Chapter One

The bar was packed that night with all of Jim's friends that he had come to know and love. Everyone saw it fit that they should celebrate, Jim becoming captain in one of his favorite places, the bar. Actually, it was Uhura's idea, seeing as though pretty much everyone had become familiar with Jim that faithful night at a bar, it was only fitting. Nyota had even managed to drag Spock along, who seemed to find drinking illogical. However, the crew jumped at the chance to be in a normal setting, wearing normal clothes.

"I want to thank you all for coming out to celebrate with me. I'm honored to serve as your captain for the Enterprise," Jim said, raising his glass of scotch.

The crew cheered and toasted to their captain's success.

"I've got to say, I'm proud of you, Jim. To think that so many people doubted you," Dr. McCoy said.

Jim took a sip from his glass and raised an eyebrow at his best friend.

"Well as I recall, Bones, you, yourself, doubted me at one point."

Bones took a sip of his drink and rolled his eyes.

"Well, you don't have to be a cocky bastard."

Jim laughed, enjoying the rest of his drink. Just then the door to the bar opened and the outside wind filled the room. That's when he saw her. A woman, wearing a tight, little black dress, a leather jacket, and knee high boots, walked in. She looked cautious, but confident. Jim watched as her long legs took strides over the the bar and smiled to himself when she noticed her curves. Certainly, she was a galaxy that he'd like to explore. The woman was young and didn't look to be any older than twenty-one. Jim admired her long, dark brown hair that stopped just at the curve of her breast. Her hair framed her smooth, hazelnut skin perfectly and Jim wondered if her skin was that smooth everywhere. After watching the woman's movements for a few minutes, he had finally worked up enough liquid courage to go and talk to her. He took confident movements towards the table where she was now sitting. The woman was considerably away from the crew, but he couldn't help but notice that her gaze was directed in their direction. The captain pulled a chair at the table the woman sitting from, earning a sigh and an eye roll from her.

"May I help you?" she asked.

"I'm James T. Kirk. The crew of the Enterprise calls me Captain, some call me Jim, but you can call me Daddy."

The woman stifled a laugh and shook her head to dismiss him.

"Do you always lead with that?"

Jim raised an eyebrow and smirked, amused.

"Maybe, but it would be more effective if you tell me your name," Jim said, taking a sip of his drink.

The woman took a sip of her own drink and looked back at the captain sitting before her. That's when Jim noticed her chestnut brown eyes that were framed with a thin layer of black eyeliner. He noticed something familiar about them but he shrugged it off and went back to the task at hand.

"Really, not even a name?"

The woman flashed a small smile as she used her long, polished fingernails to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

"It's Nayeli."

Jim gave her a seductive smirk, but honestly he didn't expect her to reveal her name.

"Na-yay-lee," he said, testing out her name on his tongue. "No last name?"

Just as the woman was about to answer him, a familiar voice spoke.

"I see you've met my little sister. "

Jim looked up to see that the voice belonged to none other than Lieutenant Uhura.

"Sister? She's your sister?"

He was almost in a state of shock. He would have never connected the two together, but I guess it did explain the sense of familiarity.

"Is it not obvious?" the elder Uhura laughed.

Nayeli gave her sister a look of caution as she ruffled her hair a bit before going back to join the others.

"So Nayeli Uhura? Why didn't you tell me that Nyota was your sister?"

Nayeli took a sip of her drink.

"I didn't think it was important, Captain."

Jim seemed to get the point that it was a sensitive subject and decided to drop it before the conversation escalated into unsafe territory. He saw that it would be better if he redirected his attention back to hitting on her.

"So I'm really into this goth look you've got going on, but it's making it kind of hard to picture you in a Starfleet uniform. What division are you in?"

Nayeli seemed to ignore his previous comment, her face stoic.

"Science, I specialize in advanced alien weaponry and physical laboratory work."

The captain had to admit, he was impressed. She looked almost too young to have accomplished so much.

"Impressive. And you're serving on the Enterprise?"

Nayeli gave a small smile and nod to confirm Jim's thoughts. This made Jim very curious to see her in action aboard the Enterprise. With the conversation taking a halt, she decided to walk to the bar and order another drink, but Jim wasn't far behind.

"Are you sure that a pretty girl like you can handle another drink?" He said to her.

This caused her to raise an offended eyebrow at him.

"I'm pretty sure that I can handle my alcohol."

In fact, Jim was sure she could. Her sister, Nyota, could drink the whole bar and still speak perfect Klingon. But he really just wanted to challenge her a bit and see how far he could push her. He wanted to know if this girl had limits and how far he could stretch them.

"You seem confident."

Nayeli looked up from her drink and turned away from the bar to face him.

"Are you challenging me, Captain?"

He smirked at the way she said 'Captain.'

"If that's what you take it as," he replied, cooly.

"I hope you know what you're getting into. I will drink you under a table."

Jim took one final sip of his drink and gave her a wink.

"Oh, I'm sure you will."

I hope you guys like this! I'm just trying something new and I've never written a story with this point of view before. If you like it, just let me know. I'll be continuing my other stories as well. Enjoy!