Welcome to Day Twenty of Just Jot It January, where the prompt is: “transcendent,” used any way we wish. Today, I offer you yet another peek into my fan fiction playground, with the fourth and final installment of my A Beagle’s Bedside Manner sequel story. Follow the links below to read previous installments.
Day Fifteen: “What’s Up, Doc?”
Day Seventeen: “In the Middle of Sickbay”
Day Nineteen: “Cause for Concern”
And, as always, standard disclaimer applies. I write these stories for love, not profit. I don’t own the characters or their world. It’s not my fault that they keep whispering stories in my head, and that they demand I write them, is it?
She Belonged Here
Trip spun away again, toward the door.
“Please don’t go.” It was a thick, hoarse whisper; that voice she used when she felt more than she could keep inside.
When she was breaking.
That spun him round fast, but not fast enough, apparently, because T’Pol was huddled on the biobed, her knees up to her chin, hugging herself, and new tears streaked her pale face. Her eyes were focused down and away again; she needed privacy –
And she needed him.
What will Trip do next?
Will it be enough?
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