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For Phoebe

After consulting two of the people whose opinions mattered most to him on the island (Jon and Kate), Trip finally decided to take the plunge. It still took him about half a day to work up the nerve but here he was, heading down the streets of New York to ask Phoebe Halliwell out on a date.

While he hadn't gone the full suit route that Caffrey had used to floor Kate, Trip had looked for a nice bouquet of flowers to bring with him. The vendor had had the perfect thing: colorful sub-tropical flowers that reminded him of home. Just holding them was calming in a way and gave him courage.

Or at least until he got to the door of her apartment building. He forced himself to take a few deep breaths...then reminded himself that he wasn't in high school and he was being ridiculous. He pushed the buzzer and waited.

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Phoebe looked into the security camera. God it had seemed like forever since she'd done that and it never ceased to bring a smile when she did. This time the smile was wider when she saw who it was.

"Come on up, the door'll be open." She pushed the button and let him in through the security door. As it wouldn't be a long way up to her place, she went into the kitchen to get a bottle of wine and two glasses to have it ready for her guest.

Trip grinned at the obviously warm welcome and caught the door as it opened. Knowing the way well, it was only moments till he was standing outside Phoebe's door. With the flowers hidden behind his back, he knocked quickly.

Phoebe answered the door in yoga pants and a tank top along with a wide smile when she saw Trip. "Hey you, this is a nice surprise. Come on in. You got me just finishing my yoga and just in time for wine if you want some."

"Hope I didn't cut yer yoga short." His eyes got tight at the mention of yoga, it was far too similar to neuropressure and the mental image was the last thing he needed right now, but his smile never wavered. This was Phoebe and he trusted her. "And I'd love to join you for some wine. But first," He brought the flowers from behind his back. "These are for you.'

"Not all, I was finishing up." She was about to motion him further into the room when he brought out the flowers to surprise her. "Oh! Those are lovely, thank you." Phoebe brought them up to her nose to sniff and closed her eyes inhaling the fragrance. "MMmm they smell as good as they look." She smiled at Trip, then leaned in to place a soft kiss on his cheek.

"Come on in, make yourself at home, while I put these in water and get our drinks. So, how are you enjoying New York? Been to a lot of places while you can?"

The thanks and the kiss earned a smile and a bit of flush from Trip. "I'd hope you'd like 'em. They reminded me of home so I thought I'd bring a little bit of home to you." Wow, that was corny, but thankfully, Trip made a living off being corny so he was able to just shrug it off.

He paused by the door to remove his boots and outerwear, so he didn't bring any slush into Phoebe's apartment. One thing he missed about Florida and the island both, they didn't have this problem.

Then Trip followed Phoebe into her apartment. "Nice place. And it's been interesting. It's funny, I've been to the moon and discovered new planets but I've never been to New York. It's been fun discovering a place on my own planet. What 'bout you?"

Phoebe poured their wine and she handed him a glass. "Seriously? You haven't been to New York before? Oh you know that means that I'll have to take you to some of my favorite places. I lived here for a year in my early twenties. So, what's your favorite place that you've discovered?" She sat down on the sofa and motioned for him to join her.

"Nope. Never got higher then Washington DC. Spent most of my time in the south east and Caribbean. Saw most of California but that's because Jon is from there so he showed me." Trip came and gladly joined her on the couch, grinning at the thought of Phoebe guided tour. "An' I'd love to get the guided tour. The Empire State Building was pretty impressive. And the science museum was quaint."

Phoebe laughed, "I think that's the first time I've heard the New York science museum described as quaint. But I guess it would be to you. Did you point out all the ways that it was wrong?" Amusement clear in her tone, but it was a teasing humor. "I am so taking you to the SoHo area. I think you'll like it."

"Nah. For the most part, they got it right. We just expanded on it." Which was for the most part true. Trip wasn't actually that far ahead, science wise. The third world war kind of put that on hold for a while. "SoHo huh? What's there?"

"There's really cool architecture there, but it's mostly known for art galleries and clubs. That's the thing about New York. It's a huge city but there are all these small villages and district in it. Like Little Italy, which pretty much speaks for itself and Greenwich village with all the Bohemians." She raised her wine glass to her lips, "which is where I used to live when I was in New York. I had this really small one room apartment that I used to call a loft." Phoebe laughed, "it was really an efficiency, but loft sounded better when I talked to my sisters."

