Author: Ster Julie

Same disclaimer as part 1.

Part: 9/9

Spock and Uhura rested comfortably in each other's arms.

"What happened?" Uhura asked sleepily.

"Our shuttle crashed," Spock replied. "I was thrown clear of the wreckage and had to work my way back to you."

Uhura sat up at that.

"No, I was the one thrown clear!" she replied. "I had to cross the canyon on a rope, climb up the mountain, and push through a sirocco to find you.

They looked across the arroyo. There was no shuttle there. They looked behind them. The was no shuttle there either, nor was there any wind. Trees on both sides stood serenely in spite of the fact that they were all stripped of their bark.

"Obviously we are dreaming," Spock stated. Uhura looked at her Vulcan.

"Why do you say that?" she queried. Spock sat up next to Uhura.

"Because I crashed us on a moon," he replied, pulling a leaf from her hair. "There was no planet such as this anywhere near where we were traveling."

Uhura slipped her arms around Spock and looked playfully into his eyes.

"I like these kind of dreams," she purred.

"The kind of dreams that involve struggles and dangerous situations and..."

Uhura squeezed Spock more tightly to silence him.

"No, silly!" she teased. "The ones that involve snuggles and romantic situations." She reached up to kiss him. "The ones where I wake up in your arms."

FIN