Star Trek// Spock x OC -> I'm ready

24//sleepyhead

Novas POV

I heard my alarm ring, my eyes wide open. I couldn't sleep a wink. I wonder if Spock is going through the same, I frown to myself. I hope not. He needs his rest. I can last a few days without it. My mind goes to yesterday, what I said to him. Well maybe not technically to him but still. I feel my face warm. I basically told Spock I wanted to be more intimate with him and have our relationship more official and public. But perhaps he didn't catch that. I want to talk to him about it but it seems difficult to approach the subject with work and everything. When will we find the time? This feeling we've been feeling. This unspoken tension, this burning, it can only be what Spock was saying before. I admire him, I adore him, I desire him, and I feel that with such passion. But I feel hesitance from Spock, which makes me hesitant to do or say anything. I want to respect him and his space, I also don't want to rush things. I also can't assume what he wants, I need to ask and be more clear about how I feel.

I sigh to myself. I'm sure we'll figure it out eventually. For now I need to get ready for work.

It was still quite early on the ship. Security is always the first to get up in order to do drills in the halls. I stretch before getting ready for my day.

I put my now quite long hair up in a ponytail. I'm not used to my hair being passed my shoulders.

I make my way to the training area to meet up with my officers.

Spock's POV

I sit on my floor, meditating. I had attempted to sleep but with no success. This was the next logical step to rest my body and mind in some way. I sigh to myself. Hopefully Nova was more successful than I.

After awhile I look at the time. Nova would be heading out by now, it is still quite early. My alarm hasn't rung yet. I go back to my meditation. Although my mind was completely distracted now, I couldn't help but to think of her; but I find she is not a bad thing to dwell upon. I think back to her words. What one would say to their lover or soulmate in there culture. The way she looked at me afterwards; as if she was confessing.

"I feel the same." I say aloud. The realization hits me suddenly. I jump as my alarm rings out, I must start getting ready.

Third POV

Spock and Nova work throughout the day. Nova struggles to train her troops due to her leg and also lack of focus.

Spock is the same, extremely distracted. The lack of sleep also didn't help. There was one saving grace, they do have lunch together. Spock had barely managed to do that, they were so booked with responsibilities.

They try to mask it through out the day, shaking themselves out of there own thoughts. They could only hope nobody noticed.

"Ok troops, I'm having lunch. You all better be sweating planets by the time I get back!" Nova yells at them.

"Yes ma'am!!" Her team responded back, happy to have her back. She smiles at them before walking out, once out of sight Nova leans heavily against the wall. She sighs deeply while looking down at her leg, in more pain than she anticipated.

'I can make it in time.' Nova thinks to herself, she starts walking again, trying her best to ignore the pain in her leg. She laughs to herself, the dinning hall never seemed so far away.

Meanwhile Spock was already there, looking for Nova. He didn't even bother getting food, he wanted to confess to Nova just like she did. He doesn't see her. He knew then something was wrong. He goes on his PADD looking for her location. She was close but stopped. Spock moves quickly. A few minutes later he finds Nova leaning against the hall railings breathing heavily.