"Sounds like a good place for a date." Trip said out loud before he could stop himself. He cleared his throat, and took a large drink of wine before saying quickly, "An efficiency can't be any smaller then a bunk on a starship. An' I was lucky I didn't have to share."

"It's a great place for a date." Phoebe agreed. "A lot of different restaurants to choose from with eclectic tastes. Literally. And then dancing afterward if you wanted to do that." She had thought Trip's comment was general rather than specific.

"Huh. Good to know." Trip said with relief as she seemed to play it off. "Any places that were your favorites?"

"Il Buco." Phoebe said without much thought. "It's adorable. It started out as a small antique shop that the owners began sharing their meals and then it morphed into a sort of antique store and restaurant. It's so different and yet is perfect reflection of the district."

"Uh huh. Sure sounds unique." Well, that was definitely worth making a mental note over. "What about dancing? What good places are there to have a little fun?"

"Oh man, you can close your eyes and just pick in that part of the city. What type of music do you like? Uh you know in your past since they won't have anything after the 21st century." Phoebe said with a soft laugh.

Trip laughed with her. "It's alright, I always liked jazz which is frankly timeless. We used to go to New Orleans all the time and listen to old men play the classics."

He played with his wine glass for a moment before he looked over and reached over to take her hand. A small curious smile on his face as spoke. "So, what would you say to a night of Il Buco and jazz clubs? With me?"

"I'd love it." Phoebe said easily and quickly squeezing his hand back. It wasn't until after he asked and she responded that it dawned on her he meant more than just hang out. Her smile turned warm and a little shy which was not the usual expression that she wore when she reiterated. "I'd really like that."

"You have no idea how glad I am to hear you say that." Trip had waited until it had dawned on her what he was asking before letting out a relieved laugh. "I had to get some sense talked into me before I could even ask."

Phoebe laughed at that and her eyebrows rose to her hairline. "I'm not sure if I find that flattering or not. I'll go with flattering. Someone give you a kick in the ass?"

"You should be flattered." It was more him being neurotic thanks to T'Pol screwing with his head but he wasn't going to tell her that. Jon had been reassuring enough on that front. "It was definitely me needing a kick in the pants. When you realize you feel for a girl while she's kicking alien butt...a guy needs a little help sorting himself out."

Phoebe barked out a laugh. "It was the naughty nurse comment wasn't it?" She teased him with a grin. "And it was more that the girl was getting her buck kicked by aliens but your version sounds nicer."

"It was before that, I promise." Trip assured as he joined in on the laughing. "Though I'll admit, it didn't hurt." Well, if they were being honest...

"My version's the truth. I'd be dust if you hadn't interrupted. And we still kicked butt in the end so who care."

Phoebe squeezed his hand with a smile, "there was no way that I would let you be taken and hurt. Witches or maybe just Phoebes, rush in where angels fear to tread."

"Well, turns out I like fool hardy witches. They're a good match for fool hardy engineers, just ask the Cap'n. He'll tell ya." Trip reassured her, squeezing the hand in return before using it to slide towards her. "I know we've done this before, but would it hurt to seal the date with a kiss?" It would be different this time.

"Kissing never hurt anything." Phoebe shakes her head and meets him part of the way, her other hand moving to rest against his shoulder.

He set his wine glass aside so he could cup her cheek, keeping the kiss soft and easy. Like hopefully a precedent of what was to come.

Phoebe's lips softened in response to the kiss and a small shudder when down her spine. She could honestly say that it had been well over a year since she'd had a kiss like that. It was nice.

Trip sighed happily. It had been longer then that for him, probably not since he'd left Natalie in space dock when the Enterprise took off for the first time, four years now. It had certainly not felt like that with T'Pol.

"I think I could get used to that."

Phoebe smiled and leaned her forehead against his. "Yeah, that's definitely something could become addicting."

"So it's a date?" Trip asked, though he wasn't exactly worried about the answer as he leaned against her. He pulled her closer, practically in his lap, enjoying the closeness, hoping this would become a frequent thing.

Phoebe curved her arm around Trip's chest, getting comfortable where she was. She smiled with a nod, "yeah, it's a date."

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