AU for Molokov (oh dear god)

[keepurshirtonlt]

Trip loved the beach. He loved living on the beach. If he couldn't be on Enterprise or live in Florida, this wasn't a horrible substitute.

And one of the best parts was the ability to go for a morning swim in the ocean. Jon may have missed swimming in a pool for water polo but Trip didn't believe there was anything better then swimming against the waves.

Finally, he'd swum up an appetite and reluctantly waded out of the ocean to wrangle up from breakfast.

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[keepurshirtonlt]

Could've fooled Trip. He thought anyone from the same world would at least exchange information. Common experiences and all that. Heck, he'd at least give the run down to Shran or Degra or T'Pol before leaving them to fend for themselves.

"Course not. I grew up in this climate. Every day was warmth an' sunshine. Not a more beautiful place in the world then Florida." He finished toweling over and strung the towel over his shoulder. "I'm guessin' you ain't a sunshine kinda guy, huh?"

[molokovcocktail]

"It is hard to miss what you do not see often," Molokov said easily. "If you become used to miserably cold days, then it is what you grow to expect and when you experience something different, then it can cause consternation."

He paused for a moment then laughed. "But perhaps I shall get used to this and this time next year, you will find me always on the beach, becoming one with the sun."

[keepurshirtonlt]

"Hell, I used to miss even those cold days out in space. There's a difference between the cold of space and cold fresh air, let me tell you." Trip never kept it a secret what he'd done before the island. He didn't think it was necessary, since it was his job and all.

"An' I bet it won't take that long! We'll have ya sunnin' yerself in no time!"