(2009, Rhy'Din)
Naturally, when Scotty daydreamed about it, he did it with a lot more understanding than would have been in place then. He did it from the perspective of a man who had already learned how to love another man, to find him physically attractive; he also did it from the perspective of a man who was happy and settled. He had none of those things back when he first met Harold, but that was all right. It was still fun to just dream.
Of course, Harold stopped him just like he actually had, with his voice and an offer for help. But this time, when Harold handed his jacket over, a spark passed between their hands that surprised them both, and they would never be able to quite forget it. The same basic thing played out, but this time, Harold realized right away that Sulu wasn't worthy of him, and neither was Pavel.
They didn't fall in love instantly, though, him and Scotty. Because it was Scotty's day-dream, and therefore, he kept something he still loved -- that they were friends, and had built on that.
So, instead of an emotionally tangled Harold on the docks of Risa, there was a Harold who had broken things off with them already, and he was frayed and ragged, but he was free. There were no shadows when they swam together except the beautiful ones in deep blue, under the sea, under the docks. And Scotty still shoved him in, and Harold still pulled Scotty in, but there was no sign of Sulu's sweatshirt anywhere. They still made each other laugh.
And instead of wandering off, they stuck together more. They picked up odds and ends that could more easily be done with two people -- turned a profit because Harold was a clever bookkeeper, by buying snacks in the city where they were cheaper and selling them marked up a fair bit on the beach. By the end of the second day on Risa, they were comfortable enough to rent a larger hostel room, and because it was Scotty's daydream, they shyly shared the bed, though they didn't cuddle yet.
There was no bar fight or benches or irate dockworkers, because they were smarter this time and stayed away from the things that hurt them. It was just a day-dream, so Scotty made is as idealistic as he could. They increased their profits, but they still ended up under that pier, and after days of just sticking together and slowly becoming closer, they kissed under the pier for the first time before that week was out.
When the Enterprise left, they stayed on Risa.
Together.
Not forever. But they laughed a lot, and managed to do okay by themselves. And they still went through some of the same things that Scotty knew they had to, in order to be lovers -- they still had their moments of tears and moments of misunderstanding. But they always came back together, because he just knew they would, even in this idealistic dream.
He wouldn't trade the reality. It hurt. Often, even. It was gritty sometimes. It was almost devastating, more than once. Scotty wouldn't trade the reality, but in his mind, he liked to day-dream about the possibilities. And in that day-dream, Harold Lee and Montgomery Scott were together, and eventually managed to make a damn nice life for themselves back on Earth, living somewhere in endless sun and beach, travelling sometimes. He repaired boat motors legally. Harold started up a business selling art. They weren't rich, but they lived by white stand in a small, one-room cottage, and they were happy.
What maybe pleased him most, deep down, was that in some universe?
It probably happened. Just like that.