Neillya walked into tenforward. Smiling away he ordered a bottle of champagne and walked across to the table where Suzanna was sitting. "Hi Suzanna"

She looked up, a smile formed in her mind. "Hi Jon, What's the occasion?", she stared at the bottle. 'This is going to be *fun*', the human reacted silently immediately. 'Oh, no', was all the Vulcan could think, knowing that alcohol and Vulcan mental control don't mix very well.
"Well, I thought now was a good time to celebrate my promotion. And I thought I'd spread the good feeling, who knows when we next get the opportunity."
"That sounds like a .. logical idea", she gestured to him to take seat. A small smile appeared on her face, "you have worked very hard, you deserve the promotion." She paused a moment, "I have some good news too. I took the Advanced Science course of the Academy in this dimension and passed."
Jon opened the bottle and poured two glasses, "Thanks! And that's good news too!". He handed her a glass, "Congratulations".

Suzanna took the glass and nodded, "thank you". The Vulcan had no choice, it would be rude not to drink the champagne, yet it dreaded the possible consequences. Remembering what happened last time... 'Last time *I* had fun even if you didn't', the human interrupted silently.

"I've always loved champagne, first had it at a wedding. Thought it would be nice to crack it out on the Cortez. though I'll have to be careful not to drink too much, after all now I'm meant to set an example. Or maybe not", another smile spread across his face.

Suzanna could sense he was in a good mood, but wondered if there was more to it, "What are you scheming Jon?"

"Well, seeing shore leave for an XO or anyone officer in wartime is very limited, this is the last time for a while...."

"That sounds logical enough. I rarely drink alcohol", she paused a moment to find the right words, "it doesn't quite agree with my Vulcan half". She picked up the glass and looked at it for a moment '*Go for it*' the human broke through the control again. "Cheers", she held up her glass as a small smile was visible on her face and took a sip.

"Well, which side should I want to talk to then?"

"I am more a Vulcan than a Human Jon, I don't think you have much of a choice in the matter", she answered. 'Really.. Hehehe... That's what you would like him, and everybody else, to think...' Her expression was neutral, even if her two halves were silently fighting again.

"Noo fit kind o an example is at supposed ti set ?" Came a burly voice from behind them . They both turned round to see the beaming face of the Second Officer. Jon smiled. "Yir noo lookin at the face of the new Second officer." beamed Robin. "Congratulations" the two of them said. He sat down beside them. "We should hae a party, fit di yi think?" He said.

"Sure but where?" asked Suzanna.

"Why nae here?" Said Robin with a mischievous glint in his eye. Jon was catching his drift and while Suzanna might have had a small idea, the two of them where already picking music. "Did yi ever hae a disco period on Betazed?" Asked Robin.

"Nothing like what you had on Earth if what I heard is anything to go by. "
Robin stood up and pulled out a tricorder and an engineering kit.

"Robin, what are you about to do?" Asked Suzanna feeling a little wary.

"Pittin ma skills to good use." He said with another smile that just made her feel that little bit more apprehensive. He got up and went over to the main panel for the Officers lounge. After pulling off the top he entered his engineering code, giving complete access to the whole of the deck.

"What exactly are you trying to do?" said Neillya who had appeared behind him.

"Oh nothing much, nothing dangerous." He was tapping functions on his tri-corder and playing about with the main panel. As Neillya watched he saw him access the computers musical database, the light controls and the loudspeaker controls. He had a feeling that this was going to be one incredible party.

Jon shook his head "Robin, I'm not much of a disco man myself, prefer something a little heavier. While your in their, load up earth groups from the late 70 to 90's, two especially, 'Garbage' and 'The Blue Oyster Cult' more my sort of music for a party." He returned to Suzanna, "I think we're going to show ten-forward how to enjoy it's self, but we need a bit more champagne"

Suzanna looked up to Jon and Robin shaking her head, 'Oh NO... not more alcohol..' her Vulcan half was suggesting that she'd leave this could only be trouble. Her human half was however not having any of that, 'now *this* would be fun'. "My musical taste is somewhat in between that of you two, so I suggest a random selection of music from the latter half of the twentieth century."

"No thanks " said Robin "I'm nae takin ony chances wi the equipment . Noo as for music, I didna mean disco a the wi." he laughed a little "Oh no, ats jist the ice-breaker. Well start aff at the seventies wi a little easy-listening music , go through ti the 90's and then slow doon at the end .Fit di yi think ?" he said and looked at the two of them

"That sounds.. logical.. enough, Robin." She turned to Jon, "I propose that your first action as XO should include adding the duties of DJ to those of our Chief Engineer, what do you think?"

