A/N: Here is the first chapter of my forth story involving Sam and Dean Winchester and the Enterprise. Not sure where to put it in terms of crossover or not, but as it mostly does not have them dealing with anything supernatural, I have not put it there.

As you may have noticed from the title, I am having my own crack at writing a Tarsus IV story. The reason I haven't had POV from Sam yet, is that the first half of this one is from hers, something I thought of from the beginning.

I am only posting the first chapter for now, as I haven't finished it, I'm about two-thirds to three-quarters done. Will do a second chapter when I have finished it. I have made a few notes of the forth and final story in what I am calling my SuperTrek series, so I will be making a more serious start when I have finished this one.

So sit back and enjoy.

Sam was happy that the Hunters had been accepted so quickly and easily by most on board the Enterprise. Unanimously, the whole ship agreed to keep the existence of the Hunters a secret. Ships logs were altered, autopsy reports changed to reflect accidental deaths, and the whole ship signed documents to not discuss what had happened with anyone, even if ordered. Archer had put his authorisation on the file so that anyone who dug, would have to go through him. Anyone that was brought on board to replace those that had been lost weren't informed, and likely wouldn't be unless something happened.

The five-year mission was over, and the ship and her crew had returned to Earth, nearly seven years after leaving it. Word was that Kirk had been offered another five-year mission, and that he was thinking of taking it. He was first going to allow the crew a much-needed break on Earth before saying anything.

That had been two months ago, and Sam and the other Hunters had returned from helping the Earth-bound ones with a werewolf breakout. Sam and Dean sought out Leon, and found him, Kirk, Sulu, Scotty, Keenser, Spock and Uhuru in a bar not far from HQ.

She went up to him and spun him round before he was able to comprehend what was going on. "Hey stranger, I've missed you." And she kissed him before he knew what was happening.

Sam could hear surprised sounds from the others, and a wolf whistle issued from one of them, prompting Leon to break off the kiss and glare at Kirk. She laughed.

"Now this, I've missed." She leanded against him and felt his arms wrap around her, she relaxed as his warmth seeped into her, easing muscles still tight from stress and tension.

"I thought you would have missed being with the other Hunters." Kirk said, handing her a drink upon his return from the bar.

"I did," her voice turned sad as she thought back to the breakout, taking a drink from the slushie mix as she gathered her thoughts. "We lost a dozen hunters in the last few months. It's been a long time since we've lost that many in such a short time frame." She could hear the others gasp, knowing that they knew that to lose that many would be painful. And it was, she could still feel the blood of several on her hands as they bled out.

"You doing ok?" Leon asked, she could feel him rubbing circles into her back, and it was calming her immensely. They had gotten engaged before she had left for Canada. She was still finding bits of streamers in her wardrobe from the shipwide celebrations.

"I'm not going to lie, it's going to take a while. There are only a few Hunters older than me. We have a horribly short life span, given our chosen career. If you live to 60, you're considered ancient. There are only a dozen left in the US that are older than me, and they're all in their late fifties."

"Sam's ordered them to be researchers in the Bunker; teachers and trainers to ones that come into the life. Yes, we learn on the job, but she's got us being taught by the best there is as well in a safe-ish environment." Dean spoke up as he returned from getting another round of drinks.

"I doubt that's going to stop them from going out into the field."

"Can you blame them? For us, saving people, Hunting things, it's the family business. For them, it's a way to get back at the things that go bump in the night." Dean responded to her. She knew, but she didn't want to lose any more friends.

"I've known all of them my whole life, Dean. I've lost so many already, I don't want to be the last of the old timers, not for a long time." She knew there was a double meaning behind her words, and she could see the others got it. She was going to live longer than any of them as it was, she didn't want to be alone any sooner than she had to be. She saw Dean pull out his phone and send off a text. She guessed it was to the old timers, telling them what she had said. She had a feeling that they would be at the Bunker or Sinclair's place before too long, and that it would be a while before they ventured out again.

