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Nyota Uhura ([personal profile] nyota_uhura24) wrote2011-08-05 02:15 pm
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[Key Change Verse - Because Away Missions Follow Murphy's Law]

They'd been studying the phenomenon with long-range scanners for the past several days, but while the Enterprise was too large to move through the outer radiation spirals, a shuttlecraft should be able to slip inside and take data readings at close range. Unfortunately, the radiation given off by the phenomenon would interfere with navigation, so Nyota was going to help John navigate remotely. She was happy to do her duty, and it wasn't often that they got to work so closely together, so she was looking forward to it. It always made her slightly nervous when he left the ship, but they didn't anticipate any problems. The radiation was trouble for instruments, but not a problem for humans. Besides, she'd be on the com with him the entire time.

As the shuttlecraft pulled away from the Enterprise she hailed him. "Uhura to shuttlecraft. John, can you hear me?"

[identity profile] nyota-uhura24.livejournal.com 2011-08-23 06:18 am (UTC)(link)
Relief flooded her as he finally closed his eyes. Her mind flashed back to the first real conversation they'd had, recalling how they'd bonded over music. He hummed and she sang. From then on it was always an important part of their relationship and one of the key ways they communicated with one another. "You're welcome," she whispered back.

Eventually she started to sing softly, wrapping a Swahili lullaby around them. The words were about finding a place to feel safe, a place that felt like home. For her, that place was at his side. She couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to him.

[identity profile] ltkyle.livejournal.com 2011-08-26 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
He did find himself able to relax. His body gave in, her presence and voice a simple reminder of all he needed near him. He would heal and he'd be fine. He had to be. Otherwise there would be a child without a father and that was not something he was willing to risk. He had to keep on living, to raise their baby, to be exactly what he never had.

And so he slept and hoped to God she got some rest.

[identity profile] nyota-uhura24.livejournal.com 2011-08-26 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
She couldn't help but feel relieved when he drifted off to sleep, and for a long time she just watched him, wavering between concern and relief. He seemed to be recovering, but there was no real way for her to know, and though she was tempted to seek out Chrissy and see if she would tell her, that was a violation and she knew it.

Eventually the day's stress started to catch up with her, and she settled back in her chair and let her eyes drift closed. Before long she drifted into a fitful but dreamless sleep.

[identity profile] ltkyle.livejournal.com 2011-08-27 04:53 pm (UTC)(link)
He woke slowly because when you were feeling this stiff and in pain, you weren't going to sleep for long without feeling like things were strange. He couldn't shift in the bed, even if he wanted to, because it hurt, but he did risk a glance to the side and exhaled as he saw Nyota. She was asleep and he scowled as much as he could.

"Nyota," he said her name softly, throat dry, "Nyota, you need to go. Now."

[identity profile] nyota-uhura24.livejournal.com 2011-08-27 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
John's voice filtered through the haze of fitful sleep, and her eyes slowly blinked open. For a few seconds she tried to process what he'd said, then sighed and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. "I must have dozed off... How are you feeling?" She knew he was worried about her, but she wanted to at least ask how he was before she went back to her room.

[identity profile] ltkyle.livejournal.com 2011-08-27 05:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"Worse," he said, honest. He knew she wasn't going to like that, but it wasn't that he felt like he was getting worse, but the healing process was at a point that generally felt worse than before. "I'm stiff. There's nothing you can do," he clarified quickly. There wasn't anything she could do for him but worry and that wasn't going to stop him from trying to kick her out. "Please," his tone softer, "please, go rest. Please."

[identity profile] nyota-uhura24.livejournal.com 2011-08-27 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Her throat when dry when he said he felt worse, but the clarification eased her worry a little. She knew it wouldn't be an easy healing process, but she still hated seeing him in pain. When he begged her to go her eyes dropped to her lap for a moment. "Okay," she whispered. The last thing she wanted to do was cause him more distress. "Okay. I'll be back when I wake up." She stood, feeling an unusual pain in her back that was probably just the result of her growing stomach. "I love you."