Chief Engineering Officer, Montgomery 'Scotty' Scott, was busy at the control panel in the Engineering Room. He was testing out the heating vents after spending two days of meticulous repairs to them. They had broke down and caused the ship to be severely cold in some areas.

After turning the key, the heater turned on, but it was still making an irritable rattling, shaking noise. Scotty turned the heater off and stood their staring at the control panel. He was perplexed as to what was causing the disturbance. He and a co. worker of his had taken the entire heater apart and put it back together. They were sure it would be in working condition again.

"Hmmm...I just can't understand it," Scotty said to himself. "What's causing this thing to make such a noise?" The engineer got down on his knees and was about to crawl underneath the control panel to check for anything out of place, when his fiancée, Lieutenant Sabrina Medford, walked over to him. She smiled at him and crossed her arms.

Sabrina had light brown/reddish hair and brown eyes. She, too, worked with engineering and security.

As Scotty was about to disappear underneath the machine, he noticed black boots and legs in black nylons. He looked up and saw Sabrina standing there. He smiled and got to his feet.

"Well," He stated cheerful. "How are yah, darling?"

Scotty and Sabrina kissed one another gently, then Sabrina spoke.

"What are you doing?"

"Oh, just tryin' to get this here's heater to start working again."

"Thing's still not fixed?"

"I don't know what to do about it, Sabrina. I took the thing completely apart and put it back together. It keeps making this terrible rattlin' noise, though."

"I don't know what to tell you, sweetheart. You're the mechanic genius; not me."

Scotty smiled. He walked over closer to his future wife and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"No, but you're a genius at being my future wife," Scotty said softly.

Both of them stared into each others eyes, mesmerized by them, when they noticed one of Scotty's men were standing in front of them watching. They turned to look at him slowly.

"Do yah mind, lad? Having a moment here," Scotty said, slightly irritated.

The young engineer walked off to another part of the room, leaving the two once again to themselves.

"Do you have an idea on what it might be?" Sabrina asked.

"Not a darn thing. I think I've replaced every single part in that heater with new ones, and the thing's still giving me trouble." Scotty answered sour.

Sabrina smiled and gave Scotty a kiss on the cheek. The Scotsman grinned and turned to look at Sabrina again.

"Well, that made me feel a bit better," Scotty said softly.

After exchanging a few more words, Scotty and Sabrina kissed one another 'goodbye' and headed back to their assigned positions. Scotty sighed as he turned back to look at the control panel. He got down on the ground and crawled underneath the panel to continue looking for something he might have missed...for the seventieth time.


Captain James T. Kirk walked casually through the halls as he made a routine check of all decks. He was stopped by his science officer and second in command, Mr. Spock, leaving the science lab with papers in his hands. The Vulcan was scanning over them and reading his observations and results.

Captain Kirk smiled and made his way over to Spock.

"Mr. Spock; how are we today?" Captain Kirk asked friendly.

"Fine, Captain. And yourself?" Spock questioned.

"Oh, as well as anyone can be for an average day. How's your research coming along?"

"Fine, Captain. From what the evidence of my experiments and research have reported, the fire on the USS Erada was caused from a faulty heating system. It was not taken care of properly by the Chief Engineering Officer which caused the pipes to overheat and break out into flames."

"How positive is the evidence?"

"As of now, 67.2% accurate. I must do further research, though, in order to confirm my hypothesis and data I have so far gathered."

"Spock, just a question," Captain Kirk began. "Where exactly did the fire start on the ship?"

"Unknown, Captain. So far, the most damage the fire did to the ship seems to be on the lower decks of the ship and the Engineering Room. My hypothesis suspects one of those two areas is where the fire began."

"It's horrible, Spock. Over 395 men and women lost their lives due to that fire. I believe the only few people to survive were the captain and those who were on the Bridge at the time it took place while those on the top decks put out the fire and saved those they could find. Even some of them didn't survive, either."

"Unfortunate, but expected, Captain."

"I suppose, Spock." There was a brief moment of silence before Captain Kirk changed to a more happier topic of discussion. He sighed and gave a small smile. "Why don't we go see how our friend, Dr. McCoy, is taking fatherhood again?"

Dr. Leonard McCoy had a newborn baby, a daughter, after going under special treatment on Spock's home planet, Vulcan. The old doctor had grown ornery and upset with the fact of not having a child. His oldest daughter from a previous marriage, Joanna, was back on earth living with her mother and stepfather.

Spock nodded.

"If that is what you wish to do, Captain." The Vulcan simply answered.

Captain Kirk smiled and with that, the two top in command headed down to the turbo lift to go to deck three, where their best friend's quarters was.