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Girl Talk

Author - ginamr | G | Genre - Challenge: POV | Genre - Humor | Genre - Vignette | Rating - PG
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“Clipping Clue-pons” POV CHALLENGE

Girl Talk

By ginamr

Rating: PG (for some adult language)
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the words expressed in this story.
Genres: POV Challenge, Humor, Science Fiction
Archive: Anyone can…just ask me.
Spoilers: Spoilers for “Home” through “Demons” (just to be safe)
Summary: Hess and Karin reflect on the kiss Karin witnesses between Trip and T’Pol in the corridor and what it could mean.
Author’s Note: No relation to Clarity Upon Reflection

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“Hey, Anna!”

Hess jumped, causing her to bang her head on the top of the conduit she had her head stuck inside. “God damn it, Karin! Don’t sneak up on me like that!” Hess rubbed her head and turned to look at the young red-haired ensign.

“Sorry, but you’ll never guess what I just saw!”

“Lieutenant Reed working out?”

“Better!”

Hess raised an eyebrow. “Hmm. What could have you so excited?”

“I just saw our very own Commander T’Pol swapping spit with your boss in the corridor!”

Hess sighed. “Can you be anymore crude?”

Karin’s eyes widened. “You knew they were together?! And you didn’t tell me?!”

“I had no idea that they were actually together, but I had my suspicions. I caught him staring at her ass a couple of times…and I caught her staring back when she thought no one was looking.”

“Hmm. He does have an awfully nice ass…and that draw of his is as sweet of honey…”

“Karin, this is my boss we’re talking about…”

“Come on, you can admit that he has a nice ass…and you can’t tell me his southern draw doesn’t turn you on at least a little…”

Hess sighed. “All right, all right…he IS hot…for a boss.”

“I wonder what he sees in Commander T’Pol…besides the obvious.”

“He can’t seem to leave her alone.”

“She is intelligent…”

“As if men go for smart women…”

“Maybe it’s the fact that she tries to ignore him. You know how, for some men, being spurned only makes them want it more.”

“Trust me…Commander Tucker doesn’t like being played.”

“Maybe he just wants some good booty time…”

“Karin! That’s disgusting! I think he really loves her. He wouldn’t go out of his way for her as much as he does if he didn’t.”

“Most women on board would give anything for some booty time with Commander Tucker…”
Hess snorted. “As if he’d pay them any mind. He hasn’t got eyes for anyone but Commander T’Pol. And you heard what happened to the last woman who tried to get with Commander Tucker…”

Karin frowned. “No, what?”

“T’Pol used a neuropressure session, which was intended to undo some of the knots Commander Tucker’s hands had put in, to intimidate the hell out of her. Very nearly dislocated her shoulder.”

“Why?”

“She was jealous, obviously. And around Christmas, Liz Cutler and I both witnessed Commander Tucker sneaking out of Commander T’Pol’s quarters late at night…in just his underwear.”

“No!”

“Yes, and he was looking mighty pleased with himself, too. I think that their neuropressure sessions were just a pretense…”

“For sex?”

Hess rolled her eyes. “Obviously, it’s happened more than once and means more than just sex. To them, it’s probably called ‘making love’.”

“If he loves her, why didn’t he stop her from getting married?”

Hess shrugged. “The theory is that it was her duty and he wouldn’t have been able to sway her.”

“But if she loves him, too, why did she do it?”

“Duty.”

Karin snorted disapprovingly. “Some woman, choosing duty over the man she loves. Commander Tucker deserves better.”

Hess glared at her. “You mean body-ogling users like you who only see a man for his ‘package’?” Karin glared right back and snorted. “It’s their business. Just leave them be.”

“Fine. But I’m not a patient woman. I give it two weeks and then I’m going to make my move.” With this, she stormed out of Engineering and Hess rolled her eyes, returning to her work.

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A whole mess of folks have made comments

Nasty girl, that Karin! Is she an OC, or a character I missed in the series because I was too obsessed with TnT? I like the idea of Hess sticking up for them. If she truly respected Trip not only as a superior officer but also as a friend, she'd do that. (The term is "southern drawl", BTW... just a little nit-picky thing. No biggie.) : )

Cute. BTW is Hess's first name "Anna"? I've seen that in a couple of stories but I've also seen other names...

I think HopefulRomantic came up with the name and some of us followed suit. I don't think Lieutenant Hess was ever given a first name on the series. Anybody else know anything different?

This one was fun! I really do love the contrast between the two women.

This exchanged just cracked me up:

“Sorry, but you’ll never guess what I just saw!”

“Lieutenant Reed working out?”

“Better!”


Love it! :)

:) glad you all enjoyed it. it came to me during one of my more thoughtful moments. of course some of the women on board will be jealous!! Trip is a total babe, after all ;)

Me thinks Karin better watch what she is doing or T'Pol will have to do some neuropressure on her too. LOL.... Very nice perspective and so believable too. It reminded me of the chit chat at my workplace,(we are mostly woman) It gets pretty catty there some times. Nice work Ginamir.... T.

Somebody needs to tell Karen, "Once you go Vulcan, you don't go back!" LOL.

This was a fun vignette.

Nice gossipy exchange! Sounds just like a women's locker room and not far off from the men's locker room probably, LOL. Nice characterization. Sneaking out of her room in his underwear: reminds me of one of my brothers. I can just see it, plain as day. Only it was night. Usually is, for sneaking.

Laughed. My. Head. Off. Swapping spit? Priceless. And yeah, I've always read it was "Anna", but I don't know if that's cannon or not. Great stuff, well done! :)

Hilarious. Loved it!