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The Dream Catcher

Author - Opal | D | Genre - Angst | Genre - Challenge: POV | Rating - R | T
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The Dream Catcher

By Opal

Rating: R – Sexual content
Disclaimer: Paramount own all of the Enterprise
Genre: POV Challenge/angst
Summary: This is story takes place during “Affliction” and is from Hoshi’s POV. I know this has been covered by Kevin in his story, “Hoshi’s Affliction,” and I hope he doesn’t mind my take on how Hoshi finds out about T’Pol’s feelings for a certain Chief Engineer.

Hoshi’s conscious thoughts are shown in italics and denoted thus *italics *


I pull him closer to me. He encircles me and we join together, lips seeking passionate contact, hands needing at shoulders, fingers caressing wet skin, legs and feet touching and swaying in time to an insistent beat. He breaks away and changing the tempo slides his hands over and round the soft swellings of my breasts teasing my nipples by brushing his fingers against their heightened hardness. He cups a breast in each hand and ignoring the welcoming intentions of my mouth, draws his tongue around and then gently sucks at one nipple then the other sending shivers of pleasure coursing through me. I take control launching myself at him and attacking his mouth with my mouth. The momentum pushes our bodies back into the shower spray sending streams of hot water splashing over, around and between us. I stand on my tiptoes to capture his engorged shaft between my thighs and I rub my sex along its length enjoying his heat against me. I decide I must have him now. I place my hands on his chest and push him away with an ease that both surprises and impresses me. I hear his body slam hard against the shower wall. He lets out a groan of either pleasure or pain, probably both. My desire is such that I seem intent on hurting him in order to satisfy my need. I know I now have him where I want him and I open my eyes and slowly take in the source of my coming release. He waits for me to make my move, his breathing deep and laboured. His torso gleams with rivulets of water which run over his chest and define his every breath. I want to taste his skin and drink in his heady scent. I walk unsteadily forward, my body trembling for the want of his. I zero in on the drunken desire reflected in Commander Tucker’s face…

Hoshi’s eyes shot open as she snapped into startled consciousness from one hell of a dream. She lay in the dark of her room listening to the hammering of her heart competing against the steady reassuring hum of the ship’s engines. Her body held a clammy heat that branded her with a red glow. She swallowed hard, her mouth parched by this heat, and threw back her blanket taking long deep breaths to cool her body down. Hoshi then sat up and shook her head to try and clear the last of the fog from her steamy dream. She swung her legs round to sit on the edge of her bunk. A vivid image of a very wet and indecently nude Trip flashed into her brain. *Arrgh, go away. I am so NOT interested in you THAT WAY!! That was way too disturbing, much too real.* She pulled at the front of her t-shirt and peered down at her small but perfectly formed mammary glands. *Well I can dream can’t I? I know I have a very warped imagination, but TRIP… please…it’s obviously been far too long.*

Hoshi banged her fists against her forehead using pain to try and push away these unwelcome thoughts about a commanding officer. She had thought she could never be happy that Trip had left Enterprise. Now Hoshi doubted she would ever be able to look him in the face again. Not after what her mind had just done to her comfortable view of Trip as her surrogate older brother who looked out for her from the moment she first set foot on Enterprise.

Hoshi padded to her bathroom and switched on the light. She filled a glass with cold water and gratefully gulped some down. Now all Hoshi wanted was to get some sleep but first she needed to make sure she wouldn’t be thinking up any more erotic encounters with a certain person. She stood at her basin and sternly addressed her reflection in the mirror, “You are not attracted to Commander Tucker. You don’t want to…you know what…with him! You are going to go to sleep and you will only think nice clean thoughts.” *I’m being too soft on myself* she drew herself up to stand to attention, barked out in her best drill sergeant yell, “I order you to dream about Klingon adjectives and their meanings in all sixty seven dialects!!” Hoshi hoped her next door neighbour was not in their bathroom at that moment and then purposefully ignoring her shower unit she went back to bed.

*Dammit, the sheet feels damp.* Hoshi got up and hurriedly stripped off her bedding, chucking the offending sheet into a corner of her quarters. She then retrieved a freshly laundered sheet from her locker. After remaking her bunk, Hoshi added her sodden night attire to the pile on the floor and gratefully got into bed. She felt very tired but it took a while for her to relax enough for the first waves of unconsciousness to flood into her brain …

I am floating. The gentle swaying motion as I am carried along is very relaxing. I feel at peace. I open my eyes and I am in a white cloud of nothingness. *Hey this is more like it, Klingon rules forever.* I look around and the pure intense whiteness is so bright it stings my eyes. I see a figure standing in the distance. I go towards this person and as I come closer I recognise Commander Tucker. Thankfully I see he is in full uniform. I know he is working in Engineering although I see only him. He is unaware of my presence and that I am watching him. I move closer so I can take in his profile, I gaze at his mouth as he issues instructions to an invisible member of his team. He turns towards me, noticing me for the first time. His blue eyes soften as they reach into mine in a moment we make a connection without the need for words. The moment is lost too soon and although I know I want him to stay I cannot find a way to tell him how much I yearn for him. He speaks at me pointing at an unseen monitor but I do not hear his words. I can only crave for the touch of his lips on mine. Trip straightens up and moves beyond me. I turn as he strides away from me, my eyes feasting on his retreating figure. He grabs hold of railings that are there only for him and climbs up to the Warp engine access platform. I follow to stand below him and wait. He turns, his face indicating surprise that I am still there. He climbs down to stand in front of me and we silently gaze at each other. I try to concentrate on memorising every detail of his face but I find I am transfixed on his mouth. I move my face closer and finally our lips meet in a gentle touch of farewell which denies the passionate longing I cannot admit to…

Hoshi woke again and groaning turned to check the time - 0300 hours. *What have I done to deserve this? For the last time I’m not attracted to Trip.* With a sigh Hoshi got out of bed again and went back into her bathroom. She felt groggy and not at all like herself, these dreams were seriously getting to her. *Could I be in love with him but not know it until now?* she gripped the sides of the basin with both hands and gave herself a serious talking to, “No NO, no, not possible!!” Hoshi filled the basin with ice cold water, took a deep breath and plunged her face into the water. She felt the water spill over the edge of the basin and splash on to her bare feet. The icy coldness pierced at her eyes and nostrils but she stayed submerged until the pain of oxygen depravation forced her to come up. Gasping Hoshi reached for a towel to dry herself off, relieved that the water torture appeared to have cleared her mind.

