Line Without Hook- Spock x OC
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Summary: Six years ago, Yeoman Serena Zuriñe embarrassed herself by giving a drunken confession to her mentor, none other than one Commander Spock. Now she finds herself face to face with the Vulcan man she had planned on avoiding the rest of her life. What could possibly go wrong? slow burn. Fake marriage. Spock/OC
Chapter 3:
Serena felt more at ease once they entered the vessel. She looked around before finding the check-in line.
Janice was running it, Serena noted. That gave her a sense of ease. Janice seemed nice. Nyota as well. Christine Chapel, however, made her feel incredibly uncomfortable. She shook her head before she got to the front of the line.
“Serena, right?” Janice asked. “I’m sorry. I know we spoke earlier, but I've—”
“There is no need to apologize,” Serena assured. “It is kind of you to remember my name.”
“I’m glad I got it right on the first try.” Janice laughed. “Alright, you… it looks like we have a last-minute change, so you’ll share a room with… oh, your friend.”
Serena nodded. “She and the good doctor bonded.”
“You’re telling me,” Janice said. “So I’m guessing the room sharing is a formality.”
“Her flirtations are rarely serious,” Serena said.
“Right. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to imply—”
“She and the doctor have shown a fairly short interest in each other. It is logical to jump to the thought.” Serena said. “I hope I did not come off as rude.”
“Not at all,” Janice assured. “Vulcans are very to the point, correct?”
“Yes.”
“Then you weren’t being rude. You were stating facts.” Janice gave an assuring smile. “Let's get some drinks once we’re settled.”
“Of course.” Serena smiled back.
“Well. Let me go ahead and interrupt the happy couple.” Janice said with a giggle.
“I want to watch,” Serena said.
****
To say, Annaleigh found Dr. McCoy—ahem, Leonard, as he insisted upon— to be charming was an understatement. She giggled a bit as he recounted a story about a Vulcan blood transfusion he had completed.
“I got the last word on both of them.” He said with a bit of a laugh.
Annaleigh batted her eyes, smiling all the same. “Handsome and quick-witted. Leonard, I might just fall in love with you.”
“Well, if you keep batting those pretty hazel eyes at me, I might make an honest woman out of you before this mission is over.” He teased.
“Well, I’ll have to make you an honest man first. You are an incorrigible flirt.”
“I could take you to dinner as a start?”
“Doctors!” Janice called, walking over with Serena. Annaleigh could see the small smirk on Serena’s face. She returned the look.
“Oh Janice, everything ok?” Leonard asked, switching into his professional mode. Annaleigh could have swooned right then.
“Yes, just needed to get Dr. Scott checked in and settled.” Janice nodded.
“We’ll talk more about dinner later, Leonard,” Annaleigh said as she and the two other women walked off.
“Oh, we must.” He called before heading off.
“Dinner?” Janice grinned.
“Leonard?” Serena raised a brow.
“Well, ladies, he wants to make an honest woman out of me?” Annaleigh brought a hand to her chest dramatically. “Who am I to deny him my presence.”
“You’re a flirt.”
“Prude.” Annaleigh teased. “At least I’m getting somewhere with my man.”
“Your man?” Both Janice and Serena looked at her incredulously.
“He will be before the mission is up.” Annaleigh nodded confidently. Yes, she’d make Leonard McCoy make an honest woman out of her, and she’d be more than happy to make an honest man out of him.
“I like you two,” Janice said with a laugh.
“Because we’re entertaining,” Serena asked.
“Oh, very much so.” Janice laughed.
“Well, Janice, I think we’re going to be fabulous friends.” Annaleigh nodded.
****
Serena was glad they were settled. She pulled out her PADD to look through her rotations. She looked intently through them, wondering if, for a moment, Spock would be in any of those rotations.
“Trying to find out if you’re gonna be stuck with your hunk?” Annaleigh asked as she plopped onto the bed.
Serena gave an uncharacteristic groan, covering her face.
“Trying to avoid him?” Annaleigh asked.
“Anna, how does love work when you’re both barely human, and you’re pretty sure the other person is only nice to you out of politeness,” Serena asked as she fell back on the mattress. She could feel conflicting emotions slowly taking over any Vulcan propriety.
“A miracle, mostly,” Annaleigh responded honestly. “Though it looked like he was ready to get you alone as soon as he could.”
