Decon2

Decon-2

By T2Fan

RATING: R
GENRE: Sexy-Romance-Fluff
SUMMARY: Fluff piece - Trip and T’Pol in Decon – again, but with a twist
SPOILERS: None – Just wishful thinking
ARCHIVE: Yes.
DISCLAIMER: Enterprise is the property of Paramount. No profit is being made.

Trip rolled his eyes heavenward, as he squeezed more germicidal gel into his hands, but all he saw was the cold gray surfaces of the decontamination chamber, and the infuriating Vulcan female standing before him.

“You are so completely wrong! I thought Vulcans weren’t supposed to be pig-headed!”. He slathered some gel on the back of T’Pol’s neck.

“There is no need to become emotional over this issue,” said T’Pol calmly.

“I’m not emotional!” He snarled. “Turn around!”.

T’Pol turned to face him, and Trip turned his back to her. She rubbed some gel between her fingers, and kneaded it deeply into the small of his back.

“I believe you are over-reacting to - ”.

“Then you believe wrong! A trip into deep space at this time is out of the question!”

“Captain Archer suggested -“

“I don’t care what the Cap’n suggested!” he tossed over his shoulder.

T’Pol couldn’t help noticing how his blue eyes flashed when he was angry, or how the muscles in his back and neck tensed and rippled. It was actually most – attractive. She shook her head imperceptibly, and considered her next move. Perhaps if she addressed certain pressure points, it would calm the Commander down. She slid her fingers over his skin, slick with gel, and turned him to face her.

“I believe you have missed a spot”, she said, as she smoothed a path slowly up his chest. One hand kneaded his shoulder muscle while the other traced a path along his jawline. T’Pol noticed a slight hitch in his breath. Satisfied, she spoke soothingly. “I am confident that this is the correct course to pursue”. As the Commander took a breath to reply, the hand that had been previously occupied on his shoulder suddenly slid smoothly down his chest and abdomen and inside the front of his waistband.

Instantly aroused, Trip spoke through gritted teeth, “I think that area’s already been covered”.

“The doctor has mentioned that a second application is often beneficial,” T’Pol replied blandly, and moved her fingers expertly. Involuntarily, Trip gasped and clutched her arms for support.

Unsteadily, Trip took a step closer. “Well, now,” he growled, gazing down hungrily into her limpid brown eyes, “we certainly want to follow the good doctor’s instructions, don’t we?” And he slipped his large warm hands up and under her tank top, to cup the soft mounds within. “Wouldn’t want to neglect any part of you,” he murmured, and dropped his head to nuzzle her neck. She could feel his lips curve into a smile against her skin when he felt her pulse rate grow rapid. His arms slid around her back and pulled her up against his body, then froze. “Damn it, T’Pol!” he pulled away from her slightly and dropped a hand down to her gently rounded belly.” How the hell do you do this to me, every time?” He shook his head, ruefully.

“It is actually quite simple,” she said with a slight upturn at the corner of her mouth in what was, for a Vulcan, an ear-to-ear grin.

“Woman, you sure know how to push my buttons.” Trip sighed heavily, as he slowly stroked her belly. “I’m just worried about you and the baby, T’Pol, you know that. Phlox said we have to be so careful. If you go on this mission--”

“I would never do anything that could harm our child.”

“I know. It’s just that – I can’t stand the thought of not being with you – not being able to look out for you – for both of you. With the Xindi War over, and after the wedding, it never even crossed my mind that we could be re-assigned. I mean, I’m flattered they want me to supervise the NX-02 project, but hell, now that the Enterprise is going to be out of space dock and fit to go – that’s where I want to be.” In a gesture that she’d illogically grown to love, he ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. Blue eyes locked with brown ones. “That’s where my heart is”.

T’Pol began again. “If you had permitted me to finish--“

“T’Pol! We’ve been through this a thousand times! I don’t want you to go without me-“

T’Pol placed a finger over his lips to silence him. “I am not going without you”.

“But--“

T’Pol shushed him in a most un-Vulcan-like manner. When both were able to breathe again, T’Pol continued, “Captain Archer has suggested to Starfleet, quite strongly, I believe, that he will resign his command if he is not permitted to choose his own crew for the new mission - particularly his chief engineer.”