* That dream had a different quality to it, of sadness, and an opportunity lost. It seemed more like a memory. Definitely not one of mine though, Trip has never looked at me in that way, with such a depth of love.* Hoshi left the bathroom still moping her damp face and as she was now freezing she selected something to wear and went to sit on her bunk. As Hoshi was dressing she thought about what had happened to her yesterday. She had agreed that T’Pol could do a Vulcan mind meld on her to discover more about the kidnapping of Phlox. *Could that have screwed with my mind? And if so does that mean I got some of T’Pol’s memories? Malcolm is always going on about there being something between Trip and T’Pol and she did take him with her when she went home to Vulcan. Yes, Hoshi and she came back from that “Trip” married to a Vulcan. Not funny Sato and you’ve really got to stop talking to yourself! Could T’Pol be in love with Trip? No, how could she be, that’s an emotion… unless she is suffering from some sort of Vulcan equivalent. Did Trip transfer to Columbia because things didn’t work out between them? That would certainly explain the despair and longing I felt in the second dream.*

Hoshi was weary and she lay down, hoping that having worked out that the dreams probably belonged to someone else she could at least get a few hours rest before her next shift.

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The next day…

Hoshi and T’Pol are working together to reconstruct data from the black box from the ship on which Phlox had been held. T’Pol seemed her normal calm and logical self. There was nothing to indicate the seething passions that had been unleashed on Hoshi. Hoshi had been unable to stop images from the dreams from intruding and preying on her mind.

* What if the link from the mind meld is still there and T’Pol can see what’s in my mind right now! Oh shit I really don’t like this. What if I ask her about the mind meld, nothing wrong in a bit of concern about a possible side affect, is there?*

“Is it unusual to have weird dreams after a mind meld?” *There, that didn’t sound too bad, not like I’m commenting on her seriously hot sex life.*

“Subconscious thoughts are often exchanged. They sometimes surface during sleep.”

*Bet that my thoughts weren’t nearly as interesting as hers. Why didn’t she ask what I meant by “weird dreams”, OK I need more than that.*

“I had a bizarre dream last night. Commander Tucker was in it.” *No this is a mistake. T’Pol’s really interested now, oh shit, talk about the second dream, the one where he was fully dressed!*

“We were in a strange place. It was all white... There was almost a…*What!!! How can I describe it, where’s a tactical alert when you need one, she’s looking directly at me.* “… romantic quality to it. I don’t ever remember dreaming about Commander Tucker before.” *I’m such an idiot that sounds as if I’m interested in Trip, for a linguist I’m making a real mess of this.*

They are both distracted by a beeping sound indicating the computer diagnostic was complete.

“Most unusual.”

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*”Most unusual”, got to remember that one the next time I want to avoid commenting on something. I was right though, those were her subconscious thoughts. And now I know how deeply she feels about Trip. Opposites attract but how does a Vulcan end up with a very emotional Human? T’Pol is trapped by her need to control of her emotions but they must have been able to make a deep and meaningful connection. Did Trip leave because she wouldn’t admit her feelings and he couldn’t cope with his feelings for her? Two people I care about are hurting and there is nothing I can do. Where could they be together though, not Earth, not Vulcan? Maybe it is for the best, I don’t see how their worlds could ever accept a relationship between them. *

FIN

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A whole mess of folks have made comments

I like this take on Hoshi, Opal. The "water torture" was a kick! Very believable if she thought of Trip as an older brother. It WOULD be quite disturbing to start having dreams like that about your brother.

The shower scene was mega-HOT, BTW. Maybe you're on to something here. I, for one, would like to see what you could do with a post-Bound "We've got a lot of work to do" TnT story. You do a good job with the "T'Pol in heat" POV, LOL!

This is very well done. Kind of sad at the end, but I like the way you tied it all together with the conversation from the episode. Hoshi trying to talk sense to herself was hysterical!

Well done,that was very good written.
I really liked it! :P

Well done, well done! :)

I really liked this Opal. Even the Trip Hoshi brother relationship thing (I also like to put that into my stories!). And yes, that'd be kinda disturbing if she saw him that way. Either way, nice story and I really liked the "most unusual" line.

I liked this one very much. Good work!

Thanks for the lovely feedback. I had a great time writing it and I'm really pleased that you have enjoyed the story.

Very vivid, that shower scene! Well, three is a crowd and Hoshi does not want to be there. At least she now knows why she is having these disturbing dreams. Nice job.

Phew! Those 'dreams' were very vivid, especially the shower........
Lovely take on Hoshi, nicely written, well done!
Are you going to write other stories? Please?!

WOW the shower scene seems to have hit the spot! It was the first time I'd tried to write something like that but the dream scene in "Damage" gave me lots of inspiration.

Snapper I have been writing a story based on the alternate "E2" Enterprise for almost a year (I'm a really slow writer). I needed a break from it so I decided to give the POV challenge a go.

Very intresting take on the relationship.It begs the question will Hoshi try to help them get together?

Interesting take from Hoshis pov. I always wondered what those dreams she had of Trip were like. Great job!