"Love is only chemical." He shrugged, looking at the couple and then back to me. His blue eyes, the blue of a human sky, of the colour of the shirt he was wearing, seemed to be able to read me like a book, or like the telepath I was supposed to be. In this moment I felt like he knew every emotion I was feeling, every illicit thought that passed through my head which unsettled me to my very core considering I was too flustered to be able to get a read on him. I felt that my heart had travelled at warp from my side to my throat. "It's not like they can help it." "It's just a biological reaction." I murmured. "Exactly pointy." He shrugged again, turning away from me. It's not like I could help falling in love with the human doctor with the eyes that made everything else look like it was in black and white. After all, it's only chemical. ~ ~ ~ T'ailtlu is very much your average Vulcan and she very much knew how her life was going to go. She very much enjoyed chemical medicine, her job that took her between the Med-bay and the science labs. She was very much content with thriving on logic and she very much didn't mind being thought of as a "Pointy eared hobgoblin". This is why it made no sense for her to fall in love. Especially with the human doctor everyone called "Bones" for some reason. ~ ~ ~ Like the Spock fanfiction love is illogical? Well welcome to the AU! Here I write a more mature version of the story that twelve year old me dreamed up watching the original series and the reboots, this time focusing on my personal obsession Bones and exploring a character I've grown to love and know like the back of my hand in better detail (and grammar).All Rights Reserved