Star Trek - Thy'la (Spock x OC)

Chapter 11 - Mirror Mirror on the wall

Edited: October 25th, 2024

Grumbling softly to myself as I move around. Trying to escape the heat in my sleep induced state, only to wake up when I feel sweat drip down my face.. Wait a second.. This isn't my body pillow? Squeezing the thing below me softly, my brows furrow. Skin..? But.. Opening my eyes in alarm, I look at who I am laying on... Realizing that I'm laying across Spock's naked chest. 

My face turns a bright red as I untangle my limbs from his. Trying my best not to wake him. Only to hear a change in his breathing pattern when my hand drags across his chest. "Good morning Alex. I hope you slept well?"

"Y-yeah. I slept great, how about you? Were you comfortable? I know that your room runs a lot hotter than mine, I'm sorry if it was too cold in here-"

"My temperature is nominal at the moment, Your body and the blankets allowed me additional warmth during the night. I now understand why humans wish to 'cuddle' so often. It is quite a pleasant experience. However.. Why is there a box on your desk? I did not see that last night when I entered." Spock looks past me to my drawing desk, concern overflowing his stone cold façade. Turning my head I see a cardboard box... Just sitting there... My door was locked so there's no way someone could of came in.. well except Jim and Bones.. so who the hell left that there..

"I'm.. not sure..." Spock releases me from his grip before sliding off the bed. Standing up, he walks over to my desk to better inspect the mysterious package.

Looking at him I admire his body.. but mostly his ass.. Damn.. Man's gotta nice ass. "Pink and Black paper... Curious, there is a note.. it reads 'Im sorry, please forgive me' with a drawing of a frowning face." Spock looks over to me, his brow arched in his signature way.

"Wait.. could it be the thing that brought me here? That fucked with us? Open it please-" Slightly alarmed that whom I hope is Q would send me an apology gift.. That being of utter chaos wants to apologize? After claiming to be my father and having an old god try and kill Spock?? Fat fucking chance!

"That is unwise. For we do not know it's content-" The lid of the gift box bursts open... After a moment of tense silence. A fluffy black and white head pops out, a cats face stares at me. One of its eyes slightly askew.

"...L-Lucifer?" My eyes widen as a smile grows on my face. "Baby it's you!" Tossing my comforter off my body I jump out of bed trying to rush over. Only to be stopped by Spock wrapping an arm around me. Stopping me from approach my cat.

"Wait a moment. We must assess if this creature is a threat-" A piece of paper appears out of thin air with a shimmer. Floating down it lands on my table beside the box in front of us. "What is... 'Keep out of it.. you long eared hooligan..?' he is listening to us-" Spock looks around in alarm.

Spock places his hand on the small of my back, staring at the cat apprehensively. Pushing past him lightly I walk over to what I assume is my cat. Picking him up I look him over, making sure that he still has the same scars. "He is definitely my Lucifer.. He has a scar on his ear from when he was attacked by my neighbor's dog." Lucifer begins to purr loudly in my arms, bonking his head against my breast for attention... Like he always does, this has to be him. Or a very thorough copy..

Spock stares at the feline, walking over to his folded clothes. Grabbing them from my chair he begins to dress himself. "I wish for you to take the feline to Dr. McCoy. I believe it would be beneficial to have testing done on the animal. To make sure it is as it seems. I do not want this entity to harm you.. I ask that you replicate a cage for it as well." Rolling my eyes at Spock I continue to pet my cat. Ain't nobody hurting my baby.. But.. Spock does have a valid point..