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Scotty and the Racer- Star Trek AU

"Ya doing it again (Y/n)." Scotty said, as he caught your eyes locked on his form.

You coughed uncomfortably as you felt your cheeks turn a bright shade of red.

"Do ya like what ya see lassie?" He asked as he moved a little closer to you, causing you to blush even fiercer.

"I......er.....well....I mean, yes....I do....but" Before you could fumble out another word Scotty's lips were on yours; shocked for a moment, you quickly recovered and found yourself melting into the kiss, snaking your arms around his neck and pulling him in closer; and before you knew anything else, you were both naked, making love on the rug in your pits, The Enterprise, for once, completely forgotten about. And that as they say was that.

Now here you were, two years later sat on the floor in your pits, eating Chinese with Scotty. The scene had become a ritual, a ritual that you had no intention of breaking, especially not before a big race like tomorrows.

"This time tomorrow you'll be champion of the world." Scotty said, suddenly bringing you back from your daydream.

"There's no guarantee of that Scotty. I've still got to haul my ass around the track 27 times without falling off, being taken off, or the Enterprise breaking down on me. I won't believe it until I'm standing on the top of that podium."

"Hey! There's no way that the Enterprise will break down on ya lass, not with me around." Scotty joked.

"I know babe, it's just it's a big day tomorrow and I'm nervous; all the worst possible outcomes are going around in my head, and I know Martinez isn't gonna let me win without a fight." You said as he pulled you into his arms.

"Don't ya worry about anyone else on that track tomorrow, it's just you and the Enterprise; my two girls are gonna make me proud." Scotty said before kissing you on the lips.

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You were at the starting grid at the Circuit Ricardo Tormo, looking down at the track, sitting comfortably on the Enterprise, with Scotty standing next to you with an umbrella shielding you from the sun. Listening to your favourite music, you psyched yourself up, going through every corner in your mind; 27 laps and you would make history.

Scotty, on the other hand, fidgeted nervously, playing with the small black box that was in his pocket. He'd been planning it for months, but not wanting to distract you, he'd made up his mind to do it today, and no matter whether you won or not he was going to ask you.

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The lights went out, and you and the Enterprise were one. You had got off to a good start, and had managed to find yourself in the lead, just you and the open circuit. Drowning out the noises that surrounded you, you concentrated on passing the start/finish line over and over again; each time making a mental note of how many laps were left to go.

Around one corner, your biggest rival was able to out break you, pushing you back into second place. Cursing loudly to yourself, you remembered Scotty's words from the night before. "Don't worry about anyone else on the track, it's just you and the Enterprise; my two girls are gonna make me proud."

"Ok girl, it's just you and me, let's do this!" You said, as you changed gear and rolled on the throttle.

Four laps later and you were right on Martinez's ass waiting for an opening; just one little mistake and you would be past him and back in the lead.

Another lap and you saw it; the back of his bike must have hit something as you saw him slide out of sight into the gravel trap.

Inwardly you were screaming with joy; if Martinez was out, and as long as you stayed on the Enterprise, and didn't come less than sixth you would be the first female MotoGP champion in history. All those thoughts left your head as you came around the circuit for the final time, seeing the checkered flag in the distance.

As the black and white flag flew, everything else became a blur as things seemed to happen so quickly. Before you knew it, you heard the cheers of the crowd as you stood on the top of the podium, trophy in hand and the national anthem playing in the background.

Finally catching your breath, you found yourself sat in the press conference waiting for all the questions that would be sent your way from the mass of international journalists.

Before the questions could start though, you saw Jim and Bones push Scotty forward, as Spock hung back, a small uncharacteristic smile on his face.

Scotty coughed uncomfortably as the eyes of the press focused on him.

'Er......I know that everyone is here to ask (Y/n) about her win, and what its like to make history; but I have a question to ask her first." He told everyone before looking straight at you.

"(Y/n), we've known each other for years, and we've been together for two. They have been the best two years of my life, and we have been through all the highs and lows together. So, I have one question to ask; will you (y/f/n) (y/l/n) make me the happiest man in the world, and marry me?" Scotty asked as he got down on one knee and opened the small box that had been in his pocket for months.

Almost jumping over the table, you flew into Scotty's arms.

"Yes, yes, yes Scotty!" You squeal as he placed the ring on your finger.

You had no idea how Jim was going to spin this, but as the camera flashes went off around you, and journalists yelled out questions, you drowned it all out. Not only were you champion for a year, but more importantly you would be Mrs. (Y/n) Scott forever.