An Archer&T'Pol پرستار fiction written سے طرف کی Medie
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She came awake neatly, without fanfare, and immediately became aware of the reason why. Briefly, she experienced a twinge of annoyance before suppressing the reaction. It was illogical to feel annoyance at an unconscious act.

A shiver raced through her chilled form and the annoyance returned. Perhaps it was not so illogical. She was quite cold.

It occurred to her then, that her left side was experiencing warmth. The Vulcan looked down to see, outlined in the darkness, the small form of a بیگل, بیاگلی pressed against her body.

She raised one...

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Archer's musings when he realizes Trip and T'Pol are together....


Lost آپ
I've lost you
Though I never had you
You were always mine
And now
I can't live without you
Though آپ are still here
You will never be mine.

I've always wanted you
Though آپ never knew
You never cared
And now
I can't ever tell you
Though آپ wouldn't listen
You will never know.

I've missed you
Though آپ never left
You were so far away
And now
I can't reach you
Though آپ are right here
You are so far away.

I've always envisioned you...