| ..."Diana, could you do something for me?"
For once she didn't come back with a snappy put-down. Maybe, he thought, she was just too pleased to hear the naked pleading in his voice.
"What?"
"I just want all four of us to be alive, when the ship gets back. I don't think that's too much to hope for, but it would be much easier if you would give me the benefit of the doubt sometimes."
"But you're such a creep, Chekov."
Any idea of appealing to her for support dissolved. "You're going to get us all killed, Croft. I'm not going to bother threatening you with when the Enterprise gets back, because you're not going to last that long. None of us is." He wrapped his arms round himself to control a sudden fit of shivering and walked miserably over to the shuttle.
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