A/N: Song 1: Invisible by Anna Clendening; Song 2: Wanted by Hunter Hayes Song 3: Let me Love the Lonely by James Arthur

***

Your skills were legendary on the Enterprise. You could fix most anything and do it quickly and efficiently. In fact, you were often requested specifically. Not by your name or anything. Usually it was more along the lines of the quiet one, her over there or you know, that one girl. Regardless, Scotty knew who they meant and if you were available, he sent you off with a sigh.

Truth was, you preferred those little jobs that got you out and about on the ship where you didn't really have to work with anyone and could get lost in your own head. You were glad to have found your place on the ship. Even if you didn't have the all the friendships or the relationship you craved, you were needed, wanted.

At the moment, your head was buried in the wall of the ship as you worked on some hard to reach wiring in an isolated hallway. You started to sing old Earth music to yourself as you worked.

I'm in love with someone who doesn't know I exist
I stare from afar in my hand-broken heart while I play pretend
I'm in love with someone who doesn't know I exist
And it's you, yes, it's true, you don't even know it, I can't ever win

As your voice faded with the last word, you heard a noise in the hall. Your brow furrowed as you finished soldering the last two wires and pulled your head from the panel. You glanced around, but there was no sign of anyone else around. This wasn't the first time in recent weeks that you'd had the feeling of being watched only to find nothing when you checked. You made a mental note to discuss it with Scotty but you'd forget, just as you had all the other times.

***

Two days later, you were calibrating some equipment in the lab. It was routine maintenance that you performed every few months or whenever Spock asked. He wouldn't allow anyone but you touch the equipment. According to him, you were the only engineer that understood the delicacy required for Scientific study. The corner of your mouth curled up as you remembered the last time Scotty had tried to send someone besides you.

You glanced over to the window of Spock's office. He was the only one in the lab with you, but he had holed up in his office and was working diligently on his PADD. You were hoping he'd come out and talk to you as he usually did. He was one of the few on the ship you'd consider a true friend. In fact, he was your best friend. The two of you had spent hours discussing so many topics you couldn't even keep count of them anymore. It seemed he was too busy to spend time with you today, though. With a sigh, you went back to your work. You began to hum which soon turned into singing. You looked up once to make sure you weren't disturbing Spock before continuing.

'Cause I wanna wrap you up
Wanna kiss your lips
Won't you make me feel wanted
And I wanna call you mine
Wanna hold your hand forever
And never let you forget it
Yeah, won't you make me feel wanted

Those weren't the exact words, but they were the ones you'd come to use over time. They just fit. As you finished up, you glanced over one more time to find Spock still at his desk though he appeared to be in contemplation rather than working at the moment. You rapped lightly on his door on the way by.

"Enter."

You opened the door and smiled at him. "All done."

"Thank you, Y/N."

"Did you want to double-check anything?" you asked.

He pursed his lips. "I do not believe that is necessary. I have never had reason to question your work."

That was high praise coming from the Vulcan. "All right, Spock. I'll see you later, I guess."

He went very still and arched a brow. "May I assume from your statement that you will not be in attendance this evening?"

You frowned. Tonight? Suddenly, it dawned on you what this evening was. Once a month, there was a crew bonding event. It was something Kirk started though you had no idea why. It was more talent show than anything else. Spock was required to attend and you had tagged along often enough, it was kind of a ritual by now. You shook your head. "No, I forgot the date. I'll be there. Save me a seat if I'm late?"

"Of course."

It wasn't as if you had anything else to do, and there was always the possibility that Kirk would get drunk and sing again.

***

You had actually managed to get off shift on time for once and now found yourself at a table with Spock, Kirk, Bones and Scotty. As usual, you sat between your boss and your best friend with your fingers wrapped around a glass of scotch. At least it was the real stuff tonight and not the replicated crap you usually had to drink. Thank you, Scotty.

"I believe we are next, Y/N," Spock announced.

"What?"

He turned to look at you then, his brows lifted lightly as if surprised to be questioned. "Our performance is next."

You raised your glass and examined the contents wondering what Scotty put in your drink.

The Scot chuckled beside you. "There's nothing wrong with your drink, lass. You heard him correctly."

Pure panic shot through you as you leaned toward Spock. "Are you out of your mind? What exactly are we supposed to be doing?"

"I will play my lute and you will sing, of course."

"I can't sing, Spock," you hissed at him.

"On the contrary, you sing quite well, Y/N." Before you could argue any further, he stood and made his way to the little stage. Uhura brought him his lute and gave you a little wave before hurrying off with a giggle.

"Get up there, Y/L/N. That's an order." You didn't care much for the spark of amusement in Kirk's eyes and rolled your own when you stood to obey him.

