AN: Christy- that song idea you gave me in the review, 'Halo', is inspired but I'm not going to use it JUST YET. I promise I will though, that was a stroke of genius, but a little too intimate for the pair right now, don't cha think? Enjoy and thanks so much for the reviews everybody! I love you guys!

Bones shifted, his lean frame rising to stand above Chris. He offered her a grim grin. "You may want to find some ear plugs." He warned her with a distinct slur before walking past the still snogging couple to the 'stage' where he grabbed a microphone and punched in his request.

The piano started out the song and Chris closed her eyes. Trust Leo to like Journey. "Just a small town girl, living in a lonely world. She took the midnight train going anywhere." His voice was deep, gruff, laden with his southern drawl, and incredibly sexy. Chris tipped her head back and enjoyed, he was so wrong. And if this was what he sounded like half drunk she wondered what he'd sound like stone cold sober. "Just a city boy, born and raised in south Detroit, he took the midnight train going anywhere. A stranger in a smokey room, a smell of wine and cheap perfume. For a smile they can share the night, it goes on and on and on."

Chris half wished the older Spock hadn't told her about the possibility of her and Spock. Because Leo… Leo was wonderfully sexy. She could love him, if she tried, if she let them go down that road. But it wasn't like Spock… As Amanda had said… what she felt for Spock wasn't something she could have avoided, just delayed.

She was glad no one else was empathic… it would be hard to explain the conflicting emotions. It was hard dealing with them herself… Bones' voice faded and she opened her eyes to clap and whistle, catching his eye and smiling broadly to show her appreciation.

As Bones dropped into the seat beside her Spock leaned slightly over. "You sing quite well, Doctor. There was most defiantly no need for 'ear plugs'." Chris stared at Spock with amazement. He had just… COMPLEMENTED Bones… Was the world ending? "If only you were as adept in other things…" Spock said, trailing off purposefully. She could sense the amusement from her friend and burst out laughing.

Bones spluttered, angry, but Chris set her hand on his arm. "He meant the compliment, Bones, he's just trying to tease you."

Lily's hand brushed Chris' shoulder and she was awash with her younger friend' nervousness and excitement. Chris looked up and the girl smiled. "Wish me luck." She whispered. "I think I'm gunna do it." She walked up to the stage.

Chris grinned. "Go get him girl." She cheered quietly.

"Another declaration of emotion unrequited?" Spock asked softly.

Chris shook her head. "Oh no, not this time. Lily's liked Pavel since the moment she saw him, and I don't blame her one bit. He's adorable. She's just going to let him know she likes him too." The music started up and she laughed. "We all seem to like late 20th and early 21st century music."

Lily took a deep breath, looked Pavel right in the eye and sang. "There's somethin' 'bout the way, the street looks when it's just rained. There's a glow off the pavement, you walk me to the car. And you know I wanna ask you to dance right there, in the middle of the parking lot. Yeah.

"We're driving down the road, I wonder if you know, I'm tryin' so hard not to get caught up now. But you're so cool, run your hands through your hair, absent-mindedly makin' me want you."

Chris felt when Pavel realized the song was for him, and that Lily felt the same. His heart about burst with the extreme joy and affection. She wasn't sure it would last a lifetime, in fact she'd bet it wouldn't, but it was a good first shot at love. They were both good, sweet kids and she knew they'd be good to each other… She sort of wished she could have said the same.

Spock watched as Pavel swept the young woman, Lily, into his arms and kissed her. It was not as intimate as Jim's with Nyota but it was much less awkward than HIS first human kiss. He watched, from the corner of his eye, as Chris smiled at the pair with a smug look in her eye.

"Why did you arrange that for them when you are still single?" He asked her suddenly, not realizing he was curious until he asked.

She shrugged absently. "Dunno, probably because I wasn't sure what I wanted."

"But you know now." He prompted, catching her phrasing.

She nodded as Sulu took the stage. "Yes, now I know. But I can't have it, can't have the man I want." Her eyes looked… sad, wistful.

He wanted to ask who it was, to understand why he was out of her reach, to try and solve the problem to soothe Chris' hurt… But he also felt a great, dark, violent anger toward the unnamed man for a reason he couldn't quite place… or wouldn't. He pushed the thoughts away, focusing on Sulu's not unpleasant voice.