“I suppose. I wound up apologizing for that night.”
“I still can’t believe you did that. Even less that it didn’t warrant a diplomatic issue.”
“Clan V’los and Clan S'chn T'gai are political allies. But he was married at the time.”
“Damn, you slut.”
“They’re divorced now.”
“Get drunk and go confess again.”
“Anna, why are you like this?”
“I’m an illogical sentient mass run completely by electricity and unfathomably reckless.”
Serena laughed. “You are. If you do end up involved with the doctor, I may just start believing in miracles.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment. Anyways, we promised Janice we would meet her and Nyota for drinks.” Annaleigh said as she stood. “Can I borrow a dress?”
“Of course.” Serena nodded as she forced herself to sit up.
“You should wear that cute prairie dress Doris got you for your 24th birthday. The brown one. It’ll look so cute with your necklace.”
“That sounds acceptable.” Serena nodded, touching her necklace blankly.
“You know,” Annaleigh said as she rummaged through Serena’s closet. “You could just get drunk again and make him wish he had answered you immediately.”
“Anna,” Serena said with a shake of her head. “I’ll be okay. It’ll take a few days, but I will be okay.”
“You’re a terrible liar for a Vulcan.”
“I’m being sensible.” Serena huffed before going to grab her clothes to change.
“You wanna jump his bones and commit a carnal marriage!” Anna sang.
“I could say the same about you and the doctor!”
“I’ve made it no secret that if Leonard McCoy asks me to share a bed, we’ll be sharing a bed for life.”
“Whore!”
“Prude!”
***
Leonard walked into Jim’s office, all too pleased with himself.
“You seem to be in a good mood, Bones,” Jim said.
“I’ve got a beautiful woman working med bay with me. And I might take her out to dinner.” Leonard replied as he took a seat. He gave a teasing glance to Spock. “Say, Spock, how are you planning on wooing your girl.”
“I do not have a girl to plan to woo,” Spock said with a frown.
“Really?” Leonard looked like a small child at Christmas. “I heard, from Annaleigh, that you were quite sweet on our new toxicologist.”
“She is my friend, and I treated her accordingly,” Spock replied.
“Well, if that is the case, why don’t Jim and I have friendship necklaces?” Leonard asked, watching Spock. He could see the small moment of emotion that passed through Spock’s eyes.
“What’s this about friendship necklaces?” Jim asked with a laugh.
“Oh, can I tell him?” Leonard asked teasingly.
“I had a piece of jewelry I had no use for and gave it to Ensign Zurine. It is not being sweet as you so callously put it.” Spock replied.
Jim laughed, seeming a bit out of it. Leonard glanced at Spock, who returned a concerned look.
“You alright, Jim?” Leonard asked.
“Just in thought, Bones,” Jim replied.
“You sure?”
“Yes, I’ll be going to the bridge soon. Go, catch up with your lady friends,” Jim shooed them off.
****
Spock and Leonard shared a glance before Leonard got up and left. Spock watched the captain before speaking.
“Does this deep thought have to do with the incident on Psi 2000?” Spock asked bluntly.
“I was worried you’d ask that,” Jim said with a laugh. “I suppose a bit of jealousy hit watching Bones flirt with our new doctor.”
“You have had numerous flirtations, Captain; I fail to comprehend the reason for your envy.”
“A flirtation is rarely serious.”
“Because it does not guarantee a shore to walk on?”
Spock watched as Jim flinched a bit. “Yes, Mr. Spock. You don’t have to call me out.”
Spock looked at the wall. “I will point out anything that will negatively affect the ship.”
Jim laughed a bit. “It could be that, or perhaps you have found yourself in a similar predicament?”
“I do not believe so.”
“Really? I may not be so keen on the Vulcan ways, but you don’t tend to stare as much as you have been this day.”
Spock raised a brow. “I do not follow, Captain.”
“Let’s just say I know something you don’t want me to know.”
“Like?”
“Oh, Spock,” Jim grinned. “You’ll have to wait and see.”
Spock frowned and shook his head. “I’ll see you on the brig.”
“Aren’t you going to the rec room?”
“Why would I go to the recreation room?”
“Oh, Janice mentioned she, Serena, and Annaleigh would be having drinks.”
Spock raised his brow at the casual use of the women’s names. He tilted his head and looked at Jim curiously.