Spock nodded as you joined him and took your spot at the microphone. "You are in so much trouble, Vulcan."

"I anticipated such a response. You should know that the song was chosen with you in mind. You will do fine, Y/N." You weren't sure if he truly meant to be comforting or not, but you did feel some of the anxiety leave you at his announcement. You took a breath in an attempt to calm yourself further. It wasn't as if everyone here hadn't heard you sing already when you were repairing one thing or another.

You gave Spock a nod to let him know you were ready. As his fingers plucked the strings, it didn't take you long to recognize the song despite how different it sounded. You sucked in a breath and darted your gaze over to Spock. He said he'd picked the song with you in mind. What had he meant by that?

The corner of Spock's mouth curled up as he played the first verse again since you had completely missed your entrance. This time, you hit it perfectly.

You laugh at all the jokes
Even the ones you know
Funny I'm doing that, too
Alone in a crowded room
The one string that's out of tune
Trust me, I feel like that, too

It didn't take you long to get lost in the music. The words dripping with the loneliness you felt every damn day of your life. You kept your eyes closed as you sang and just let yourself feel.

Let me love the lonely out of you
Let me love the pain you're going through
I think I'll save myself by saving you
Let me love the lonely out of you

How many times had you wished for someone to say something similar to you? To tell you that they understood and you no longer had to be alone?

Lighthouse without the lights
You smile without your eyes
I know, 'cause I do that too
Your own worst enemy
You think that no one sees
I do, 'cause I'm like that too

Your mind couldn't help but drift to Spock's earlier words. Had he selected this song because it suited your voice or because he saw you? Saw that part you tried so hard to keep hidden from everyone else?

Let me love the lonely out of you
Let me love the pain you're going through
I think I'll save myself by saving you
Let me love the lonely out of you

Oh, we can light a fire to warm our bones, yeah
This world is much too cold to sleep alone

Let me love the lonely out of you
Let me love the pain you're going through
I think I'll save myself by saving you
Let me love the lonely out of you

Let me love the lonely out of you
Let me love the pain you're going through
Think I'll save myself by saving you
Let me love the lonely out of you

By the end of the song, there were tears in your eyes. And you'd lost at least a few down your cheeks, as well. It was one of those songs you just couldn't help but feel in your heart as you performed. There was a long beat of silence after you sang the last note before everyone broke into applause.

You opened your eyes to find the crew on their feet. You laughed in surprise and relief. Spock's gaze was heavy on you, but you didn't look at him. You didn't dare, afraid he would see how much you wanted him to be the one to love you.

When you stepped off the stage, Uhura wrapped you in a hug. "That was amazing, Y/N. I'd heard you sing when you were working before but I had no idea. That was fantastic."

"Thank you," you said as you released her.

Bones threw an arm around your shoulder and tugged you into his side. "Who knew a quiet little thing like you had that in her? Nicely done, Y/L/N."

You shook your head at his antics. "Thank you, doctor. I'm going to grab a water from the bar. I'll be back."

"Of course, darlin," he responded. As he moved back to the table, you heard the others ask where you were going.

It felt like it took forever for you to reach the end of the bar as you were stopped multiple times on the way there. Finally, you settled onto a stool and ordered a water. You drank it quickly and passed the glass back to be refilled. This time you just sat for a moment and stared at the condensation on the outside of the glass. You needed a minute to center yourself.

A familiar blue uniform entered your peripheral vision as Spock sat beside you. "Are you quite alright, Y/N?"

Your lips twisted in a little smile at that. "Yeah, I'm fine, Spock."

"Then why will you not look at me?"

You ran a finger around the rim of your glass and glanced at him from the corner of your eye. "When you said you picked that song for me, how did you mean that?"

"I meant that the song was the perfect pitch for you."

Your heart sank. That's what you'd suspected, but you hoped you were wrong.

Suddenly, Spock placed his first two fingers against the back of your hand as it rested on the bar. You froze, your eyes locked on the gesture of affection from the Vulcan. "It also conveyed a message that I seemed to be unable to say myself despite many attempts to do so."

You looked at him then and the corners of his mouth lifted ever so slightly. "Do you mean that?" you couldn't help but ask.

He nodded once. "It is my intention that you never feel invisible or unwanted again, Y/N."

You grinned then and leaned over to press a kiss to his cheek. "Thank you."

The tips of his ears took on a slight greenish tint and you chuckled.

Still grinning, you stood and leaned closer to his ear. "Brace yourself, Spock. I'm about to do something scandalous."

His mouth opened, but before he could voice his protest, you took his hand fully in yours and dragged him back to the table. He was as green as a seasick sailor by the time you rejoined your friends.