As she noticed Jon coming back with more champagne, a war seemed to be breaking out in her mind. The Vulcan insisting that she'd leave immediately and proceed to her quarters 'I will not have you embarrass me like you did the last time you went out and partied'. And the human intend on staying 'Embarrass you... Vulcans are not supposed to be embarrassed, last time was good *fun*'. She closed her eyes for a moment, trying to get both halves to just shut up. But it wasn't working, they would not shut up and continued ranting and raving at each other. When she opened her eyes she noticed Jon looking at her intently. She realised it was likely that he could sense the fight raging in her mind. Now what do I do? "E.. excuse me", she said as she got up and nearly ran out of the room. Outside she turned and walked a few meters down the empty corridor before stopping as abruptly as she had walked from the room. She kicked the wall in frustration, running away was not going to stop the war in her mind either.

Jon and Robin looked at each other, Jon concentrated on Suzanna, then shook his head, "Ah women, no matter what race, what time period, you can't live with them, and you can't live without them."
"Ah true," Robin filled up their glasses, then Jon filled up Suzanna's 'I've a feeling she might just come back"

Suzanna sighed, and started walking towards her quarters, pondering on how to stop the fighting between her two halves. Only in private did her Vulcan half let the human have control, and even those occasions were rare. As she reached her quarters the Vulcan seemed to calm down, assuming she was listening to reason. An idea, however, had begun to form in her mind, the human never gave up easily. She walked in and headed straight for the replicator, "one double measure of whisky, straight, 4 dgr. C." She picked up the glass as soon as it appeared and drank it in one shot. Before the Vulcan had a chance to react and stop her. Then she walked over to her wardrobe and searched for a change of cloths. A uniform was not appropriate for a party after all. "Now this is more more like it", she said as she found the little red dress in the back of her wardrobe. She could feel the effects of the whisky starting to subdue the Vulcan as she changed into the dress and looked for some shoes. Suzanna looked in the mirror and picked up her brush, deciding to take her hair down. There would be hell to pay tomorrow, but first there was a party to attend she thought as she headed back to Tenforward.

Jon laughed, Robin and he had already drunk a bottle of champagne each. More crew were beginning to arrive, though as yet Suzanna had not returned. The room had beginning to fill up, couples sitting on there own, groups of friends sitting on their own, Jon decided that something had to be done to get people to talk to each other. Jon began to plot.

Suzanna could hear the music as she got closer to the room, and walked straight in, then stopped dead in her tracks. There was no going back now. Suddenly she was feeling a bit shy wondering if maybe she should have put on a different dress, the Vulcan inside was still there but no longer in control.

The men's eyes boggled when she stepped in. Robin felt his jaw break lose and the look on Jon's face was priceless. The terms itsi, bitsi, teeny, weeni and yellow polka dots suddenly came into his mind before he could clear. He decided to let Jon take care of this one and went back to his play list. Already there were a few people up dancing and the lights had been dimmed. He was just waiting for the perfect moment to turn the colours on. The furniture had been shifted so that he could have somewhere to work. He had plugged a tricorder and a PADD together and the into the ships computer and was currently picking yet more hits from a century long gone that was supposed to be the most musical ever or at least it was in his opinion. The song that was going to be played when the lights changed was supposed to be one of the most well known from that period. He suddenly had an idea form in the back of his head that was going to be, well, stupendous and ever so embarrassing when he would think back to it but it never really bothered him so he had practically decided to do it.

Jon looked round, and stared. Suzanna had returned, and had simply outclassed all the other ladies in the room. He began to feel a little underdressed in his uniform. Robin had also been looking, then quickly began to study the rest of the room as he saw Jon looking at him. Neillya smiled, this beauty in a dress was here with him, and that was quite something. He couldn't remember when anyone had looked so sensual. He stood up as Suzanna approached the table, and pulled out a chair for her. He sensed something had changed, but he wasn't sure what.

"Your looking very beautiful tonight Suzy"

"Thank you Jon," she was feeling far less certain without her Vulcan half to fall back on, "if you say so.." She sat down in the chair.

"Don't put yourself down Suzanna, half the women turned green when you walked in, and all the men did when you walked to me."

"Your just saying that Jon," she was struggling not to blush, her mental shielding was virtually down as well and couldn't help her now.

"Would I lie to you? And besides about feminine beauty I am an expert," he replied

Suzanna shook her head, small smile just visible on her face. "No, I don't think you would lie to me, besides.. I would probably be able to sense that anyway." She pointed at the full glass of champagne on the table, "is that mine?" Hoping that her level of confidence would rise proportional with the amount of alcohol in her bloodstream.

"Yes, I had the feeling that you would come back, though I had not anticipated that dress!"