Kirk handed out the drinks that Dean and brought over "To those we've lost, and gained." He toasted, Sam joining in. Sulu and Keenser, while they would never be fully fledged Hunters, had taken to learning more. It was a big help, knowing that there were more people to help out, or just explain.

"I've heard that you're thinking of taking another five-year mission, Captain." She asked after a moment of silence. Strangely enough, she found the prospect fun. Meeting new people, the chance to find other methods of dealing with things, or where they originated from.

"I'll wait until everyone returns before asking if they would like to re-join the ship. But either way, I'm taking one." He nodded and set his drink down, looking around the bar.

Sam followed his gaze and tracked around the bar herself, and saw several others from the ship. She was glad for the break, it had allowed her to catch up with the others and set a few things in place for training anyone that got into the life. The rest of the night was spent catching up, with everyone heading off around eleven.

"You want some company tonight?" Leon asked.

"Please." She was leaning against him again, and he had his arm wrapped around her shoulder as they walked. Spock had taught her so many techniques, but she was still struggling with blocking things. She was still catching snippets of the memories from some of the Hunters she had tried to help. She was getting better, but every now and again, when she was exhausted, her walls weren't as strong. Having Leon with her that night would be a huge help. They arrived at her place, and after a quick shower, snuggled together in bed.

She didn't want to do anything that night other than that, her walls and will to fragile to handle anything else. When Leon asked what had happened, she told him everything, talking into the early hours of the morning. She told him of the memories that plagued her from the blood that had seeped between her fingers as another childhood friend bled out beneath her. She was grateful when he understood that she merely wanted company.

It was two days later that they received a comm from Kirk. He was calling the crew to the ship, saying that he had been given a short simple mission from the Starfleet heads as a shakedown cruise for new staff. Almost everyone had re-joined the Enterprise, but there were several new faces, and not just because of the Ripper case. Sam was still deciding if she wanted another Hunter brought on board to replace Devereaux.

"Jim, what are our orders?" Leon asked as he and Sam entered the bridge. Sam took her seat beside Sulu, and together they set about disengaging the ship from the port as Kirk explained what was happening.

"I've been given coordinates of a planet that we've been tasked with checking out. It was abandoned some years ago due to a natural disaster and we've been asked to take a look to see if it can be resettled." Kirk said as he settled into his seat. "Winchester, the coordinates should be in the system. Plot a course and inform the crew of what we are doing."

She nodded and looked through the navigational files to locate the latest inclusion. She was typing them in when she realised they were familiar to her. Wondering why, she paused to check and make sure she was wrong. Kirk must have noticed something was wrong, as he called out to her.

"Winchester, everything alright?"

She took a moment to double check the planet, and not knowing how anyone was going to react, stuttered for a moment, "Um, uh… eh." Taking a breath, she instead asked, "Captain, did you see the coordinates?"

"No." He leaned forward, obviously catching her tone, but not sure what to make of it.

"It's just," she sighed and decided to just bite the bullet, "there's only one planet in the Tarsus system that they'd want us to check." She heard several people gasp.

When no one said anything for a moment, Spock said, "Tarsus IV."

While the rest of the universe believed the story of a natural disaster; the heads of Starfleet, Captains and those on Command track, knew that there had been no natural disaster. That one man had gotten it into his head to play god.

Everyone froze for several seconds, before Kirk simply stood and left the room. Sam, like everyone else watched him leave, until something flashed through her mind and she almost gasped. She reached out to Spock and Leon, stopping them from following him.

"Wait guys, I think I know why he left." She slipped between them to follow him, only to have Leon stop her.

"Sam?"

"It was no natural disaster that killed all those people. Kodos, the man in charge, massacred half the population."

"How do you know this? The files do not state anything other than a massive earthquake that destroyed the city." Spock said, and Sam could see the questioning gazes of the others.

"I was there." She heard the room gasp again. "And I think he may have known some of the others there, too."

"Sam, what were you doing there?" Leon asked, worry in his voice.

