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Just One Second

Date: 03/05/04
Code: Tucker/Reed, T'Pol/Tucker too I suppose
Rating: G
Spoilers: Season three developments, mild, seeing as I haven't seen past the end of season two myself.
Archive: Sure, if you want it, just let me know.
Beta: None, so all suggestions and comments welcolmed.
Summary: Trip has something to confess, but Malcolm thinks he's guessed.
A/N: De-lurking DoubleDrabble to the EntSTSlash List. Originally planned to be just one part, but I couldn't bring myself to leave it there!



Trip and T'Pol.

It was obvious.

Malcolm felt ill.

He'd seen Trip with women before of course. It never meant anything though. It was lust, maybe lonliness, maybe boredom, but never love.

This was different. He could see love in Trip's eyes.

The look Malcolm had dreamt would be turned on him now seemed bestowed on the Vulcan. T'Pol would never appreciate it, she would never understand the gift she was receiving.

"Mal, I hav'ta tell you somethin'"

Reed nodded, knowing already.

"I think I'm in love..."

And he let himself believe, for just one second, Trip meant with him.

They've all heard the gossip.

Trip wanted to deny it, or explain how events had spiralled out of control. Wished he could explain how he was now certain of what he really wanted.

Well, he could try explaining it to Malcolm, hopefully put it all right.

"Mal, I hav'ta tell you somethin'"

Malcolm nodded; pale, downcast.

"I think I'm in love..."

Courage Trip

"... but I've been scared to admit it. T'Pol's been a distraction - from everythin' - I thought that's all I needed. God Malcolm, I was wrong. She could never compare to you"

Malcolm's gaze flicked up.

And he smiled.



Disclaimer: I do not, never have and sadly never will, own Trip, Malcolm, anyone aboard Enterprise, mentioned on Enterprise or the Star Trek universe as a whole. Or my own home, but that's another matter. All fic is for fun, so please don't sue.