"Cheers", She picked up the glass and took a large sip and then smiled mischievously to him, "to be truthful, I had not anticipated it either but," she hesitated a moment, "I am.. glad.. you like it."

Robin leaned over to Jon and asked if he could take over for a few minutes just to make sure nothing went wrong. He then left and went towards his own quarters.

Ten minutes later Robin walked back in to the Beegees and played his part incredibly. The quiff, the shades, the flares and shirt was all he needed to set the opening mood. The lights were flashing with colour now and had given Jon a bit of a shock. He strode up to the centre of the room ready for the climax and ... danced! It had been a long time since he'd down it before but he enjoyed every moment of it. He truly was "Staying Alive". After the Chorus had finished he fished out the small microphone he had in his pocket and imitated the lead. The whole of the ship was laughing and he was enjoying every moment of it. He kind of felt sad when the music finished. But he knew there would be much more fun to be had. He swapped places with Jon who still couldn't believe what he'd seen and played something more to his taste. The night had just begun.

Suzanna shook her head laughing, the effects of the champagne on top of the whisky starting to take serious effect. This party is going to be better than the academy graduation party that her class had organised. She had not realised that Robin could be such an entertainer.

Jon felt rather outclassed by Robin's performance, and so decided not to try and dance, especially seeing he was still in uniform. He would take on the role of 'ring-master' instead!

"Some of you will be wondering why we have organised a party here. And I suppose this is a good a time to announce it as any. As you know I have been assigned as Executive Officer and when we arrive at Starbase 202 Robin Sutherland our Chief Engineer will be taking over the 2nd officer position." The crowd began to cheer so Jon raised his voice "That is not all, Suzanna Blokpoel has just sat the Advanced SCI course and passed with flying colours." The crowd cheered and clapped, a great party atmosphere had been created by Robin, the ship was in the middle of a mass morale boast, a good thing going into a war zone. In the mean time, Suzanna was unable to stop blushing when Jon had put her so in the middle of the spot light.

A few hours later the party was still in full swing, the next shift had come off duty and hurried to ten-forward after hearing about the impromptu party.
Suzanna had spent most of the time talking, enjoying the atmosphere and the champagne. It had taken several more drinks before Suzanna and Jon had finally joined the dancers. Dancing was not a skill taught on Vulcan, but that didn't matter now. Jon wasn't a bad dancer at all. Like her, he had needed a few drinks before getting into the swing of it. But they were no contest for Robin, and the girl he was dancing with at the moment matched his skill, they were quite a pair.

The first few notes of the next song started. 'Oh, SH*T... *NOOOO*...' the Vulcan's response, recognising the tune, first for a change, '*DON'T*.... I hope I don't remember this tomorrow'. She glanced at Jon a moment and then grinned mischievously as she climbed on a table, continued dancing, and started singing along... It was an ancient song by a Hot Chocolate..."I believe in miracles... You sexy thing.."

Much later, Jon rolled out of bed, feeling a slight headache and dry mouth. Shaking sleep out of his head he walked towards the replicator. He had walked three steps before he slipped and fell. Looking at what had slipped him he saw to his amusement a woman's shoe! Jon stood up and took a good look around his room, and then he saw them. Robin was curled up at the foot of his bed, and Suzanna was sprawled out over the couch, both still fast asleep. Laughing Neillya ordered his usual breakfast of an Ulster fry and Coffee, and changed into a clean uniform. Hearing Robin begin to wake, he gently woke Suzanna. "Suzanna.... Suzanna, wake up"

"Umm, Jon?" She opened her eyes, her head was pounding and her vision a bit blurred.
"Yes, you better get up, you have 4 minutes to get to your duty shift."
"Jon?" As she asked as she started to come round, she did not recognise her surroundings.
"Yes?"
"Where am I?"
"My quarters, you, myself and Robin ended up here some how."
"your quarters??? ah.. the party... I don't remember getting here though... *four minutes*..." 'I told you this would be trouble' The Vulcan half was waking up as ell.

It was then Robin interceded with a string of curses "it on earth am I doin here?"
"orning Robin, your in my quarters and have about three minutes to get to your Shift."
" Three minutes! Why dinne u wake me sooner?"
"Because I wasn't awake Robin, I'm sure you can let yourself out, I have to go to the bridge. I'll see you both later." Jon smiled, kissed Suzanna softly, before he headed to the bridge for another day's work.

Suzanna looked at him a little hesitantly, but returned his kiss and smiled. The Vulcan half was not *that* awake yet. As he walked out of the door she tried to get up. Then she realised she was still wearing the red dress, and noticed that Robin was still wearing his flares. She shook her head. "I think we'd better get changed before reporting for duty..."

"Jings" he said after lookin at the chronometer and then at the flares. "All, see yi later Suzanna" he said before leaving .