Ch. 4

By the time they made it back to airport, Hoshi sat, with her arms folded across her chest beside T'Pol and Malcolm sat the same way, beside Trip.

It was a matter of minutes before they would be back of Enterprise and they still hadn't resolved things. Malcolm was worried if they didn't soon, they wouldn't at all.

They all climbed out of the taxi, and Trip paid the driver. Hoshi sighed and shot a look at Malcolm, but looked away quickly. Malcolm glanced at Hoshi as she hefted her suitcase out of the trunk. He looked away quickly as Trip handed him his own. Hoshi didn't wait a minute before heading for the door.

"Ensign!" Malcolm called out, oh get over it! His mind snapped. "Hoshi," he said catching her arm. This was in fact a bad idea because when he did his suitcase slipped out of his hand and clattered to the floor. He leaned over red faced to get it. When he stood back up he saw Hoshi smother a smile. She looked at him with her mouth pressed into a tight line.

"Hoshi," he repeated before she turned and strode through the sliding doors. "Hoshi!" He groaned following after her.

Trip shook his head, oh well. At least he was making an effort.

"Listen to me Hoshi," Malcolm said and Hoshi froze and turned to face him. She was surprised he hadn't stamped his foot. "Damn it," he said, dropping his suitcase, he grabbed Hoshi's face gently with both hands and planted a kiss square on her mouth.

Hoshi's eyes widened, but this time she allowed her self to react. She dropped her suitcase and wrapped her arms around his neck.

T'Pol looked away, trying to hide a ghost of a smile and Trip nudged her happily as the other flyers some of them starfleet crew members turned to stare.

When they finally pulled apart Hoshi smiled and kissed Malcolm's cheek.

"I was never sorry I kissed you," Malcolm whispered, just suddenly becoming aware that they were in fact in a public place.

Hoshi smiled and blushed, brushing her hand across her uniform smoothing out invisible wrinkles. "Neither am I," she said smiling widely. She reached down to grab her suitcase and Malcolm shot a look over his shoulder and looked right at T'Pol.

"How's that for honesty?"

THE END!!! Hurrah! Yay! *Applause.*

Isn't anyone tryin to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Wont you take me by the hand
take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
but I... I'm with you

Exert of lyrics to With You, belong too and are copyrighted to Avril Lavigne 2002 (I believe). No infringement is intended.

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