Reversal {Star Trek Enterprise Mirror Universe fan fiction}

It's Too Late Now

"I, um, are you sure?" Doug asked. "Because if anything was going to make me hopelessly ugly to you, it was, it was my, my track record."

"Doug,” she said, taking his face in her hands. "You will never be hopelessly ugly to me. Don't ever forget that." her face had flashes of almost anger.

"I, um," he was nonplussed. "It may be a lot for you to forgive, is all I'm saying."

"It's like the number of guys I was with before I met you. You may not love the number, but it's in the past and it cannot be changed now. What's more important is how we move ahead, together." She leaned in closer and kissed him.

He put his hand on her back and drew her close. This kiss, it was somehow sweeter than all the others, and he didn't want it to stop. Finally they broke apart. "So, er, how many have there been before me? Uh, you don't have to answer that if you don't wanna."

"No, it's okay." she smiled. "You are lucky number thirteen."

"Yes, I am very lucky,” he said, fingers fiddling with the end of one of her sleeves.

"Let's, can we walk some more?"

"Wherever you wanna go. Uh, where is this place?"

"It's New Hampshire. Over there, see that peak? That's Mount Monadnock. This isn't too far from where the New England Red Sox have one of their parks."

"The who?"

"Do you, do you have baseball on your side of the pond?" she asked.

"Sure we do. Five bases, twelve guys on a team and a lotta fights."

"Uh, you mean four bases, nine guys on a team and, uh, only a few fights sometimes." she smiled. "What do you do for fun?"

"Fun? Huh, well, aside from the obvious," he looked at her meaningfully, "I go hunting. Fish sometimes. I do like sports, play rugby sometimes, but it's hard to get a team together. You?"

"I guess I'm more of a homebody than my job would indicate. I like land. Working it, building on it. I like to fish, too, but a part of that is just being on a boat."

"I mainly fish from piers."

"You should try boats some time."

"I should try a lot of things, I think,” he said, “Lili, can I ask you, how do you, um, assuming anything could work and I could be there with you, how would it all work?"

"You mean the crossing over process?"

"No, not that. I mean after."

"Well, they always need good Tactical guys, so you should be able to work with no trouble."

"Would we live together?" he asked.

"I, uh, would you like that?"

"I think so. I mean, I know this hasn't been a lot of time at all. It's just ...." his voice trailed off.

=/\=

"Commander, communications just cut out." MacKenzie said to T'Pol.

"To the planet, or all communications?" she asked.

"Looks like we can talk to any of the planets. And to any ships in the area. But nothing outside the system."

"How very interesting. And perhaps an indication of how welcoming our hosts are. I'll alert the Captain."