She emerged from the cave and his eyes had shut again. She squatted by him and [rudely, she thought] pinched his cheek. His large brown eyes opened wide and he frowned slightly.
"...out of uniform ..."
"Oh, you're a funny one, mister. You needed a pillow and I needed to keep your eyes on me."
"Commander now. Mister was last rank..."
Uhura began stripping his trousers off, along with his blue tunic. She removed the Starfleet badge from it and placed it prominently just outside the cave mouth. Spock wore a black turtleneck silken undershirt and long underwear as usual [he got cold at Human-normal temperatures].
The outer uniform fabric was tough enough for what she planned to do. She knotted the trouser legs to the uniform shirt sleeves, fashioning a length of material for him to lie on so she could drag him to the cave.
"You know how I'm always teasing you about how dense you are?"
"Vulcan musculature and skeletal structure ..."
"Too heavy for me to lift, my dear. Okay. Roll onto your front." He did, and she stretched the length of material out beside him, about ten inches from his side. "Now roll onto your back ... good, that's got it." She grabbed the hem of the uniform tunic in her hands and dragged.
It took a little while, with frequent breaks [How had she borne his weight when they made love? Maybe he had been bearing it all along...plus they were fond of the woman on top position and the various side-by-side variations...]
She settled him into a smooth spot made smoother by sweeping it with her uniform dress, which she shook out and made into a pillow again. She untied the knots of the improvised drag-stretcher, and put his uniform back on him. His chest was heaving now and she used the tricorder to take some readings.
"Oh, no. My god, why did you roll onto your stomach if you had a broken rib?" She wanted to weep with frustration. "I don't have anything for that, beloved, just standard-issue pain medication--"
"ALLERGIC," Spock got out.
"DAMN IT!!" Uhura swore, and marched out of the cave, trying to calm herself. She looked up into the now-twilit sky, where two moons blazed down, giving plenty of light. No rations, not even water or tea. If they were here much longer she'd have to be marching around in this fine underwear foraging for food.
Re: "Stay With Me" Part 2
"...out of uniform ..."
"Oh, you're a funny one, mister. You needed a pillow and I needed to keep your eyes on me."
"Commander now. Mister was last rank..."
Uhura began stripping his trousers off, along with his blue tunic. She removed the Starfleet badge from it and placed it prominently just outside the cave mouth. Spock wore a black turtleneck silken undershirt and long underwear as usual [he got cold at Human-normal temperatures].
The outer uniform fabric was tough enough for what she planned to do. She knotted the trouser legs to the uniform shirt sleeves, fashioning a length of material for him to lie on so she could drag him to the cave.
"You know how I'm always teasing you about how dense you are?"
"Vulcan musculature and skeletal structure ..."
"Too heavy for me to lift, my dear. Okay. Roll onto your front."
He did, and she stretched the length of material out beside him, about ten inches from his side. "Now roll onto your back ... good, that's got it." She grabbed the hem of the uniform tunic in her hands and dragged.
It took a little while, with frequent breaks [How had she borne his weight when they made love? Maybe he had been bearing it all along...plus they were fond of the woman on top position and the various side-by-side variations...]
She settled him into a smooth spot made smoother by sweeping it with her uniform dress, which she shook out and made into a pillow again. She untied the knots of the improvised drag-stretcher, and put his uniform back on him. His chest was heaving now and she used the tricorder to take some readings.
"Oh, no. My god, why did you roll onto your stomach if you had a broken rib?" She wanted to weep with frustration. "I don't have anything for that, beloved, just standard-issue pain medication--"
"ALLERGIC," Spock got out.
"DAMN IT!!" Uhura swore, and marched out of the cave, trying to calm herself. She looked up into the now-twilit sky, where two moons blazed down, giving plenty of light. No rations, not even water or tea. If they were here much longer she'd have to be marching around in this fine underwear foraging for food.