Long Awaited

Posted on Sun Jul 2nd, 2023 @ 5:46pm by Ensign L'johk Adams

1,328 words; about a 7 minute read

Mission: Episode 6 - Point Of Enlightenment
Location: Promenade

ON

L'johK had been given the green light to leave the Infirmary while the medical personnel and senior officers hung back to discuss other matters but this meant he was free. Rather than belabour his exit, he scooped up his undershirt and tunic and strode out onto the promenade. He was about to start pulling on his undershirt when he spotted Amalia waiting for him.

"You can be arrested for loitering on the promenade!" he smiled as he stepped up to her, the crowd around them seemingly dropping away with no one to watch them. He kissed her, wrapping his muscular arms around her.

Amalia closed her eyes when he swept her into a magnificent kiss, wrapping her own arms about him. She had hoped to do just this, enjoying the closeness of the warm embrace. Giving a sigh after the kiss was broken. "That was yummy." reaching up to run her fingers along his cheek. She looked about then smiled. "You may want to hide that gorgeous chest of yours, I am feeling a bit distracted." giving a lopsided smile.

Then he released her from his grip and this time he did pull on his undershirt, covering his bare chest from view.
"I am not on duty until tomorrow... Do you want dinner at Niska's?"

"I would love that very much." Amaila responded. "And you are off until tomorrow? That is great." the woman brushing back her hair from her face. "I have a surprise for you as well. This makes things perfect."

"I like surprises" he said, linking his fingers through hers as he started to lead them both through the milling crowds to Niska's bar.

"When would you like the surprise, or would you like me to tell you what I have planned?" Amalia's eyes twinkling up in fun, and having her lopsided smile just beaming. " I hope you like it." when they arrived at Niska's, she had her arm about his waist.

"I'll let you decide!" he pulled her closer, leaning in to kiss her once more as they stepped over the lip of the entrance into Niska's. "You know, I heard that the Ferengi bar owner on Deep Space Nine was interested in this place... What was his name. Qwerk or something like it! I wonder if Niska knows?"

After relishing his kiss, Amalia answered L'johk. "I've missed that a lot. As for the name, it was Quark. He was thinking of coming to this station?" Amalia responded. "That would have been interesting." she mused.

"Not a chance in hell I would ever sell my bar to that pig nosed ferengi," Niska said simply. "And I won't marry him either, not that keeping telling him that stops him proposing every time he sees me. Or is that Quark? It might be Qek. Those Ferengi, all so simular .. always wanting either my bar or my body .... .. so Hot date?" she smiled.

"Hi Niska... Two glassed of red wine and a table for two if you would!" The Hybrid flashed a wolfish smile at the Orion as he came up to the bar.

"Certainly," she said bobbing down and disappearing into a cupboard. "I just had a new shipment come in. Why don't you try this," she said popping back up with a proper bottle of wine with an old fashioned cork. With the expertise only a real bar tender had, she removed the cork and poured two decent sized glasses. Picking them up she said, "This way please," and led them to a table.

"Thank you, and yes a hot date." Amalia giving a lopsided smile. She looked around at Niska's place, remembering the work that had to be done to fix it up properly. With Niska definitely having a hand in it. "Niska this place look fantastic. Its been awhile since I've been here, since its been worked on."

"Thank you. Its been a labour of love but worth it ..." the green alien smiled. "Now what are you in the mood for? Eating," she winked at them.

"I feel some Rokeg blood pie and a mug of Mot'loch" he beamed at Niska before turning his attention to Amalia. "You don't mind me eating Klingon cuisine?"

"I am in the mood for Klingon cuisine myself." Amalia answering L'johk then turned her attention to Niska, " I certainly can tell, the labor of love just radiates from what you've done. Amalia smiling at Niska. "And I'll take the same as he ordered." then gazed up at L'johk."Surprise." she remarked with a laugh.

Niska smiled and noted the orders on her PADD. "No problem. I'll get that put through right now. Just grab me if you need anything else. Enjoy your evening."

"Thank you" Amalia called out after Niska, then turned her attention back to L'johk. "She definitely looks happy, and I know I am happy seeing you back from your mission. "

"I feel tired... It was a difficult mission but I can't give you any details... I'm sorry!" he smiled apologetically having down played just how he was feeling. Tired, yes but also lacking energy and a little under the weather, for lack of a better term. Still, he would power on through because he was Klingon, at least in part.

Amalia chuckled, "Oh don't worry I am not going to ask what you were doing on the mission, its above my pay grade." giving him a wink, then her lopsided smile became less bright. "L'johk, you do look beat, so we can get our food to go and get you to your quarters. We can eat there. I won't mind and I can stay overnight and my surprise can wait later, and we can just sleep. Sound good?"

It wasn't in his nature to admit defeat but on this occasion...
"I think I would like that!"

"Okay I'll let Niska know that we want the food to go. I think you need a bit of spoiling tonight and I'm the woman to do so." her smile brightening up a bit more. Indeed L'johk did need pampering from time to time. She rose from the table, "I'll be back."

Amalia walked over to where Niska was, "Hey Niska, could we have the order to go? L'Johk decided to take me out for dinner, even if he was tired from his errand running. I'd like to make sure he got some rest, so we've decided to take the food to his place."

"Of course. Do you want any sauces or anything packing up with it?" she asked. "We have Yamak back in now."

"I'd like some Yamak sauce please it does taste good. And maybe some of the other sauces. If he doesn't want any I'll take it home with me Tomorrow. Thank you Niska and I'll settle the bill right now too. Also anything you need done around the place?" Amalia asked.

"That's very kind but we are all good. I have the last of the work teams coming in tomorrow to fit the last holodec," Niska smiled. "I will get you a selection. Be right back."

"Alright, thank you." Amalia replied. She looked over towards L'johk giving a thumbs up. He looked so tired, he definitely will need a good rubdown.

When Niska arrives back Amalia gave a smile. "You certainly look happier, Niska. Glad to see that. Is there someone special in your life as well?"

“It’s early days but perhaps,” Niska said a smile on her face.

L'johK approached from behind Amalia, a barley noticeable sheen of cold sweat clinging to his forehead ridges.
"Can we go... I think I must be crashing after the last few days!"

A swift look at L'johk, Amalia went into action. "Thank you Niska I need to get this handsome hunk home." She got the food along with the yamak sauce. Wrapping her arm around his waist. "Okay love lets go." with a nod of farewell to Niska. Amalia and L'johk left her establishment

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