Seleya: Boldly Go #atozchallenge Day Nineteen

A to Z – the final blogging frontier…

Captain’s Log: April 22, 2016

These are the fan fiction voyages of the starship Enterprise (NX-01),  the first Warp Five capable Terran craft. Humans are now able to explore strange new worlds, seek out new life and new civilizations, to boldly go….

I don’t own Enterprise or her crew. No monetary profit is gained from these stories. I just want to share my passion for these characters and their world.

Still using the timeline as it exists. This story takes place a few weeks after Season Four, Episode 3, Home”. Spoilers for that. Approximate time, late February to early March, 2154.

T‘Pol has been maneuvered into formalizing the marriage arranged for her when she was a child. She was subsequently plunged into a desperate need for Trip that led to a serious trellium-D overdose, and a frantic flight to her t’hy’la, and even more frantic mating. She wakes to find herself alone, knowing she’s hurt Trip, and, in the aftereffects of the trellium binge, she retreats to Mount Seleya.

For much more of this story (rated M and NSFW!), click the title!


Mother, I’m bereft.”

Those were the last words she’d said, before she came here. Since, she hadn’t spoken. There was no need, at Seleya, and T’Pol could neither think of any words to say, nor rouse herself to interact with others.

And she was still bereft.

She had lost, if not everything, then certainly all that truly held value to her.

She had lost Trip. She’d awakened into the aftereffects of trellium overdose – how many doses, and for how long? – to a bed empty of her lover, her t’hy’la. He’d promised that they would mate again – and again and again, she had hoped – after they slept…but he was gone.

What had she done to him, to make him leave?

But she didn’t need to ask. Her mother, as ever, had been succint and thorough. T’Pol had no reason to doubt T’Les. Even if she had, Koss had been waiting with her when T’Pol staggered naked into the living area, following Trip’s scent and her own endless need for him.

She had little memory of the events, other than those that felt like dream, or nightmare. Even now, nearly a week later, she could feel the lingering effects of the neurotoxin, feel her emotions surging within her, relentless and uncontrolled, although she was past the compulsion to act upon them. She had certainly further damaged her synaptic pathways…

But that meant little. Life meant nothing. She had lost Trip. She had coerced him to sexual activity. Koss had brought her to her t’hy’la – there’d been grave danger for him, in being so near her. He had sanctioned what occurred, likely because there was no logical alternative. Her need for Trip had consumed her, leaving no space for anything else. Left alone with the man who was now her husband, she likely would have killed him.

But these were things Trip couldn’t know. Would they make a difference to him, if he did? Human marriages were different. There was less emphasis on the societal foundations of pairbonding, and his species didn’t have the immutable need of pon farr’s madness and the instability it caused.

For him, marriage was a thing of emotions and sexual fidelity.

The only emotions T’Pol felt for Koss were aversion and helplessness. She wished him no ill, now, but she couldn’t imagine returning to his home to live, or even visit. She couldn’t pass the time of mating with him, bear his child, be his wife.

And yet she was his wife, by her own choice.

She stared up at the stars, in the direction that led to Earth, and to the only man she had ever wanted, until the tears made all the lights blend into one blur that pulsed in time with her pain.

Bereft, T’Pol stood upon the Forge, and cried, her tears falling upon her native sands.


For an added treat, visit other blogs on the #atozchallenge roster. There is a huge diversity to choose from, and I think that’s something T’Pol would find most agreeable, indeed.


  1. You do know that one of these days you have to tell me the ending for Trip and T’Pol because if I don’t know it, I’ll be sad. I always like to know the end before I begin with the beginning.

    Visiting from the A to Z Blog Challenge.

    Patricia @ EverythingMustChange

    • Ah…the ending.

      Depends on whether one accepts the final episode as the end. If so, we jump 6 years into the future, and TnT aren’t together, and haven’t been, and we’re never told why or even what happened to their bond, and then Other Awful Things happen, and that’s it.

      Utterly unsatisfactory, from my perspective!

      I like to go from the end of the penultimate episode, where Trip and T’Pol are sitting on her bed trying to absorb baby Elizabeth’s existence and death, and T’Pol takes Trip’s hand.

      I think they would be together, from that point. I think they would realize that they need each other to get through this, and that this bond is something they can hold onto and use for healing together.

      My story goes considerably further than six years into the future, but it’s going to take a long time to get it all written, revised, and posted…

      I consider that a labor of love, though, so I don’t mind. ❤

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