Pairing: Scotty/Uhura implied
Word Count: 100
Warning
"I wouldna drink that, lass," Scotty slurred as Uhura sat next to him at a new alien bar.
He hiccupped and looked at the green drink plopped in front of her.
"It's drugged, lass. They're doin' that to all the women here," he whispered.
"Thank you, Lt. Commander Scott," Uhura said gratefully, feeling sick as she glared at the drink. Then, she felt his soft hand on her shoulder.
"If there's anna drink you wanna try, give it to me first, yeah?" Uhura's eyes widened at his concern, and she nodded.
Uhura would have never fathomed Scotty as her protector.