shirt. Colleen giggled and leaned closer to her boyfriend. Rupert merely rolled his eyes.
"Whatever, at least wait until you get to the room till you take off your clothes," he said.
"Okay, by Ruppy!" Colleen called as Ryan attempted to drag her away. They slowly made their way out of the club and Rupert snuck a look to see what position Liam and Alex were in.
"Oh, bloody hell," Rupert muttered. The two men were still dancing, but Liam's hands were practically burying themselves down Alex's pants, and Alex didn't seem to mind.
"Dear lord. Even that Virgin date sounds better than this," he muttered.
"Do you want to dance?" Jim asked. Claire glanced at the dance floor before looking back at him.
"We don't have to, I mean… if you're not big on dancing-" Jim rolled his eyes and stood up, grabbing her hand and pulling her to her feet.
"Just shut up and say yes," he said. She blushed and she was sure her veins were on fire.
"Yes, I'd love to dance," she replied. He smiled and led her to the dance floor, causing a few people to give them a few looks. When they got to the middle, he wrapped an arm around her waist, his hand resting at the small of her back. She let her arm drape over his own, her hand resting near the back of his neck. His hand grabbed a hold of hers, and they slowly began to move to the beat.
"I believe it is your turn," Jim said. She paused in order to think of a question.
"What made you want to join Starfleet?" she asked.
"I didn't, not at first. One night I met Captain Pike, or now it's Admiral Pike. He sort of dared me to join Starfleet, and I'm not one to refuse a challenge." Claire chuckled.
"I didn't think you would be," she said softly. He smiled.
"Everything after that sort of fell into place." Claire nodded and let her eyes get lost in his bright blue. "What about you? Why did you join Starfleet?" Claire thought it over for a good minute before she had an answer.
"I honestly… don't know," she said. He raised an eyebrow.
"You don't know? People usually don't join Starfleet on a whim, there had to be something behind it." She looked down at his shirt and tried to think of her reason.
"I guess… I guess I joined because Ryan did. I didn't want to be left alone at home, but he had to get out of that place as soon as he could, and I didn't want to be left home alone. So I just went with him," she said. He raised an eyebrow.
"What was so bad about your home that you had to leave?" he asked. She looked up and pressed her lips together.
"I… it's a long story. It's something you don't tell your boyfriend on the second date," she said. He gave her a look but didn't push her. They danced in silence for a minute before he spoke.
"What was your first thought when you saw me?" he asked.
"I thought you had to be the most handsome Starfleet captain I've ever seen," she told him. This earned a smile from the Captain as he subconsciously pulled her closer to him. "And you?" she asked.
"Honestly? I thought you were the prettiest blonde in the bar," he said, earning a blush from her.
"Has your opinion changed?" she asked. He chuckled.
"No, I still think you are the prettiest blonde in the bar. There is a lot more to you know though, personality wise." She smiled and nodded, accepting that answer. "You?"
"Well… now that I think about it, Captain Keys from the U.S.S. Fireraider was really cute…" she trailed off and chuckled at the look she earned from Jim.
"Nice…" he said.
"I'm joking. I still think you're the most handsome Starfleet Captain I've ever seen. But there is much more to you than a pretty face," she said.
"Yeah, an extremely awesome body," he told her. She chuckled and sighed, resting her head against his toned chest. She had a sudden overwhelming urge to be close to him, and his arm pulling her closer was the only thing she needed to encourage her. He rested his chin on the top of her head, and savored the smell of berry's and cream that made it's way to his nose.
"Would you like some dessert?" he asked softly. She pulled away and nodded.
"Sure… just a little, I don't think I could eat something big, I'm pretty full from dinner" she said honestly. He nodded and they walked back to the table. Right before she went to sit down Jim spoke.
"So… what's your favorite sex position?" he asked. The question caught her so off guard that she completely missed the chair and fell on her butt. The table shook slightly and a few people turned toward her with shocked faces. Claire felt her cheeks catch fire as she got back up into her chair, ignoring that many pairs of eyes.
"That's a bit much, don't you think?" She whispered through clenched teeth. Jim just smiled.
"I'm sorry, but I just love to see you blush. You look so cute when you're embarrassed. Are you alright?" he said, admiring the way her facial features were accented with the sudden color rushing to her cheeks. If possible, Claire felt her blush increase.
"I'm fine… I just don't think that's an appropriate question to ask on our virgin date." Claire's hands flew to her mouth just as she realized what she just said. Jim raised an eyebrow.
"Our virgin date?" She buried her face in her hands trying to stop him from seeing how red her face was. Jim just reached across and pulled her hands from her face. She tried to ignore the fact that he was laughing. "Don't hide your face, just tell me what a virgin date is…"
"I don't even know what it is. Liam said it was when two people go on a date who really want to have sex with each other but won't for… various reasons," She confessed. He still held her hands in his, and a smile was still on his lips.
"You want to have sex with me?" he asked.
"I…" she trailed off and tried to pull her hands away to hide how red her face was. Jim just continued to laugh.
