Pauline requested a picture to go with my A/T/T drabble, so for all the people who like this ship...
Sleepless
Jon looked down at the two people he loved most in the world. T’Pol was sleeping on his left side with her head low over his heart. Trip, on his right, was snuggled up close under his chin.
Trip’s hair smelled of exotic flowers. Chuckling to himself, being careful not to wake them, Jon realized that in his haste for an after-shift shower, Trip had grabbed T’Pol’s shampoo.
Here in the dark, when the ghosts return, it’s so easy to dwell on past sins best not thought about.
On sleepless nights, his lovers are all that keep the demons away.