Together {Star Trek Enterprise Fan Fiction}

Let Me Call You Sweetheart

"Ohh. Now that was worth the wait."

"Sorry I teased you earlier."

Kick Kick.

"It's all right. I've been teased before," he said.

"Well, I just don't want to be cruel of course."

"You could never be cruel," he said, "The simultaneous, uh, thing. When we're all told the facts of life, I don't imagine anyone's actually told the mechanics of that."

"Probably not," she allowed, "Even the number makes me laugh."

"Me too, a little. I am forty-six years old and I still chuckle a bit when I hear it."

"Does it ever end up as a part of coordinates or anything?"

"Absolutely. And I'll be sitting there at Tactical and minding my own business. The Captain will oh so officially state we're going to some system or another and there's that number, right in the midst of the coordinates. Hoshi blushes, Travis smiles to himself a little and I think T'Pol wonders what the devil it is we're all so amused by," Malcolm said.

"It is fun, though," Lili said, "We should have some sort of a name for it," Not doing math. That was what she and Doug called the act. It didn't seem right to use the same terminology.

"Hmm. How 'bout a great number?"

"Huh?"

"Yes. I have met a great number of Vulcans in my life. I enjoy a great number of books."

"I've cooked a great number of meals," she replied, smiling.

"Yes, precisely. Maybe don't tell me how many involved sausage, all right?"

"Long as you don't tell me about how many of yours involved oysters."

=/\= 

"Let's dance again," she suggested.

"Dance? I thought that you said that was a bad idea, Hoshi."

"Well, maybe I've changed my mind," she said, getting up. She held out her arms.

"'Course if we dance it might turn into something else."

"I am kinda counting on that, Tripp."

"Oh. Well, ahem," he began again.

 "Longing for you all the while, More and more;