"What is it he is singing?" Spock asked.

"'Be Good To Yourself' by the same band as the song McCoy sang." Chris said.

McCoy leaned back, stretching his arms. "What can I say, Journey is a good band. And the classics never die."

Spock looked down at a nodding Chris. "I do not know what to sing." He confessed to her. She looked up at him, startled.

"You don't?"

"No, unfortunately my knowledge of human music is limited and Vulcan music has little singing. What would you suggest?" He asked softly.

Chris looked annoyed, then puzzled, then contemplative. She sighed. "I can't think of anything for you… what music did Amanda like? Surely she listened to Earth music."

He thought it over, his mother HAD been fond of some Earth songs, he had seen the data disks. However he could not remember any of them… His mind was over taken by a memory from his early childhood, when his father had been away and his Mother had sung him to sleep, not because he was worried and lonely, but because she was. But no… that song would not work, it was defiantly a song sung by a woman.

He wracked his memory, trying desperately to find a memory of Amanda in which she was singing. He opened his eyes. He could think of some but they were songs he did not wish to sing in front of his crew mates. He shook his head very slightly at her questioning gaze.

Sulu stepped down from the stage and everyone looked expectantly at him. He fought a flush. It was quite a different feeling, having them all look at him like that and not having anything for them.

"He's not going to sing for us, he's going to play. So while he runs for his Vulcan Lute I'll sing once more, then we'll do a duet." She stood and walked with him to the door. "You can make a very slight connection from your mind to mine if we touch, skin to skin, right?" He nodded, warily. "Ok, good. I'll feed you the notes of the song as we go then."

He nodded and left, walking swiftly toward his rooms. It wasn't a half bad idea, saved face and allowed him to still participate. He quickly entered his rooms, which were much more comfortably warm that the halls and the rec room, and picked up his treasured instrument. It should not have meant to much to him, were he fully Vulcan it would mean nothing. But… his mother had given it to him. Swiftly he returned to the rec room.

Chris had finished her song and was waiting for him on the stage, a chair waiting for him. He walked right to her and sat, getting himself situated. Chris took the mic in one hand and stood behind him, her fingers brushing against the back of his neck and settling there. He could feel her mind reaching for his, making the buzz much stronger and reading her primary thoughts much, much easier.

'Let's do this.' She said from her mind to his, she felt confidant but excited. He wondered if it was their connection that made her excited. Her mind became sheet music, the notes for the piano accompaniment, he could translate them easily enough.

He picked up the song, plucking easily on the strings. "There's a harvest each Saturday Night at the bars filled with perfume and hitching a ride. A place you can stand for one night and get gone. It's clear this conversation ain't doing a thing 'Cause these boys only listen to me when I sing. And I don't feel like singing tonight, all the same songs." Her voice harmonized beautifully with his lute and he fell further into their connection, as far as it would allow. He was drowning in the deep blue of her contentedness. He'd never realized she liked to sing so much…

"Here in these deep city lights, girl could get lost tonight. I'm finding every reason to be gone, nothing here to hold on to. Could I hold you? The situation's always the same, you've got your wolves and their clothes, whispering Hollywood's name. Stealing gold from the silver they see, but it's not me." Flickers of other emotions, different colors, welled up from the deep of her heart and mind. Pale grey sadness, silver longing, black loneness… He closed his eyes and let Chris and the music take him away for a few short minutes.

"Here in these deep city lights, girl could get lost tonight. I'm finding every reason to be gone, nothing here to hold on to. Could I hold you?" Purple hope washed up over her emotions and he drowned in it. "Calling out somebody save me. I feel like I'm fading away. Am I Gone? Calling out somebody save me, I feel like I'm fading.

"Here in these deep city lights, girl could get lost tonight. I'm finding every reason to be gone, nothing here to hold on to. Could I hold you?" Her voice held the last note in the air with his lute for a long moment before silence filled the small room. Spock opened his eyes as Chris' hand slid from his neck, severing the connection. For half an instant he was lonely in his own mind.

Chris bowed and the room erupted into applause. Chris winked at him. "Obviously they liked it."

"Indeed." He answered, smiling at her with his eyes.

