The Edge of Freedom #75"
By: Samantha Carter, Security Officer, [RNPC]
Charles Atwood, Chief Intelligence Officer, [PST]
Stardate: 58204.15 1530
The silence between them was almost palpatable, Sam did not know what to think of it. Charles had told her to keep up appearances but this was hard for her. She never had to pretend.
Charles sensed Sam's feelings and decided to put an end to the situation. "Sam I'm going with you to your quarters, if that's ok for you", he said waiting for her answer.
"Are you sure you want to do this, Charles, I mean Melissa must also be worried sick about you, shouldn't you let her know you're alright". To be honest Sam was a bit scared about the possible confrontation between her and the other woman.
"Do not worry I'll take care of Melissa, when the moment comes", said Charles trying to support her.
"I know, Sam replied, its just that", I don't want to be known as the other woman", Sam was nervous, she had never taken a man to her quarters, come to think of it she had not even cleaned when she went away.
"Sam, don't worry, al will turn out o.k.", just give it some time, Charles said.
Both Sam and Charles walked towards an turbolift. "Deck 11, Sam said, upon entering the lift. I must warn you Charles, my quarters are small", she said with a little chuckle.
"I don't think we'll see a lot of it", said Charles with a smile in his face. He simply loved the fact that he could make her blush.
Sam blushed, although they had spent days together she still had to get used to the fact that someone paid attention to her. "Charles you know what the doctor has said, you have to take it easy for the next couple of days". Sam tiptoed and kissed Charles on the cheek. "I love you she said. "you have no idea how much Charles". Remember, no secrets and no regrets".
"Of course Honey, and remember I'm here with you and you only", said Charles while he returned the kiss, this time on her mouth
Luckily nobody else entered the turbo lift otherwise they would been surprised. Finally they reached deck 11, Sam opened the door to her quarters, "well this is it, I told you it is small". "Make yourself comfortable". Sam walked over to the replicator, "I am so hungry how about you"?
"Yes, starving how about a stake and some rice please?", answered Charles while he took off his shirt. "Coming right up, Sam said while ordering it from the replicator, together with a steamed chickenbreast and sweetpies for her self, "If you want to take a shower go ahead, towels are in the drawer"
"Ok, I will if you shower with me, it saves ships energy", said Charles smiling
"Well that is a very tempting offer you make me", Sam said with a glimmer in her eyes, "but unfortunately I am too hungry, so you have to wait". As Charles turned towards the table Sam noticed his bruised back. "My god Charles your back its black and blue it must hurt incredible".
"Well, I'm using a Betazoid technique to repress the pain so it's ok", said Charles, although his face said otherwise.
"Hm I see, Sam said with her mouth full, you should learn me this someday". "Now come and eat". Both Sam and Charles ate in silence, thinking about what had happened, about the information they had gathered.
Sam leaned back in her chair, feeling full and relaxed. Slowly she stood up, walking to her sleeping area, she put her head around the corner and said, "Last one in the shower is a klingon targ"! Charles started to run and almost beat Sam, when they arrive the shower they took their clothes off and entered.
"Mmm, this is better", he said hugging Sam under the psionic shower.
After their steamy shower, Sam led Charles to her sleeping area, and they both laid down, covered themselves with an old indian blanket. Charles wrapped his arms around her and placed his head on her chest, feeling Sam's heartbeat and breathing. Sam stroke Charles's hair, she felt save and protected. Lots had happened but nothing could beat this day. Slowly both she and Charles fell asleep. Tomorrow seemed far away.