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Perfect Love Casteth Out Fear

Author - Rogue | Genre - Angst | Genre - Romance | Main Story | P | Rating - PG
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Perfect Love Casteth Out Fear

by Rogue

Rating: PG

Genre: Romance/Angst

Disclaimer: Mirror, mirror on my door, I’ll fall and worship on the floor, Paramount who owns up to the sky so blue, they don’t belong to me—so please don’t sue!

Spoilers: Through Season 3 and 4, up to and including “Home”

Summary: As T’Pol and Trip try to come to terms with her marriage, tensions on both Earth and Vulcan do their part to complicate the situation on all sides.

A/N: This includes spoilers up through “Home,” meaning that everything from “Zero Hour” has been resolved, Archer is alive, and the Nazis are no longer threatening North America. However, I’m completely ignoring “Borderlands,” “CS-12,” and “The Augments.” Sorry, Data fans.

[Intended to be part of the Endless Summer Hiatus 2004 Challenge, but past the deadline so this story will be entered as a regular story. –myst123]


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Prologue

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Vulcan
6 March 2154, Earth calendar

Vulcans do not experience fear, or so they have convinced the rest of the universe. It is possible that they have even convinced themselves, but as T’Pol walked towards her husband-to-be, the emotional response to perceived danger flared, and she knew fear.

It was not a fear of Koss. He was many things T’Pol did not care for, but she was not afraid of him. She was afraid of this, the walking towards him, the marriage vows. She was afraid she was making the wrong choice, an irreversibly wrong choice.

Her feet itched to turn around, to run across the desert sands, back towards the house, back to the shuttle, to the safety of her science, of Enterprise, of the man watching her wedding from the window.

She turned her eyes to Koss, erasing the thoughts from her mind. Thoughts of Trip Tucker at her wedding would do her no good now, and if Koss felt her distraction, he would question her, and she did not need his questions now.

Yet she was here, standing before this man, the man who would be her only lover, yet had no comprehension of love. He would father her children and continue his work and probably would not speak to her until the time came for T’Pol to return to Vulcan and for them to do as it had been done since the time of Surak. She would go back to Enterprise and continue her exploration of space with the humans and go along her daily routine, hoping illogically that when the amok time came, she would be too far out in space to answer Koss’ call, and he would be forced to divorce her and find another wife. Or he would die, and she would be free again.

Koss rang the ceremonial gong, announcing his marriage to all, informing the universe that T’Pol of Vulcan belonged to him and no other man, and he alone now had the right to her. His eyes gazed down upon his wife and T’Pol saw him steal a glance towards the house where a lone figure in the window bowed his head in defeat and turned away.

Heart heavy, the fear she’d worked so carefully all her life not to feel had never been closer to the surface. Yet she turned, hiding away her emotions, and accepted the congratulations from the guests.


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