Hello all, and welcome to another chapter of Accidentally in Love. I apologize for the long wait, but my school is having finals, and, well, you know how it is. Study, study, study. Anyways, it's time to reply to reviews.
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Vienna tried not to do much thinking during her shift in Engineering that night, other than focusing on her job. Actually, it wasn't even her shift. She had noticed a tired looking ensign halfway through a twenty-four hour shift when she came to work and told him to go get some rest, and that she would cover for him. This meant Vienna was now working a twenty-four hour shift of her own, but she didn't mind. This just postponed her seeing Pavel. She hadn't seen him since he abruptly dismissed her a few hours ago, but that was fine by her.
Lying to yourself won't help you, a smug voice inside of her head told her. Shut up, Vienna responded. Okay, so she was upset that Pavel was upset. In fact, it was killing her. She wanted to run right up to him and explain that Nyota had this crazy idea that the two liked each other, so she had a fake date arranged between Vienna and Aaron… But she knew she couldn't do that. She couldn't face it anyways. She had never lied to him, and never intended to. No secrets; that was their policy.
Vienna sighed. Maybe she should go talk to Nyota again. After all, she hadn't told her everything that was on her mind. Standing on top of the beam that held the wires she fixed just yesterday and was checking up on, she dusted her hands on her pants and looked around her for the safest way to get herself down. That moment was, ironically, the first time she ever fell (fell, mind you, not jumped) off of the beams. She didn't make a sound as she flew through the air for about a half a second, and the last thing she saw before she blacked out was the beam she was just balancing herself on.
Wow, Vienna thought hazily, her vision swimming in and out of focus, I owe Pavel an apology. He totally called…. Called… it..
Pavel Chekov wasn't doing much sleeping. He had tried everything there was to try to lull his mind to sleep, but he just couldn't do it. Every time his eyes closed, he kept seeing that horribly hurt look on Vienna's face. She was such a sweet and innocent person, not even eighteen yet (his mental countdown told him that she would be officially an adult in exactly 36 hours), not that it mattered. His main plan was to ask her out on her birthday, but now she was going on a date with that Aaron Michaels person.
It wasn't as if Pavel didn't want her to be happy, that wasn't the case at all. He just very selfishly wanted her to be happy with him, maybe even forever. The Russian man turned over on his side. He wish he hadn't have dismissed her the way he did, after all, they were best friends. Not to mention Hikaru. Pavel was rude to him even though he did nothing wrong. Maybe he should call her, apologize. He couldn't call Hikaru just yet, as the man was on the bridge at work.
No, calling her is too cowardly. I can do this in person, he thought, determined. And, once he set his mind to something, he wasn't the type of person to back down from it. "Computer, locate Lieutenant Vienna King."
"No match found." The computer responded, and if Pavel hadn't have known better, he would have thought it was mocking him and his thick Russian accent.
"Computer. Locate Lieutenant Vienna A. King." He enunciated as best as he could.
"Lieutenant Vienna A. King is in Engineering, floor sixteen." The computer replied, and Pavel threw his blankets off of him. Engineering? Vienna told him she was off work for a weekend, as a birthday present from Scotty.
Pulling on a black tank top to cover his bare chest, and grey sweatpants, he ran outside of his room to the nearest elevator shaft. Punching in Engineering, floor 16, he waited impatiently, sprinting in place, ready to run. Something was wrong, he could just feel it. Right when he couldn't wait any longer, the doors hissed open agonizingly slowly, and he ran outside. After a good half a minute of running, he found her.
And she was completely unconscious. Her mouth was open in slight surprise, and her blonde hair was strewn every which way, her gorgeous eyes shut. "Vienna!" He yelled, diving to her side and shaking her shoulder. "Oh, God. Vienna! Wake up!" When her body remained slack, he put his ear to her chest, and was beyond relieved to hear a heartbeat.
Without a second thought, Pavel picked her up and ran his absolute fastest to the Med Bay. Narrowly dodging a few indignant but worried crewmen, he kicked open the doors of the Med Bay to a startled Doctor McCoy. "Doctor, please, you have to help her!" He shouted, not bothering to look at him and talk more before setting her down on an open bed. "IrandowntoEngineeringtofindherbecauseIwantedtoapologizebecauseIwasbeinghorribletoherandIfoundherjustlyingontheground, -"
Doctor McCoy pushed the frightened man aside. "Let me do my job, kid." Pavel could only watch helplessly as he checked for her heartbeat and vitals with a tricorder.
"Well?" Pavel asked, impatient.
"Calm down. She'll be fine. Just unconscious. No signs of a concussion or any broken bones, so that's good. She'll sleep for a few hours and then be just dandy. I recommend you go back and get some sleep. I'll have somebody notify you when she wakes up." Doctor McCoy assured him, being uncharacteristically nice.
Pavel shook his head. "I'm staying right here."
McCoy smirked and shook his head. "Whatever you say, kid. Just don't disturb any of my patients, or I'll kick your ass out of here faster than you can run."
Pavel nodded in agreement, and turned his back on the doctor, covering her in blankets and grabbing a chair next to her. Sitting down, he grabbed her hand. "Allo, krasivyy. I suppose you cannot hear me at the moment, but I will apologize anyway. I shouldn't have snapped at you like I did, I was truthfully just jealous of you and Aaron Michaels. Stupid of me, I know, and if you were awake, you would probably scold me for not letting you live your own life.
"You're almost an adult, after all. I can't, and won't, tell you what to do. If you want to date him, you may. O, Bozhe moy, I sound like I'm giving you permission. Look, you don't need my permission, but if you were looking for it, you have it." Pavel sighed. He wasn't good with words in the first place. "But since you can't hear me, I suppose it doesn't matter. I'm going to stay right here until you wake up, Moya lyubov'. I promise."
And stay he did.
Russian translations! I did the phonetic spellings, if that was alright with you all.
Allo, krasivvy. = Hello, beautiful.
O, Bozhe moy. = Oh, my God.
Moya lyubov' = My love.
Cute, right? Right?
Okay, so maybe I'm mean. Oh well. I hope you enjoyed, lovely fans. I'll try my hardest for a faster update. Tell me what you liked, what you didn't, etc. I appretiate all of you people, even though some of you might be lurkers (don't be ashamed, I was one for almost two years). Even bigger thanks to those who like, favorite and review.
PS: I've decided, my normal wordcount per chapter is going to be 1k. I normally write longer, but I'm only doing it to get you guys new chapters even sooner. Thanks for being so supportive!
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-Les