Pasha/Uhura sistership monster au (for Ragesagainsttheodds)
The ship is overrun, every soul still alive is in danger, and Uhura can feel Pasha shaking behind her, the wet spot on her shoulder where the girl must not realize her tears are falling, can feel her tremble in proportion to the groan and strain of Enterprise, because she must be able to calculate just how close the ship is to being torn apart. There's nothing to be done if Pasha can't move, if the girl can't keep her wits about her long enough to at least alert Uhura to danger before it's upon them, so she turns, places both of her hands on those thin shoulders, and gives her one good shake to get her attention.
"You listen to me, little one - this is not a simulation, this is not a game, and I'm not going to tell you that we're going to make it out of this, because I don't know - but I do know that the only chance we have is together; so you're going to bottle it up and stop crying and you're going to be my eyes and ears, stuck right to my back, and we are getting to a shuttle, and I promise you that once we do, there will be plenty of time to cry - but right now, we hold it together," she says, dark eyes fierce and intent as she demands a response with a curt "understand?" and is finally rewarded with a nod of those curls and a squaring of slim shoulders.