Chris had felt Spock's mind on the fringes of hers, the warm darkness that was not part of her. She didn't want to sever the weak connection between their minds, she wanted him to stay, but she couldn't control her thoughts for much longer. She broke the connection, letting her hand drop, before she thought too much on the delicious heat of Spock's skin under her fingers and the delicate buzz she felt where they touched.

She cursed the older Spock again, wishing he hadn't given her the idea of them together, happy. She'd known for a year that she'd eventually love Spock, but she'd held onto the belief that Spock wouldn't love her in return… The possibility made her head spin and her heartbeat faster.

She smiled down at Spock, as she bowed playfully, trying to keep her voice light and unburdened by her thoughts. She winked at him. "Obviously they liked it." She teased.

"Indeed." He replied, smiling in that way of his, his eyes lightening and dancing slightly. She wondered if it was pathetic that her stomach tied itself into knots at that smile, at the contentedness she knew he felt.

Chris turned to the crowd of their friends, "Well it's past 00 hours and we all should have been in bed ages ago. So scat. I'll see you all in just under six hours." Her friends groaned but began pulling their slightly drunk selves up and wandering away in groups of one and two.

She was very pleased to see Ny and Jim walk out arm in arm, flirting shamelessly. She caught Bone's eye and looked pointedly at the couple, he shook his head, she just grinned. 'How do you do it?' He mouthed to her, she just grinned wider. He waved a dismissive and annoyed hand at her and walked off. She was always surprised at how much the man could drink and still walk a straight line.

Spock caught her attention with a gentle hand on her arm- she realized it was the first time he had deliberately touched her (without her touching him first). Her heart sped up, fluttering like a frikin humming bird. "I shall help you return the equipment." He said smoothly. She realized he hadn't had anything to drink (besides water) all night.

She nodded and picked up the microphones, Spock scooped up the heavy black box like it was nothing- damn Vulcans and their super strength, she thought, trying not to focus on how his arms flexed under his uniform shirt. "Thanks."

She led him to her rooms and let him in, he had never been in them before- she was glad she was generally a tidy person. "Just place them under my desk. I'll deal with them tomorrow." She dropped the microphones atop said desk and looked up at her taller friend.

He was surveying her room, taking in the fact it was quite obviously NOT as it had started out. Instead of the regulation sleeping pallet (seriously uncomfortable, by the way) she had a mess of silk pillows and Bizantine Cotton blankets. Her floor was covered by a similarly styled area rug and instead of chairs and normal tables she had the traditional Japanese low table and floor pillows. Only her desk was regulation standard and it was framed by scrolls and art work on the walls from different planets- one from each planet she'd been to.

"It is above the normal comfortable human temperature." Sock commented.

Chris shrugged. "I'm part Vulcan, remember? I like the heat as much as I like the rain and the cold."

"I see." He replied, looking her over with an odd look in his eyes. She wanted to know what he was feeling but wasn't sure she wanted to intrude on his privacy. "I shall adjourn. Thank you for a pleasant evening, Chris."

She smiled at his retreating back. "Any time Spock, and…" He hesitated in her open door and turned to her, waiting for her to continue. "Thank you for participating. Maybe one day you'll sing for me?"

Her cheeks were green, she could feel the heat on them, but he didn't seem to mind, or even notice. Because in fact the tips of his ears were turning a very pale green as he, too, blushed. "Perhaps, another day." He answered before walking, swiftly, away.

Chris watched him go, both bemused by his reaction and enjoying the way her friend moved… the coiled strength and easy grace. She shook herself and turned away. She didn't want to need a cold shower, or to wear out even MORE batteries…

AN: Ok, I know it was short but I didn't want to post one HUGE chapter. Hope you all liked my solution for Spock's song. I just… I couldn't find a song that said SPOCK that wasn't also too… intimate for them in both the situation (public) and their current relationship (Spock is learning the Denial is not just a river in Egypt ;D ). ANYWAY, I can't promise when the next chapter will be up, though I'm starting it today, because it's actually going to have action and probably be pretty long. So I'm shooting for Saturday.

ALSO I want to let you all know not to feel sorry for Bones and Sulu for being single, I have a plan, which will involve spin off stories. So if you show me the love I'll show my favorite doctor the love too. ;)

And hugs and kisses for all my reviewers, you totally make my day when I read these awesome reviews you keep sending me. So keep it coming, I've decided that reviews get a preview in return. Ciao!