After knowing her so long and the telepathic connection they shared, Chris instinctively knew what she wanted. He gently held her closer, curving a bit around her in order to seem as if he was protecting her. 

Chris gently shushed her, then kissed the side of her face. “Even if you did, it would never matter. I know you better than anyone and you know me better than anyone. It’s like... we’re stuck together, but in a happy way. One I would never change.”

He slowly began to rock her before continuing, “Besides, being as stuffy as a Vulcan may be good for them, but not for you.” 

Mistaken || Faseni

your perfect face is the least beautiful thing about you. 

Faseni ran a hand through her blonde hair and schooled her face to look as stoic as she could to impersonate her twin. “Is that supposed to be a compliment Captain?”

Eyes narrowing, the captain finally took in the hair change. Short and blonde was never the style Number One used. Her hair was always dark and long. Natural.

A single brow raised. “Nice try, Number Seven. You must have forgotten this.” He tapped his temple to me the telepathic link the Ngultor had forced upon them and the lingering affects their relationship left on his mind. “What do you want?”

The younger brother shrugged, his light eyes avoiding his brother’s golden ones. “I’m sure you’ve heard by now the last mission went so badly, my first officer, yeoman, and I are all grounded for a few months. Colt has transferred because I’m such an asshole. I still have One. Always have.” He sighed. “Zane, do you think dating a member of your crew, as a captain, would be wrong?”

Brothers || Zane

Chris awkwardly waved a hand to let her know he understood she wasn’t attracted to him and that it didn’t bother him. “Thank you for the remark about Conner, I shouldn’t have assumed, it was just the wrong time.”

Giving a sigh, he offered his hand to her. “Even though I’ve been rude since day one, it was still my honor to have you aboard this space vehicle. Whenever you’ve been needed, you’ve pulled through. You deserve to get your commission back and that’s what I’ve told Starfleet.” 

Insider || Colt

“More flags than UFP Headquarters, my dear friend,” he commented as he lay back to get comfortable. The next comment made Chris almost fall out of the bed, because he’d moved so fast to look at Phil. “You what? Phil, seriously. I know you still care and I care about you too. When you told me to go after One, I thought that meant you didn’t want to try.”

Shifting, he moved to settled his feet on the floor and brace his elbows on his thighs. “I want you both. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I mean, One tells me I’m fine. It’s normal for her people, but it wasn’t normal in my family. I mean, that’s why my mom and Zane’s mom both left our dad.” 

He looked up at Phil. “Is it a medical problem?”

Drinks || Phil

|| Someone in town has raised their child right. I just logged in and this kid next to me recognized ID’s Khan, but he said it was only good about half way, then they ripped off the original.

Brothers || Zane

Chris punches Zane’s shoulder because he can.

“This is what happens when ya don’t let shit go, little brother. Ya make fun of me fer blowin’ shit up, but it’s better than hittin’ people.” After mimicking an explosion, Zane kicked Chris in the shin. “Now that it’s outta my system, the hell’s wrong with ya?”

Grabbing his shin, the younger sibling glares. “Nothing. Why does something have to be wrong when I hit you? Can’t I just not like your face or something?”

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Drinks || Phil

"What makes you think I need a drink, Doctor?"

Phil slowly brings the drink to his lips and savors the burning in his throat. “It wasn’t for you, Chrissy. You always assume I’m trying to get you drunk when what I want is you to relax.” He sighed and set the glass down.

Chris’ eyebrow raised at the entire statement. It wasn’t often the doctor still called him Chrissy, nor did he drink alone. Concerned, the captain walked closer to him and laid a hand on his shoulder. “I think you need to relax. This isn’t like you, Phil.” 

Using the hand on the doctor’s shoulder, Chris gentle guided him over to have a seat by the bed. Wonderful small rooms that didn’t have desks or tables. After Phil sat, Chris flopped on the bed. “What’s bothering you?”

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Insider || Colt

After Talos, Chris had avoided the small yeoman like the plague. He'd even ordered his first officer to take reports from her. He just couldn't see her the same. Of course, he wasn't overly fond of her to begin with after she'd made some comments about the yeoman before her. Yet, he walked right into Colt while looking up at a piece of panel being fixed on the ceiling.

Colt was staying on until a yeoman was ready to replace her, even though she’d rather just run from the ship with her tail tucked between her legs. Everything she said was taken wrong by the captain and he seemed to just hate her. Always yelling at her. Making her feel stupid even when she was right. ‘Can’t get used to a woman on the bridge?’ Why then did he talk Number One into leaving engineering and taking helm? Even more the woman was his first officer! What a pig.

