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WIPpet Wednesday: Intense Reaction


Welcome to WIPpet Wednesday, a weekly blog hop which encourages writers to move WIPs (works-in-progress) to publication by posting excerpts related to the date. It is hosted by the lovely K.L. Schwengel, maven of bad boys, stock dogs, and flying monkeys (and who has placed the word “sardonic” in this snippet, because she reached her first 10K word goal! Way to go, Kathi, and it fit perfectly!).

I’m sharing a story from The IDIC Romance, my Story A Day May Challenge project. This is a Star Trek: Enterprise fan fiction, exploring the interspecies relationship of T’Pol and Trip.

This is the sixteenth installment of Story #4, “Tigress T’Pol” . The prompt was to write a story of exactly 2000 words. An additional guest prompt from Heidi Durrow invited us to explore passion in this story.

So, two weeks ago, I posted about this story disappearing without a trace from Scrivener and Dropbox, and my intention to rebuild it from the existing blogposts.

The process is moving along – and the story is growing! This little 2K mini-gem is now nearly 8K long, and I haven’t gotten to the end (again) yet…

It’s almost long enough to qualify for novelette territory… by my guess, it’ll be at least 10K when all is said and done…and it’s a far better story than what I originally wrote, too. I’m kinda glad it went poof, actually…

And here’s the funny thing. All this amazing dancing between our two brave and tempting explorers happens in a tiny little bit of the original episode, between scenes. I always knew something had to have gone on between these two in that cell, but I’ll admit that I’m more than a little surprised at all they’ve gotten up to. This might possibly be the best use of an unexplained incarceration, ever…

Locked in a tiny room? No communicators?

No problem – they’ve got each other, after all…

Disclaimer: T’Pol, Trip, and all the rest of Star Trek are property of CBS/Paramount; no copyright infringement intended. I just want to play with them, and I’m careful!

WIPpet Math:

  • Today is October 15, 2014.
  • Slightly convoluted Tricky math: 10+15 (month+day)=25
  • Add 3 as a pre-Halloween treat (it’s my favorite number).
  • 28 sentences total, this week,

This story is an add-on scene for the pilot episode: “Broken Bow Part 1”. Ive done my best to extrapolate without violating series canon.This snippet follows immediately after last week’s WIPpet, Aftershock. Trip and T’Pol are one incendiary pair – but will they ignite again, or find some way to dampen the fires?

Maybe not this kind of intense reaction – but who can resist Vulcan zombies?!

Her cirtrus-smoke scent blanketed me, and she made a tiny sound as she quivered – if I’d forgotten how fast things could spiral out of control between us, I was about to get a reminder. My hips jolted up again, and T’Pol’s corkscrewed down to meet them, We both groaned, together. Her eyes were wide, and she was shaking, her body tight with strain -was she fighting herself again? I couldn’t take much more of this, either –

Lizzie, Lizzie, Lizzie,” I whispered to myself, to get my mind off the heat and friction and beautiful Vulcan, and rolled to the side. T’Pol wasn’t as light as she looked, but she didn’t resist me. She swung her top leg off, which put a little space between us. I thanked my sister, silently – no, I wasn’t going to think about why T’Pol reminded me of little-girl Lizzie, but only when we were all over each other – what the hell was wrong with me, anyway? No, not now – not till we were out of this. Right now, T’Pol was the important thing –

“Those bastards hit you hard enough to cause a concussion, T’Pol – and I think you’ve got a doozy.”

“I’m not concussed, Trip.” Her voice was still softly husky. She tensed the muscles in the leg that was still under mine, and I rolled back to let her pull it free. She made a smooth, dancelike move, and ended sitting, straight backed and cross-legged, facing me.

I sat up, although not nearly as gracefully as she had. “How can you be so sure? I mean, if you don’t know what – well, all this – is about -“

“Vulcan physiology differs from yours; it would take a considerably more powerful blow to cause a brain injury, even a minor one.” She sounded pretty damned sure of herself, even though her hair was mussed, her jacket dragged down over one shoulder, and she was still quivering enough that I could see it – damn damn damn!

“Then this is something else.” There! That would show her that I could be logical, too, if I wanted to – even if I was surprised as hell that I was able to think at all, under the circumstances.

“Yes.” T’Pol’s voice was sardonic, now, and she dropped her gaze off to the side the way she did when she was uncomfortable. “You seem to elicit certain – instinctive responses – within me.” She met my eyes, and hers looked troubled and open – I wanted to fall into them again, but then she shifted her focus back to the side,and her voice was barely a whisper. “I was unprepared for such an intense reaction. In future, I’ll – restrain myself.”

Maybe not quite this intense…

Now just what does she mean by that?! And how will Trip respond? Is T’Pol as uninjured as she says she is? Can we stop fanning ourselves now? Where is that Klingon, or the rest of the landing party, or even the Suliban who put TnT here?

You guessed it – you can watch the episode, or come back next week for another WIPpet snippet!

These posts are the seeds of a project I’ll be expanding in 2015, so your input is always valuable. No need to feel shy; I’m a friendly sort, and will keep my phase pistol on stun… for the most part. 😉


Ahhh. THIS one!

Bonus Intense reactions!


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24 thoughts on “WIPpet Wednesday: Intense Reaction

  1. Ha ha!! Perfect! And this “That would show her that I could be logical, too, if I wanted to – even if I was surprised as hell that I was able to think at all” Oh, Trip, you are certainly a laugh a minute. I’m still waiting to find out why T’Pol makes him think of his sister. At least, I think I want to know. I’m not entirely sure there. 🙂

    1. I promise you, the sister thing isn’t as creepy as either you or Trip are thinking. Really!…

      I love the way Trip sees life. And that he thinks, “Then this is something else” proves he’s logical!

