10// Whats the use

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Novas POV

I could feel Spock's eyes on me as I worked. I would occasionally look over, his posture was perfect. He held in one hand the PADD and the other rests underneath the desk. He glances at me, running his eyes up and down in my direction. This feeling grows in my chest even more. So warm and welcoming. I look to him, us now maintaining eye contact for awhile. My heart beats quickly in my chest. Before I could tell my legs to stop I start walking over to him.

"Spock." I mutter, his gaze remains on me.

"Ms.Wild." He replies back.

"I'm almost done over here, is there anything you have to notify me of?" I come up with at the spot.

"Not at the moment no, I'll be sure to notify you if I do." Spock says plainly. His eyes pierce through mine, looking for something.

"Ok then, how's the reading?" I ask acting oblivious to his staring.

"Fascinating." Spock mutters. I nod my head before going back to work. I finish the job but find myself acting as if I hadn't. I wanted to stay a little bit longer. What if Spock is my? No it can't be. A loud bang is sounded, I look down and found I had dropped my tool. I shake my head before packing up my tools and leaving without another word.

The rest of the week I spent working, I realized my schedule was never changed. Again I would only see Spock in passing. And when I did I found myself looking away. Spock would do the same. At times I wonder if we feel the same way.

"Widen your stance Lieutenant." I say walking around as my team trains. I observe them, trying to get my mind off of things. Although I do wonder, what's the use of avoiding this reality. If Spock is who I think he it to me, he could never know. It's best if I just stay as far as possible.

"Chief?" I whip my head around to see McCoy.

"Hello doctor!! I am glad to see you." I squeeze McCoy for taking me out my thoughts.

"You sick or something?" He says jokingly.

"It's something I can't discuss. What do you need from me doctor?" Bones blinks awkwardly at my words before coughing.

"Well, I need to draw blood from you considering we don't have a type that would best suit you." He says. I nodded before smiling.

"Keep training without me. When I'm back we'll go over some more protocols." I say to my team.

"Yes ma'am." They all say in synced.

Bones and I walk out together, making our way to medical.

"You really got 'em in line hm?" Bones says with a slight smirk. I nod to him, not as cheerful as I usually am. He sighs to himself. "I don't know you to well but I'd like to Nova, if there's anything you need help with I would speak to ya." I sigh at his words, considering them. I laugh at his words, the grumpy cat of the enterprise is pretty nice.

"How are you and Tiva doing?" He pauses in his tracks.

"Is it that obvious?" He asks, I smile and nod. "Ahh she's makin me soft, I'll tell ya that Tiva has a hold on me." Bones expresses freely. This surprised me. I hear all about him being stony and cold, but here he is gushing over Tiva. "Now I'm only sharing this with ya because I know you two are friends, I was hoping you could help me out." Bones looks away bashfully. Before he continues walking, I catch up to him.

"Aww look at Dr. Grumpy." I cooed. He rolls his eyes.

"Whatever." He grumbles.

"I'll help you if you help me, I have a very specific issue." I mutter. Bones looks at me expectingly. "You are friends with Commander Spock, I must request your help as well with a very delicate matter. And no means is this easily explained but I believe Spock and I may have something called a bond." Bones looks at me puzzled.

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