"If it makes you feel better, I want to have sex with you. I guess that's not much of a secret though…" she shook her head.
"It's way to early.. I mean-"
"I know, I know. Don't worry Claire, we won't have sex tonight. I promise. Unless you want to," he said. She laughed and continued to look down. She secretly wished she didn't pull her hair back so it could hide her face from Jim.
"Oh my God," she muttered. He chuckled and kissed the back of her hand, causing what felt like electricity to flow through her arm.
"Let's just eat dessert," he said. She nodded and picked up a menu.
"Sound's great," she muttered. They were silent for a minute before Jim snort. Claire looked up to see him trying to hold back laughter. "What?"
"Virgin date…" Claire folded her arms angrily as Jim burst out laughing.
"I hate you a little bit right now," she warned him, but Jim just continued laughing.
"I am not walking back with you two," Rupert grumbled as he led Liam and Alex out of the bar. Liam seemed to have calmed down a bit as soon as the music was out of earshot, but it appeared as if Alex was just getting started.
"We're two dunk dues… you're making us woke home alones…?" Liam slurred as Alex wrapped his arms around the shorter man. Liam moaned at the contact and arched his head back to nibble on Alex's ear. Rupert rolled his eyes.
"Bloody hell, can't you two just keep your hands to yourselves for just one minute!" Rupert cried, pulling the two men around. He shoved them both down the hall and closed the door, not wanting to see any more of what they were doing. Liam simply laughed and turned to face Alex.
"We're all alone…" he said, before bursting out into giggles. Alex smiled, but it didn't seem like he was all there.
"That we are…" he answered. Before Alex could say anything else, Liam leaned forward and attacked Alex's mouth with his own. Alex responded almost immediately, and soon found himself pulling the man closer to him. Liam pulled away and smirked.
"My room or yours?" he asked. Alex's head was spinning, and he barely registered what Liam had said.
"Yours?" he asked. Liam simply smirked and attempted to lead the man to his room, but seemed to be falling over himself as he did.
"Oh my God, I can't even walk. HA!" Liam said while bursting out laughing.
"I know, how are we going to make it to your room?" Alex also burst out laughing, and a couple walking by gave them a weird look before practically running off.
"We will do it, I will have you in my bed tonight, whether you like it or not," Liam said. Alex paused before he began to insanely giggle.
"That's called rape," he said, still giggling. Liam laughed but continued to lead him to his room.
"It's not rape if you're moaning," he said, kissing his neck and finding a sweet spot immediately. Alex couldn't help, but let out a moan as Liam's soft lips continued to move against the flesh. Liam ran his eager tongue down Alex's collarbone, pausing as he reached his shirt.
"No fair," Alex moaned in a light headed, airy voice. The stench of alcohol filled Liam's senses as he pushed the button for the door to his room to open. He all , but shoved Alex into his room and tackling him to the bed. Liam's leg could feel the budge in Alex's pants trying to get out, but ignored it as he reached for the bottom of Alex's shirt instead.
"You won't be needing this for what I have planned," he whispered, yanking Alex's skin tight black shirt over his head and tossing it to the side. Alex attempted to remove Liam's shirt, but was having a bit of trouble doing so. Liam noticed and removed it for him.
"Jesus, when did you find time to work out?" Alex asked. Liam chuckled and leaned down, capturing his lips with his own. His own pants began to become extremely tight as he let his tongue slip through Alex's lips. Both their tongues fought for dominance, but Liam eventually won out, being the more experienced one in the situation. Liam pulled away from Alex's lips and began to make of trail of kisses down to his nipple, letting his tongue caresses his sensitive skin. Alex arched his back and Liam smirked.
"I told you I'd get you into my bed," Liam whispered, his kisses traveling farther down his body and stopping right above his pants and licking the skin seductively. Alex moaned and grabbed a handful of Liam's hair, causing Liam to moan as well. Deciding to be a tease, Liam undid the button of Alex's jean's painfully slowly. Alex groaned as Liam allowed his hands to "accidentally" brush past the tent in Alex's pants.
"Would you just take my pants off already?" Alex called out, practically begging for Liam to continued. With a smirk, Liam unzipped Alex's pants and gently pulled them down as to not harm his erection. Alex sighed in relief as the only thing that stood between the two men was Alex's thin black briefs.
"Briefs? I'd always expected you to be more of a boxers kind of guy," Liam said. Alex said nothing as he flipped the two of them over, causing him to be on top.
"I had to wear them with those jeans," he said. Before Liam could answer Alex took off the man pants off and began to kiss him feverishly. Liam simply pressed his hips against Alex's causing Alex to moan. Liam flipped them so he was on top and smirked. He went to take Alex's underwear down, but Alex stopped him.
"Wait, I don't…" he trailed off.
"Don't what?" Liam asked. Alex ran a hand over his face.
"I don't know… how…" he said softly. Liam chuckled and kissed him deeply.
"It's alright, I'll do all the work. You just lay back and moan," Liam said, kissing him and taking his underwear off.