      Of course, I know that T’Pol has just barely STARTED working her oh-so-logical wiles on this poor Florida boy….

  2. Another HOT installment, Shan, great work!

    I’m glad to hear that the case of the disappearing file is turning out to have a positive side for you. These days, I almost always use the method for the second draft of literally rewriting from scratch, with a print-out of the first draft at my side. Rewriting from your blog posts might have the similar effect of freeing you from the words that are already there. At least that’s my experience, and it’s why I do it that way. Good luck!

    1. I’m actually happy that it happened this way. I’ve got so much a better sense of these two than in the previous draft, from all the weeks of WIPpeting, and I haven’t rushed to get to the end of the story, this time. I’m writing a few hundred to a thousand or so words, then revising them in WIPpet sized morsels – and, maybe the most important part – I’m having a lot of fun!

      I’ve decided that the story will last as long as it needs to. I’ve got a basic idea of the end point – but that’s still fluid, since it will mesh with the next story at some not-yet-fully determined future point.

      Even when these two are trying NOT to be hot, they still seem to be throwing plenty of sparks…

  3. A very intense reaction indeed! Part of me is cheering for Trip and his self-control, and the other part is going, “Crap! No! Neither of you should restrain yourselves.” LOL!

    1. Of course, we haven’t heard what Trip has to say about her intention to restrain herself…and I’m thinking that’s going to be a trickier proposition than she thinks, even if he wants her to follow through on that…

      Of course, at some point course, since they are the most senior officers other than the Captain, it might be a good idea for them to stop falling all over each other and, well, you know, do a little work….maybe. And then they could go back to falling all over each other, or pretending not to….or….

    1. I’m guessing it should be esy by comparison. Tempting as chocolate is, it does just kind of sit there. It does NOT kiss you senseless, make sizzling fire and awareness jolt through you when it touched your fingers, tackle you, straddle you, keep you from getting your head on the hard floor, or make gabs at your zipper….

      At least, my chocolate has never done that (even the spicy stuff with the hot peppers in it!).

      Your chocolate may vary. =)

      Trip is truly a most remarkable man!

    1. I think he’s ging to need it. If human men have trouble figuring human women, imagine how much harder it’s gotta be with a Vulcan woman – especially when she hasn’t remotely got it figured out herself yet…

      On the plus side, trying to figure her does seem to have been a lot of fun, so far! 😉

    1. Oh, TOTALLY.

      I had something disappear once and had to re-write (about 40,000 words, IIRC), and it worked out the same–it was much better the second time through. That doesn’t make the loss less heartbreaking, though!

      1. Yeah – she’s done really well restraining herself to this point, so why not believe her? Right, T’Pol. You’ve got this restraint thing locked up tighter than you and a certain human in a cell….

        I am sorry for your loss, and happy for you, too. That moment when you see that it’s just – gasp! – gone….horrible.

        But then there’s the recreation – and it is so much better than it was…and more fun, too! =D

    2. Oh, yes. Because….”I’m a Vulcan.” Duh.

      Completely skipping over the part where being Vulcan is the thing that ‘s got her into this situation…

      Umm, yeah…all those who think this is possible, please read on… 😉

  4. Lovely work, as usual. I really like your descriptions – “citrus smoke” smell, the corkscrewing and groaning and oh my, it definitely does seem to be getting hot in here … 🙂

    1. Nowhere near as hot as it is in that cell! I’m thinking there’s one Vulcan lady who’s absolutely out of her element, here…and one human with his hands most enticingly full…

      There’s a reason for the way T’Pol smells, and her body – well, she’s always been in control of that, till now…scary-exciting, for them both…

  5. Whoa, that was intense. If I wasn’t glued to my chair I’d need to sit down! And all I’ve got to say to her last comment is…no, no, no! As entertaining as ever. I enjoyed my weekly fix 🙂

    1. We haven’t heard what Trip has to say on the subject, yet….I’m thinking he’s not going to be altogether in favor of her repressing all of those reactions- even if that just makes things more complicated…

      And even if she can….which might not be within even her considerable power…does she really, truly WANT to….? ;D

  6. ooh, what is wrong with her? It’s been so long since watching Enterprise that I can’t remember if this is in the series or if it’s a creation of your fantastic imagination. Well done, as always!

    1. I’m not sure if this is MY imagination, or TnT insisting that this is how it really happened in that tiny between-scenes slice. If you watch the episode, it’s just after T’Pol lectures Trip about viewing other cultures objectively, and she’s called the Captain to relay what she’s learned about where to find the Klingon enclave.

      As she walks away with a frustrated and confused Trip trailing behind her, a Suliban turns to watch them go – and the next time we see them, they’re both standing in a cell….

      So this story is what happens between those two scenes, while the Captain and Hoshi have the audience’s attention, and Malcolm is still probably lusting after those butterfly-eating dancers….

      And it’s not so much that something’s WRONG with T’Pol…although she might feel like there is, and, for sure, Trip’s more than a little worried that there is. It’s more like she’s experiencing a deepening of her telerotic Awakening to Trip, and, since Vulcan sexuality is on the – uh, shall we say ‘volatile’? – side, it’s kind of bursting out of her in all kinds of ways…not something she can predict. She wasn’t prepared for this, she doesn’t really understand what’s happening to her – and Trip is clueless, but determined to help her.

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