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Tom Servo

A late night in the office

Tom sat in the security office compiling his report from the latest mission. Although he was off shift, he often ended up doing some sort of work when he couldn't sleep at night. There was never anyone else up at this time of the morning, and the ship was quiet with only the dull sound of the engines in the background, it was relaxing to him in some way.

 

Almost no one else was up at this time but, Daena, who usually slept very well, was up and roaming the halls. After a quick inquiry to the computer, she discovered that Tom was up as well and was in the security office. Moments later, the Mithraan arrived at the office. She was wearing a large shirt and pajama bottoms, her tail poking out from underneath the back of the shirt.

 

He heard the door chime and was thinking, "Who is that, and why do they need security at this hour?" He took a quick glance at the clock and noticed it was about three in the morning. He stood up, and straightened up his flannel pants and t-shirt, and walked towards the door. He opened the door and smiled at the sight of Daena standing there. "Well hello beautiful," he said with a cheery tone, "what brings you here today?" Tom reached out and took her hand, tugging her in gently for a kiss on the cheek.

 

Daena purred as she hugged him, laying her head on his chest. "I could not sleep. The computer told you you were here."

 

"Well come on in. I'm just finishing up a report, and if you're not too tired, we could hang out for a bit." He held her, and then led her into the office to have a seat on the couch. "Can I get you anything," he said as he walked towards the replicator.

 

The Mithraan shook her purple-haired head no as she took a seat on the couch, stretching out. "You could not sleep either?"

 

Tom smiled, then turned to the replicator, "Orange juice please." He took the beverage that appeared before him and took a quick sip. "No, I was just lying in bed wide awake, so I decided to do some work. What about you?" Tom decided the report could wait; he enjoyed spending time with Daena and didn't want to pass up a chance to just be with her without work getting in the way. Tom made his way to the couch, lifted up her legs and sat down, resting the legs back down on his lap.

 

Daena frowned slightly, "I do not know...I just could not sleep..."

 

Tom sat there, tugging on her pajama top, eventually resting his hand on her tummy. He looked up at her face, "Is there anything the matter? Anything I could do to change the situation?"

 

She purred softly at his warm touch, smiling once more. "I do not know, but I do feel better already..." Her tail flicked back and forth, poking out from the seat cushions.

 

He sat there, looking down at her, thinking about how good she makes him feel when she is around too. "Your off shift for a few days aren't you?" He said hoping to invite a sort of romantic weekend getaway.

 

Daena nodded, tilting her head slightly in curiosity. "I am...but why?"

 

He smiled slyly, "Well, I was thinking we could sneak away, and hide out, and spend the days off together, just getting to know each other better." His mind began running through the different things he could do to try and impress her, trying to think up some meals to cook up and the background music to play. "Then maybe sneak out at night. You know, just kind of disappear for a couple days."

 

She loved the idea of spending as much time as she could with Tom, but her curiosity got the better of her again. "Where would we disappear to? You mean leave the ship?"

 

The thought had crossed his mind, but wasn't sure if they would be able to get approval from higher up for that. "I was thinking more of just in our quarters, but if you think the Captain would approve, that could work too."

 

Daena nodded, "Our quarters will do...I should not go too far, incase I am needed for the survey. What would we do, in our rooms?" Many different scenarios began running through her mind.

 

"Well, I'm not too sure. I pretend to be an ok cook. But other than whatever comes to mind at the time, I wouldn't mind if all we did was cuddled in bed." It sounded corny, but he just liked being around her even if they didn't do anything in particular. "Do you have anything in mind?"

 

Her tail danced about as she smiled. "I like the cuddle part..."

 

"Excellent!" He smiled at the prospect of spending the next few days with someone he cared so much about. "Would you prefer your quarters or mine? Do you have anyone to watch Fluffy and Cozy for the next few days?"

 

"As long as they have plenty of food, they will be fine. I could always have Samantha check in on them if she wants." Her ears lower briefly, "Though, I do not now if she likes cats..."

 

"Well no worries, we can check in on them too, if Samantha can't. I'll tell you what, I'm gonna put the last few touches on this report so I can send it away, and I'll meet you in my quarters in say, 5 minutes?" He took his last gulp of the juice he had ordered, and put it down on the coffee table in front of them.

 

Daena moved her feet off Tom's lap as she sat up. "Alright. I will meet you there." She stood up from the couch, giving him another hug before stepping out of the office.

 

He gave her a long loving hug before letting her go, even though he knew he would see her again shortly, he still didn't like letting her go. "I'll see you in a bit." He finished up his juice and looked at the clock, it was a little after 4. He finalized the report he had been working on and sent it off for approval before rushing out of the office.

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