“And they buckled?” said Trip, daring to hope.

“Like a feather in a warp core,” she assured him. “Although he finds the attention distasteful, being the hero of the Xindi War has the given the captain a great deal of influence.”

Trip gave a loud whoop, and lifted her up to swing her around in a complete arc before suddenly plunking her down on her feet. “Oh my God – are you alright? The baby – what was I thinking! T’Pol - speak to me!” Trip was frantic at the dazed expression in her eyes.

Suddenly, T’Pol grabbed his wildly gesticulating hand and placed it firmly on her belly.

“T’Pol – what’re you doin’--“, a slow smile spread over Trip’s face. It was full of wonder, and pride, and love. T’Pol knew she would never forget that look. It was just one more of the many treasures she had received from this man and locked away in her heart.

Trip rested his forehead against hers. “We’ve been through so much, T’Pol - the Xindi, your recovery, so many deaths, so much destruction. But this, this is what it all comes down to. Our love, our marriage, and our child – that’s all that matters. To feel my child move for the first time, inside the body of my soul-mate – that’s more than I ever hoped for in my lifetime”. He smiled. “Are you getting emotional?”

“Certainly not”, said T’Pol, dashing away some errant moisture from the corner of her eye. “Vulcans do not get emotional.” And she demonstrated by kissing him soundly and thoroughly.

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A whole mess of folks have made comments

I liked it. Sexy and sweet.

If this is fluff, give me more! It's what we want for them, isn't it, and you've written it so beautifully. And I like the decon setting -- it's like they've come full circle. I hope you're working on something else . . . .

T'Pol certainly knows how to mess with Trip... that's for sure! Cute!

I LOVED IT,
T'POL SOUNDS LIKE SHE KNOWS HOW TO MANIPULATE HIM WITHOUT SAYING VERY MUCH.
KEEP WRITING.

I like it.
please whrite more story's
=D

That was really adorable. Yes they have certaintly come full circle. Thank you.

Round of applause for giving every T/Ter what they want...

Trip and T'Pol married and having a baby...in decon!

I love it...simple and sweet, and there is a smile on my face a mile wide...

If only!

I *adored* this. Loved protective Trip and calm but emotional T'Pol. All that and decontamination gel too! Chuckle. Hope there will be a nice little sequel when the baby comes. Thanks for a wonderful story beautifully written, you put a big smile on my face. Ali D :~)

I really enjoyed this! A baby! Are you going to write more? (Note: subtle hint) Thank you for sharing this!

Very nice little fic. Short sweet and to the point. Great stuff!

Loved it! Loved it! Loved it! Now gimme some more.

That was lovely. Happily married-without-angst fics are always the best.

Great story, short and sweet. Keep it up!

Love fluff. Want more. Really liked this story. "Sweet and Sexy" about defines it. Really cute. Great job!

this is AWESOME!!!!! pretty pretty PRETTY please, continue this???? maybe them on the NX-02 before baby, then with baby, etc.????

I love it! I though it was the FIRST decon scene modified but that was a sweet surprise!

Ah, that was great!!!

“Damn it, T’Pol!” he pulled away from her slightly and dropped a hand down to her gently rounded belly.” How the hell do you do this to me, every time?” He shook his head, ruefully.
“It is actually quite simple,” she said with a slight upturn at the corner of her mouth in what was, for a Vulcan, an ear-to-ear grin.

= Thank you! :-))))))))))))))

Oh, what a wonderful story! A little sexy and sweet! Could you please write a few more chapters! I love a happy ending!
Keep up the good work!
Mary

Lovely!

I thought it was the first decon scene, too. (Right up 'til the part when T'Pol puts her hand down his waistband, that is.)

Ahh, sweet, fluffy, T/T goodness!

Please write a sequel! It would be so cool to find out what happens through T'Pol's pregnancy and the birth of her baby. Great story! Very well written.

Hey! that was awsome! Just keep writting!

Just came across this little gem. It was great, I enjoyed the read :)

Beautiful!