The small redhead was reading her padd of daily tasks when she felt someone walk into. Looking around, she hoped someone else was around, but unfortunately it was only Pike.

Though it was not her fault, Colt mumbled an apology and moved out of his way.

“Wait,” the captain called softly as he turned to catch her elbow. The scared rabbit look made him let go of her. “Look, I don’t mean to be so hard on you. Conner was my friend and, well, hearing your remark bothered me. I didn’t realize you didn’t mean him, it just came at the wrong time.” 

The older man sighed and looked at his feet. “Also, I should have been kinder after Talos. I still think it’s none of your concern whom I would pick as Eve, just know that it’s not you and it’s not meant rudely.” He didn’t want to say more, but Colt was just staring at him again. “Just say it, Yeoman.”

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Brothers || Zane

Chris punches Zane's shoulder because he can.

“This is what happens when ya don’t let shit go, little brother. Ya make fun of me fer blowin’ shit up, but it’s better than hittin’ people.” After mimicking an explosion, Zane kicked Chris in the shin. “Now that it’s outta my system, the hell’s wrong with ya?”

Grabbing his shin, the younger sibling glares. “Nothing. Why does something have to be wrong when I hit you? Can’t I just not like your face or something?”

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M’Hari’s smile drew him in closer and he huffed a laugh at her teasing. The touch she gave him made him relax even more and he leaned appreciatively into her hands.

The relaxation didn’t last long, when she began crying. Chris had to close his eyes to keep his own tears away. It was so rare when M’Hari broke that it actually hurt him to feel it happen. The intensity or the emotions they shared, both in just being together and their bond-link.

“I didn’t want you to hurt. that was why I thought closing it was better.” The hits actually did hurt as M’Hari wasn’t controlling her strength, so he gently caught her hands in his and pressed kisses to them. “I will never close it completely. I need you as much as you need me, probably more to be honest. You saved my life. After I gave him the codes to earth, he wanted the ones to Romulus. I just began talking about you. Empathizing with him for losing his family. Trying to get him to understand he would be doing the same to you and Charlie.” 

After explaining, Chris tugged gently and laid M’Hari against him, putting her arms over his shoulders, before looping his own around her waist. “I’m sorry, Imzadi. I love you,” he added while nuzzling his face in her hair.

The captain’s grin grew even more. “I’m lucky enough to be both,” as he replied he briefly cupped her cheek. “Let’s go kiss a few asses to get the upgrades we need.”

“Having you around really smoothed out most of my rough edges,” Chris replied with a laugh.

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“I think you’re the only person who doesn’t hate me right now,” Chris admitted with a bit of a grin, leaning closer before pressing a kiss on her lips. “Thanks for sticking with me during my recovery. I know I’ve been an even bigger asshole than usual.” The newly minted admiral leaned back in the deck chair, an arm urging his former first officer to lay back with him.

The incident with Nero had left everything out of whack with the officer. Everything in him had been tested worse than any other mission. He could take abuse, lie to get out of trouble, bluff to get the upper hand, but nothing Chris had done in the past could have ever prepared him for Nero capturing him.

At points he’d sympathized with the crazed Romulan from the future. The pain the Romulan felt over losing his wife and child was something Chris never wanted to imagine himself going through. Charlie and One were everything to him.

However, the sympathy had ended when he realized the true intentions. The pure evil intent the Romulan had in store. Chris had tried reasoning with the Romulan, but it all fell on deaf ears. A slug had been forced into his throat and it had literally eaten its way to his spine. After the screaming from the pain was over, the Romulan was at him once more. Without meaning to, Chris had given the codes to earth defense.

The ordeal had done everything, but kill the stubborn officer. In the months following the incident, his endocrine system had completely went insane. One minute he was depressed, the next he was throwing things at people he didn’t know and screaming. Guilt, remorse, anger with himself; none of these emotions were good when the slug’s secretions still coursed through him.

At one point Phil and McCoy had only allowed M’Hari to see him. The Ilyrian’s ability to emit emotions and use of telepathy had been all that kept Chris from ending up in the psychiatry portion of Starfleet Medical rather than the more comfortable Medical center.

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“You know something, One? It’s difficult being your captain right now. You look stunning.”

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“Remember this cocky asshole?”