*possible trigger warning in the authors note
Basically, my authors note yesterday was a bit off from the facts. I am having lots of health problems, mental and physical, Weight loss from lack of food, etc. The mental problems are what really are keeping me from updating, but I recently got medication to hopefully help with that. I'll basically be updating when I feel like writing. At the moment, I feel like writing. So here is a chekov chapter.
Requested by @KatieWeasley394

You were sitting in engineering, watching the clock slowly tick by. Seconds went by like minutes, minutes like hours. Time just seemed to drag on for eternity, but you didn't know why.

Your job down here wasn't very exciting. At least for now. All you had to do was watch the levels on a monitor to make sure they remained stable. If not, you had to stabilize them. Well, if the levels aren't stable an alarm goes off anyway, so you could do whatever in that room.

Spinning around effortlessly in the chair, you carefully held a PADD, reading a book. The alarm blared to life, red lights blinding your vision. You leapt up and observed the monitor.

"No no no no no......" You mutter, typing numbers into the console. Your fingers flew as you tried to stabilize the levels. It didn't work. The explosion was quick and painless. You were killed instantly.

"NOO!" Pavel Chekov screamed, leaping up from his bed. Cold sweat made his hair stick to his forehead. His shirt clung to his chest and back.

He stood up out of bed and ran into the bathroom. He stared at himself in the mirror, splashing water over his face to wake him up more. His heart pounded inside his chest, his breath ragged and slowly returning to normal.

After a few minutes, Pavel put in a new shirt and walked into the hallway. He jogged across the ship to your quarters, knocking on the door hard when he got there. "Y/N!! Y/N!!" He yelled, pounding his fists on the door. Tears began to well in his eyes, panic building inside of him.

Groggily, you opened the door. You were surprised by Pavel hugging you. "Pasha?" You ask, slowly backing into your quarters. You closed the door again and kept him close.

"I'm so happy you're okay.." Pavel muttered, tears streaming down his face. He continued to hug you, refusing to let go. Carefully, still embracing, the two of you moved to sit on your bed.

"Pasha, what happened?" You ask, trying to break free of his grasp just a little. He let you, but kept your hands in his.

"I...had a dream where you....you died in an explosion.." Pavel mumbled, choking up as he spoke. You pulled him into a hug, your chin resting on his shoulder. You ran your hands through his hair and kissed his cheek.

"I'm sorry Pasha, but I can tell you one thing. I'm not going anywhere anytime soon." You say, smiling a little bit. Both of your hands were on his cheeks, keeping his face pointed at yours.

"Promise me that you won't work there." Pavel said, his eyes completely serious.

You nod. "I promise."

Pavel sighed and laid down on the bed. He closed his eyes and took deep breaths. You lay down next to him and kissed his cheek again. The two of you cuddled all night, knowing that neither of you would die soon.