Author: BonesBird PM
A selection of drabbles written about the crews of the NX-01 and NX-02. Trip/Hoshi are the main featured couple. Third instalment of "I Have A Story To Tell" and "Whispers" collections. Archer/Hernandez chapters transfered to "Of Song and Story"Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Family/Sci-Fi - C. Tucker & H. Sato - Chapters: 10 - Words: 4,424 - Reviews: 25 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 11-27-12 - Published: 08-07-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8403509
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Title: New Horizons
Summary: A selection of drabbles written about the crews of the NX-01 and NX-02. Trip/Hoshi and Erika/Jonathan are the main featured couples. Third instalment of "I Have A Story To Tell" and "Whispers" collections.
Lyrics: The Glory Of Love - Peter Cetera/New Found Glory
So, once I wrote more than 5 Drabbles I decided it was time to start posting my Enterprise drabbles. They are mostly Trip/Hoshi, though there are a few Erika/Jonathan ones too, and probably a few friendship pieces for the other characters as well. Much thanks to DrToilette for the title.
This first Drabble is set during "Observer Effect". It was pretty close to the wire for a 500 word Drabble.
I am the man who will fight for your honour
I'll be the hero that you're dreaming of
Gonna live forever knowing together
That we did it all for the glory of love
She knew that this was bad. She'd known that from the minute they'd got back to Enterprise, and she wanted to try and keep her spirits up. Trip had tried as well, but she knew he was struggling as much as she was. She looked over at him and thought about his name. It had been something she'd always wanted to ask, but never really had the opportunity. "You know, you never explained your nickname?"
"Most of you all just called me Commander" he looked up, pushing himself up from lying on the bunk to be on her level. Even while he was obviously as sick as she felt, he did a better job at looking like he could hold himself up. "You look cold" he held out one of the blankets he'd put on the end of his bunk.
"I am" she suddenly realised, and accepted his offer before thinking again for a second, and taking a sip of the water "I call you Trip when we're not on duty. So come on, what does it mean" he slid onto the bunk next to her, resting his hand on her knee before answering.
"My mom started it, I'm the third Charles Tucker, triple, trip... That was her reasoning anyway" he smiled a little as he shrugged "I never got another reason for it, and I liked it. So I've always used it"
"It suits you" she smiled, looking down at her feet, then back up at him, suddenly afraid of what was going on around them, outside of decon. Wondering how the ship was fairing, how the rest of the crew was adjusting to their predicament. "How long do you think we've been in here?"
"An hour, maybe two"
"Are you afraid?" she almost whispered, he looked at her for a minute with a look she couldn't quite decipher, before he wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her close to him. She felt his heart pounding under the head she laid on his chest, but she felt safe and protected, for one last minute.
"I'm sure the doc can find us a cure" She felt more than heard his words, the vibration through his chest, and the tap of his chin on the top of her head. The two combining to tell her the story of his words. She pulled back just a little, far enough that she could look in his eyes as she asked her next question.
"How can you be so sure?"
"We've been in a worse situation than this. We'll be OK" he smiled that easy, reassuring smile, and pulled her close again. She felt him gently kiss the top of her head, and he rocked her. Making her calm, helping her feel a little better for just a minute.