"Later, I need to find the Captain. Sulu, set a course for Tarsus III. It's close enough that the Fleet won't know we've changed course slightly. They'll be asking what's happening shortly if we don't leave." With that, she left the bridge, leaving a stunned crew behind her. She hurried after the retreating back of Kirk, who she had just realised she knew by another name.

"Captain! Kirk!" She paused a moment as she followed, noting that the man hadn't changed pace. So she changed track. "JT!" Kirk stopped, frozen mid step. "I'm a pretty good hunter, kid." Using the words she had said to him, in the accent she had used, all those years ago.

"Thea." He said then, his voice sounding relieved, shocked and questioning. He turned around to face her. "How?"

"Blame Jayla. Constantly calling you James T. When Tarsus came up, I finally realised why you were so familiar."

"The others?" He looked back behind her.

"I told them that you might know people who had been there. Told them that I had been." She went over to him then, taking a hold of his arm to ground him in the now as she saw him start to fall into a flashback. "They're going to want to know."

"The Fleet…" He was shell-shocked, and Sam was starting to realise that he may not have ever received counselling after returning to Earth. And he could still very well be grieving. It may have been over twenty years since Tarsus, but on occasion she still had nightmares. She figured that he did too.

His name, because of who his father was, had been blocked out from the report of survivors. As were several others to protect them. They, like her, knew what Kodos looked like; unlike them, however, no one had known she was there. Kodos had never been found, and many believed he was still alive. From what she had been able to uncover while she was on the planet, there could still be people out there who could come after them to silence them. Kodos' reach was long, even so many years later.

"I've ordered Sulu to set a course for Tarsus III. The rest of the ship haven't been told where we're going, and Starfleet won't know we haven't gone there for a few days." She watched as he nodded, then she led him to the Office. She commed the Beta bridge crew to take over from Alpha, stating the senior members were needed for a meeting. After that she contacted the bridge and told them where to meet. She also contacted Dean to meet them. He hadn't been there, but he would be welcome support, as would Scotty.

"We have time enough to tell them. After that, you can decide if you want to go to the surface." He nodded numbly as he took a seat in the well cluttered office. Sam looked up as Spock announced to the rest of the ship what Kirk had told them in the beginning, only leaving out the destination. It would soon be known anyway.

She set about tidying up and clearing space for the others when Dean entered with several chairs, Scotty behind him. She moved several of the brothers' journals back onto their shelves as he spoke.

"Jim, you ok?" He asked, his Scottish accent thick with worry. Sam noticed how pale the captain looked. She nodded to Dean who left to get food for them all.

"Sit, Monty, everything will be explained shortly." She said, keeping an eye on Jim. After that, it was only a few minutes before the rest of the crew arrived. Spock entered first, Uhura beside him. Sulu and Leon followed, with Dean bringing up the rear with a tray of fruit. She waited until everyone was seated before saying,

"As I said before, I was on Tarsus when the massacre happened." She nodded in Scotty's direction. "I was 20 when it happened. Dad and I were going after something on Tarsus II, but on the way, we discovered that it gained power by draining strong women."

"So, Dad dropped her off on Tarsus IV on the way. It was the least populated and chances were that no one would even know she was there. If they went to a more populated planet, questions would have been asked about what they had on the ship." Dean said, taking over from her when she stopped. The memories stirred up, causing her to pause to get a handle on them.

"How old were you, Dean?" Leon asked.

"One, two. Mum was still with him then. They split about a year later, she never knew Sam was Vulcan."

Sam was glad they didn't ask more questions about their family; talking about that time always hurt.

"Ship?" Kirk asked. "The Hunters have a ship?"

"Yeah, but we don't travel that far from Earth. It was a gift from a very grateful family we saved from a vengeful ancestor." Sam said, taking a bite from an apple.

"So, you were on the planet when Kodos took over?" Kirk asked, taking some fruit.

"Yeah. I'd been there for a few months before that though."

A/N2: Just realised that was the longest Author's Note I've ever written.