Jonathan paced the conference room nervously. In ten minutes he was supposed to go out there in front of thousands of people and deliver a speech, and it wasn't just any old speech. It would have a far-reaching impact not only for humans, but their alien allies who'd resolved to be part of this. History was in the making today.
He checked over his PADD with his notes. Yes, all was in order, but that didn't...
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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 beagle pressed against her body.