Claire laughed lightly as she and Jim began to walk to her quarters. His hand tightly held hers, and it seemed the closer they got to her apartment, the more Claire was sad to see the night end. Eventually they reached their destination and she opened the door, ignoring Rocky's clawing at his cage.
"I had a great time, even though my butt still hurts a little bit," Claire said.
"I'm glad your virgin date went well," he said. She rolled her eyes.
"It was Liam's words, not mine," she defended. He chuckled as he took a hold of her hand and took a step closer to her.
"I'm glad you had a good time, hopefully we can have another in the near future," he said. She smiled and nodded, her stomach jumping when he leaned down, his lips moving closer toward hers.
"I'd like that, I'd like that a lot." He smiled, and right before his lips met hers, a loud bark echoed through the hall. He jumped and looked past her to see Rocky growling. Claire turned her dog and glared.
"Rocky, be quiet!" she snapped. She turned back to Jim, and he attempted to kiss her once again, only to have Rocky bark at them once again. Jim sighed.
"I don't think he likes me," Jim said. They attempted to kiss once more, and they were met with the same result as before.
"Rocky!" Jim sighed and grabbed her wrist and pulled her outside the room and closed the door. Before she could say anything, he leaned down and captured his lips with hers. Her stomach released the butterflies it had been holding in, and she was sure her skin was on fire. His hand rested on the back of her neck and his fingers lightly played with her hair. While the other rested on her waist. Her own hands found their way to his neck and chest, and she let herself get lost in the kiss. Before either of them could deepen the kiss too much, he pulled away and left a small sensual kiss on her lips. She pouted slightly at his sudden break of the kiss, and he chuckled.
"That's it?" she asked. He laughed and let his hand massage the back of her neck slightly.
"Wouldn't want to give you too much on your virgin date." She gave a frustrated sigh. She knew this was going to haunt her for as long as she dated him.
"Fine, be that way!" She said, with a slight pout. Jim laughed slightly as he leaned down a captured her lips once more. Claire allowed her hands to rest against his chest, feeling his perfectly tone chest muscles against the palms of her hands.
"I really should get going," Jim whispered in-between their kiss, but Claire didn't answer. She merely pulled him closer, silencing any objection. He let both his hands rest at her waist, and moved his lips against hers. His tongue lightly licked her bottom lip and she opened her mouth, granting him permission to deepen the kiss. Her hands moved up and tangled into his hair. He pulled away a bit and took a deep breath.
"Claire, I need to get going," he said. She nodded slightly.
"Yeah," she replied. He kissed her once again and she pressed her body closer to his subconsciously, causing him to groan and pull away. "Sorry," she breathed.
"I should go now. Before I do something we'll regret," he told her. She nodded and pulled away, untangling her fingers from his hair.
"Goodnight Jim," she said, still a little out of breath.
"Goodnight Claire," he replied, kissing her lips quickly before smiling and walking down the hallway. Claire sighed as she leaned back into the doorframe and let her heart rate return back to normal. The effect that man had on her was amazing…
On with the reviews.
SWfangirl21
Raxsah: Yeah, Ryan is a pain in the ass sometimes. Hahahaaa. I know that Jim and Claire were MIA in the first chapter, but I think the Valentines Day chapter made up for it. ;D Alex is that pudding loving jerk you just love. Hahahahaaa. We're glad your love for pudding has been awakened. Good luck with the reviewing!
Jeck: Oliver is always good for the comic relief in the story. I'm glad you love Liam and Alex as much as we do. They're just so easy to write, you know? Lol But yeah, the lack of Jim and Claire in one chapter will be made up throughout the rest of the story. Just keep reviewing. And no offense to you, it's nothing personal. I just think Parallel Days might get to 50 before you.
Lilly Romanov
Jeck: Comparing the Enterprise to a school is easily understood. All the drama and that fun stuff. Just keep reading, it always gets better. :3
Raxsah: Lol, I think we've had a few nights like that. Though we might not have been studying.
Parallel Days
Raxsah: Yeah, though the thought of being surrounded by a ton of guys just wanting you is awesome, it turns you off when one of them is your brother. I'm glad you liked the Kirk and Spock thing. It was hilarious to write. I'm not sure it's much of a secret anymore.
Jeck: Shush! You'll spoil the secret! Lol Writing that last chapter was not an easy thing to do, let me tell you. We were like "What's the worse thing we can add to this?" You know? Lol Keep reviewing, buddy.
Jeck: Another chapter down, still a shit load to post. We should probably get on that…
Raxsah: Yeah, or just make them really freaking long. It's hard to get together when we're constantly working.
Jeck: Yeah, and I'll be moving out to college soon, so it's probably going to get even harder. But we'll continue to post, the time between them will just be getting longer and longer.
Raxsah: Eventually we might just post a fifty page chapter. Man… why did we make such a long story? Hahahahaaaa
Jeck: Because we're awesome? And I tried to cram all of our ideas into this one story?
Raxsah: Lol, next time, let's not do that. Anyway, thanks to all who read, keep reviewing! The more you review the faster we get to 50!
Jeck: And then, 100! Let's go! We can do it! HUZZAH!
Raxsah: LATER!