The Way to Man's Heart is Through his Stomach | By : Clarissa_Eden Category: S through Z > Star Trek (2009) > Star Trek (2009) Views: 3301 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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"Jim?" "Yes Bones?" The tone of Jim's voice implied that he was highly amused. "What the hell just happened?" Although he was acting calm, Bones was anything but. He had no idea what had just happened. His baby sister had just left with the hobgoblin. He was going to 'show her to her quarters', what the hell did that mean? As they say, chivalry was dead, it had been for centuries." "Well, your nephew was falling asleep. So your sister decided to..." Jim was deliberately attempting to agitate Bones further, which was a lot easier now than it normally was. "I know all that you Jackass!" Bones interrupted his best friend. "I mean the thing with Spock? He... he just left with her... he doesn't go out of his way for anything, yet alone anyone. Seriously, what the hell just happened?" Bones had his elbows on the table and was holding his head up; his eyes were wide with disbelief. It looked as though he were having a mental break down, either that or a stroke. For the umpteenth time that night, a shit eating grin made its way on to Jim's face as he confirmed Bones's fear. "I think he likes her." Jim tried to sound as off handed as he could. He tried to make it sound like they were still in high school and it was nothing more than that. This of course was not the case, and Jim wanted to rub as much salt in the wound as possible. He wasn't being overly cruel, and he had to get his kicks somewhere. "I don't care, he can cut it out. I'm not having that... that... Vulcan attempt to go after my baby sister. It's not going to happen, not over my dead body." Bones ranted to his best friend, who immediately burst out into side splitting laughter. "And what the hell is so damn funny?" Wiping a tear from his eye, Jim managed to compose himself. "You've already given him permission to go after her if he wants." "I have not!" Bones was yelling again. "I would never do that!" A chuckle escaped before Jim could stop it. "Yes you would, you have, and I quote 'Jim you meet a pretty girl and you're interested for a while, but as soon as you get what you want, you drop her. I will not have you do that to my baby sister, hell I'd rather see Spock pursue her than you'. Without even realising it, you did, without a doubt, give our dear Spock permission to pursue your little sister, and there nothing you can do about it. I'm not so much of a bad choice now am I?" A look of absolute horror crossed Bones's face. Jim was right. He knew something like this was gonna turn 'round and bite him in the ass. Letting himself fall forwards, McCoy's face came into contact with the table with an audible thump. "Well fuck." "Hey look on the bright side, he could've taken it one further and offered to carry Caleb. You know what he's like about touching." "I really hate you sometimes." Laughing, still, Jim rose to his feet. "I'm gonna turn in to, and I wanna see how far this thing with Spocky boy goes. 'Night Bones." And with that Jim clapped Bones on the shoulder and swaggered out of the mess. Bones was left there to stew in his misery. His self inflicted misery.
***In the Hall way*** "Thank you Commander Spock." Spock glanced at the woman walking beside him. Raising his eyebrow in her general direction he questioned, "For what reason are you thanking me, Miss McCoy." "As I've already insisted, please, call me Elizabeth. And I want to thank you for taking the time to show me where our quarters are. This is an exceptionally large ship, and until I get my bearings I'll constantly be getting lost." "If that is the case, Elizabeth, then I also must insist upon you addressing me as just Spock. And it is my pleasure to show you where your quarters are. As First Officer it is my duty to make sure that everyone on board, crew or not, are sufficiently cared for." If Elizabeth didn't know better, she would have thought that Spock was flirting with her; but Vulcan's didn't flirt. Did they? She was beginning to doubt herself however, she had been on plenty of Starships in her time, and never has the First Officer taken the time to speak to her, yet alone personally escort her to her quarters. "Okay then Spock. I have a question for you." "Proceed Elizabeth." Attempting to hide a small smile, she put on a serious face. "Why didn't you drink the hot chocolate I made? You where the only one who didn't try it." "My experience with the substance known as chocolate has been less that positive in the past." Elizabeth had a feeling that would be his answer, she continued to play along. "Ah, you mean the fact that chocolate to Vulcan's has a similar effect to that of alcohol with humans?" "You are correct." "Then explain this to me Spock. Why in a month of Sundays would I give my son, who as I'm sure you've noticed, is part Vulcan, a substance that would have a damning effect upon his body and mind?" She had meant to throw Spock's sense of reasoning out of the window. He paused; he didn't know how to respond to that statement. Taking his silence as confirmation that she had well and truly pulled the rug out from under his feet, she continued. "The mixture I give to Caleb has been designed by me to have the same taste and texture of hot chocolate, but it does not contain any form of cocoa bean. I would not purposefully make my four year old son drunk. I can assure you of that." She was smiling at him again. Spock found himself curious as to how she could smile so much with ease, she never seemed to stop unless she was having a heated argument. "So, next time I make hot chocolate, I expect you to drink it Mr Spock. Even Vulcans should be able to experience the wonder that is chocolate without the fear of losing that control you all hold so dear." "That would be agreeable." He responded coming to a halt outside of her and Caleb's quarters. "This is where I will take my leave. Goodnight Miss Elizabeth, sleep well." Spock turned on his heels and returned up the corridor from the direction they had come. Elizabeth stared at the departing Vulcan's back as he walked away from her. Before she could stop herself she called out, "Goodnight Mr Spock."
The Vulcan paused and turned his head to her over his shoulder in acknowledgement before resuming his way down the corridor. Elizabeth couldn't be sure, but she could have sworn that she saw a small smile grace Spock's face before he took a turn down another passageway. Smiling to herself as she passed through the doors into her quarters, she had a strong feeling that she was going to enjoy her time here on the Enterprise.
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