“Something wrong, Mr. Spock?” Jim gave an all too innocent smile.
“Nothing, Captain. I shall see you on the brig.”
*****
Serena watched as Annaleigh entered the rec room. It was hard to ignore such a loud person, she thought. She smiled at Janice, who was waving them over.
“Hello, Janice.” Serena greeted with the Vulcan salute.
“Serena!” Janice smiled. “Annaleigh, get over here.”
Annaleigh strutted over and sat down. “Hello, my dear!” She said with a laugh.
Serena shook her head and took her seat.
“Are the quarters okay?” Janice asked.
“They are acceptable and received with great gratitude.” Serena nodded.
“Oh, absolutely fabulous,” Annaleigh nodded. “So, what’s the 411 on the fun around here.”
“We’ll if we’re not on the verge of death, we have music nights, card nights. Lots of different things to boost morale between us all.” Janice said.
“Music nights must be nice,” Serena said, unable to help a soft smile.
“Are you fond of music?” Janice asked.
“Fond of music? If this girl weren’t so position-obsessed, she’d be the first Vulcan Pop star on earth.” Annaleigh teased.
“Music is a form of art that serves as a good basis of logic. It must be precise, full of intent, and pleasing.” Serena said. “It is the manipulation of sound in its most perfect form.”
“You sound very impassioned about music.” Janice smiled.
“My father was passionate about music. It was his passion after the stars.” Serena nodded.
“Doesn’t your name mean a song or something in Vulcan?” Annaleigh asked.
“She who sings for Glory… if you pronounce it correctly,” Serena confirmed.
“So your name isn’t Serena?” Janice asked. Serena could easily see her confusion.
“Serena is how you would pronounce it in English and how it is translated into English documents. However, the correct pronunciation is a bit more difficult.” Serena explained. “My name comes from the expression She Who Sings For Glory.”
“I see… Do we pronounce Mr. Spock’s name correctly?” Janice asked.
“Yes.” Serena lied, knowing full well Spock would have her head if she ever explained how to pronounce his name. She would never understand that man’s utter need to remain as vague as possible. She knew Vulcans were private. She was quite private in her dealings. But Spock, in her mind, lived for the dramatics of it all. She had heard the same of his father from her father and grandmother.
Annaleigh gave her a strange look before shrugging. “Let’s drink?”
“We only have synthetic alcohol. Is that okay?” Janice asked.
“Probably for the best. We do not want a drunk Vulcan. They’re impossible.” Annaleigh teased.
“Drunken humans are worse,” Serena said with a roll of her eyes.
“Only if we’re trying to forget something.”
Janice giggled as she stood to go grab them drinks. Serena sighed a bit, slouching forward. She felt exhausted the longer she stayed there. Still, she had promised, and she knew Annaleigh would probably be upset if she left.
“Just two drinks, and we go to bed?” Annaleigh asked.
“I will have one, and then you can enjoy your night. Besides, I’m sure you’d like to enjoy Dr. McCoy’s presence.” Serena teased.
“You’re right.” Annaleigh nodded sagely.
“Here you ladies are!” Janice said as she brought them drinks.
“Thank you.” Serena nodded.
“You’re an Angel, Janice,” Annaleigh said.
“Oh, I try.” Janice laughed.
Serena smiled as the idle chat began. She listened as Janice and Annaleigh shared stories of their experiences in the academy. She was happy to be partially aware of the conversation, too tired even for her thoughts.
“Serena,” Annaleigh’s voice snapped her out of her trance. “What was the name of that one group you liked?”
“ABBA?” Serena replied.
“Yes.” Annaleigh nodded.
“Why?”
“We were talking about music, remember?”
“My apologies; I was lost in thought.”
“Do you want to call it a night?” Janice asked.
“I will retire. Please enjoy your evening.” Serena said. “We should do this again soon. Thank you for the drinks, Janice.”
“Of course! See you tomorrow!” Janice nodded.
“I’ll see you in a bit.” Annaleigh waved.
Serena nodded before heading off. She let out a tired sigh as soon as she was alone. She knew it would likely be a bit before Annaleigh would return to the room, so it would be fine if she went to a different rec room.
If her memory of the map she had was correct, there was a rec room nearby that she could also go to. She thought for a moment longer and decided it would be better to go t her room. She was exhausted. Any more excitement could wait.
