"I'm glad that's over." Said Bella, dropping into her chair. "That was so boring."

McCoy frowned. "Why does Starfleet always pick us for the boring missions?" Kirk shrugged. "You'd think after we saved the world once or twice, we'd be able to do something interesting." McCoy continued. "But no. We get stuck with the cataloging mission no one else wanted."

"There were some interesting plants." Sulu said.

Bella sighed. "Well, I'm going to go get some sleep." She said. "See you later." She walked to her room and collapsed on the bed. Next time, she vowed, she would make sure that it was an interesting mission before volunteering for ground party. She sighed and fell asleep.

* * * * * *

"Superman's better!" Kirk yelled.

"No, Batman is!" Chekov yelled.

"What's going on?" Bella asked. "Why are you debating superman vs. batman?"

"Because we're bored." Kirk answered.

She sighed. "We're all bored. Oh and by the way Batman's better. Sorry Jim." She said.

"Traitor." He muttered. She grinned, but it disappeared quickly. She put a hand to her head. "What's wrong?" Kirk asked.

"I've been feeling really weird since we came back from the mission."

Kirk frowned. "Come to think of it, I've been feeling weird, too."

"Me, too." Said Chekov.

Bella frowned. "That's… odd." She said.

"Ve should probably be getting to ze bridge." Said Chekov, checking the clock. Bella stood up and almost fell over. Kirk caught and steadied her.

"That was weird." She said. "My balance just went."

"We should go." Said Kirk. She nodded and followed him out the door. Everyone turned when they came in. Bella sat down at her console. She immediately felt even worse. She stood up. She felt like she wanted to dance, but forced herself not to. What's happening to me? She thought. Kirk turned to talk to her. Her panic must have been clear on her face. "Bella, what's wrong?" he asked.

"I don't know." She said. She had this sudden urge to sing. "But I couldn't tell you…" she began. She clapped a hand over her mouth. "Do something!" she begged.

"What?" he asked.

The urge to sing was growing stronger by the second. She would have to give. She began to sing.

Well I couldn't tell you why she felt that way, she felt it every day. And I couldn't help her. I just watched her make the same mistakes again. What's wrong, what's wrong now? Too many, too many problems. Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs. She wants to go home, but nobody's home. It's where she lies, broken inside. There's no place to go, no place to go. To dry her eyes, broken inside. Open your eyes and look outside, find the reasons why. You've been rejected and now you can't find what you've left behind. Be strong, be strong now. Too many, too many problems. Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs. She wants to go home, but nobody's home. It's where she lies, broken inside .There's no place to go, no place to go. To dry her eyes, broken inside. Her feelings she hides, her dreams she can't find. She's losing her mind, she's falling behind. She can't find her place, she's losing her faith. She's falling from grace, she's all over the place. Yeah! She wants to go home, but nobody's home. It's where she lies, broken inside. There's no place to go, no place to go. To dry her eyes, broken inside. She's lost inside, lost inside. Uhhhhhhh! She's lost inside, lost inside. Uhhhhhhh!

Bella stopped singing and closed her eyes. She didn't dare look at anyone else. The bridge erupted in cheers.

"Bella that was awesome!" said Kirk. She tried to smile but it was thin and strained looking.

"What happened?" she asked.

"I don't know." He said. "You looked really panicked and then you just started singing. You have a really nice voice by the way." He said.

"Thanks." She said. "But I just want to know what happened to me."

"Well, usually when something weird happens to someone, we go see the expert." She frowned.

"And the expert is?" He grinned.

"Bones, of course. To sickbay!" She chuckled and followed him out the door.

* * * * *

"Ok." Said Bella. "What happened to me?"

"Well." Said McCoy, checking the scans. "Something affected your nervous system while you were on the mission."

Her eyes widened. "What affected my nervous system?" she asked.

"It's not dangerous." He said. He chuckled. "I heard you were singing. I wish I could have seen that."

She frowned. "What affected my nervous system?" she repeated.

"Some kind of plant spore." He said. Damn spores, she thought angrily.

"Wait." Said Kirk. "Plant spores? Like that cloud of spores we passed through on the mission?"

"Yeah." Said McCoy. "Wait, you don't mean…"

"Yeah." Said Kirk. "Were all going to end up singing and dancing." McCoy paled.

Bella looked up. "So, I'm not going to be the only one humiliating myself?"

"Apparently not." Said Kirk.

"Well." Said McCoy. "One good thing has come out of this."

"What's that?" asked Kirk, confused.

McCoy grinned. "It'll be Spock's turn soon."