Written da Kat (fiction.entstcommunity.org)
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Jonathan watched as T'Pol hovered inside the door to the Captain's mess. He was unable to stop the sigh that echoed through the room. She was uneasy and uncertain and it was all his fault because he had needed to baciare her. He watched her out of the corner of his eye as she straightened her shoulders and came in, sitting quietly in her normal spot. He waited until she was served before saying anything. "I'm sorry I stepped over the line last night T'Pol. I would never deliberately do anything to make te uncomfortable...