“You Might Not Believe This”: Boldly Go #atozchallenge Day Twenty – Five

A to Z  – the final blogging frontier…

Captain’s Log: April 29, 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, shortly after my previous story, Xenophobia Wasn’t Logical. Spoilers for “Home”. Approximate time, mid March, 2154.

Trip, drunk and all alone in the Everglades, tries to record a letter to the Cap’n, but memories of T’Pol intrude.To read the complete story-in-progress, now twelve chapters, click the story title. Warning; the story earns its Mature rating; NSFW.

This story is rated R for alcohol and sexual references.

“You Might Not Believe It”

Cap’n –

Not sure how to say this – hell, I haven’t been sober since – well, since it happened. Maybe I won’t be able to talk at all.

Since what happened? Yeah, I can hear you askin’.

Since she ripped my heart out, shredded it, and let my red human blood spill all over those damned sands of hers, that’s what.

You know me an’ desert worlds. Shoulda never let you talk me into goin’ with her. Thought it was about perfect – you wantin’ me to take care of her, help her – the perfect excuse to be alone together.

Well, I took care of her, all right- neither one of us wore a damned stitch of clothing, once I got my tour of engineering. She said we’d been on the damned planet for six hours before we came up for air enough to get dressed and disembark – she’d know, I guess, with that damned computer brain of hers. Probably assessed and rated my performance every time we ‘had sexual relations’ – yeah, that’s exactly how she puts it. Makes it sound real damned romantic, doesn’t it? Like we’re two computer systems interfacin’, or something, with no passion at all….

But it’s not like that, Cap’n. You might not believe it, but she’s the most passionate woman I’ve ever met, let alone made love with. She turned my life and my opinion of what Vulcans are on its ear- she walked right into my soul and set up camp there.

Thing is, I love her. Not just a little – with everything I am. Know how I took you to that jazz club you hated, told you I met the most beautiful woman in the universe there, only I didn’t exactly meet her?

Well – surprise, surprise – it was her. Betcha didn’t see that one comin’ did ya? Yup – me an’ T’Pol – we shared something that night, somethin’ I don’t even pretend to understand – but there’s no mistakin’ what it did to me.

How the hell stupid am I, to think it did somethin’ to her, too? Shoulda listened when she told me that she was just ‘exploring human sexuality’. Shoulda known it was too good, and a helluva lot too illogical, to last. She got what she wanted, whatever the hell that was, and now – well, now she’s married to him – and where the hell does that leave me?

Out here in the Glades, all alone, wishin’ I could scratch her itchy back – did you know her back itches, constantly, that she sits there on the Bridge all day, repressin’ it – that and bein’ chilly, cause we keep things about 25 degrees cooler than what’s room temperature, to her? No, betcha she never said a word – doesn’t want anyone to know she’s uncomfortable

Can almost feel her fingers on me – oh damn, those fingers. There’s another one you wouldn’t believe. Helluva sexy woman, and I’ve seen you lookin’ – you, and Malcolm, and even Travis – god knows, I loved gettin’ all tangled up with that body, in that body- but you’re all missing the sexiest part of her, right there in the open on the ends of her hands. Do you have any idea how sensitive those fingers are? How much she feels through them? What I can do to her – aww, hell – just by touching them? What she can do to me with them?

Do ya know why Vulcans don’t wanna shake hands with us, Cap’n? Why they use a numbing agent on their fingertips if they think they might have to touch us?

Well, I do. And I understand.…damn, if only her fingers were here now –

Oh, hell. Sorry about that – guess you can tell I kinda forgot what I was doin’ here- well, I’m not sending ANYONE this letter- gonna try ta either sleep it off or, better yet, get drunk all over again…


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.


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