A/N: This is my first time writing a fan fiction story. I don't have a beta so please let me know if you find any mistakes!

Jim woke up feeling extremely satisfied. He shifted in his bed without opening his eyes. That's when he realized he was not in his bed and he was using someone's arm as a pillow. His eyes popped open. That particular someone had been sleeping with their arm draped across Jim's waist and it had trailed across his stomach when he had moved to lie on his side.

He panicked and closed his eyes. He could hear the person next to him taking deep steady breaths. He slowly started to turn hoping not to wake them and fearing what he would find. He opened his eyes and found himself face to face with his first officer.

WHAT THE HELL? The shock caused him to sit up. He looked around and realized he was lying on the floor of a large event hall. Whatever event had taken place here was long since over because to say the room was a mess would be an understatement.

As the initial shock of waking up in Spock's arms began to lessen, he realized that there was people scattered across what could only be described as the remains of some sort of battle.

He spotted Scotty sleeping soundly while hugging a bottle of Scotch.

He then saw Chekov and Sulu passed out under what he could only assume had been a canopy at some point. He almost laughed at the sight of them. Sulu was sprawled out on the floor holding a sword, while Chekov was curled up into a tight ball . . . using Sulu's stomach as a pillow.

Oh man, this was priceless! He was never going to let them forget this. He looked around for a camera but stopped the moment he realized he too had been in a very compromising position only moments before.

Jim saw various ensigns passed out on the floor. Some of them had even passed out on top of tables. He couldn't find Bones or Uhura anywhere. Oh crap, Uhura. It had been months since she and Spock had broken up, but he didn't want to deal with the repercussions if something had in fact happened. Wait. What could have possibly happened? This was Spock. He didn't get drunk and he most certainly would not engage in any form of contact in public.

Then why did I wake up in his arms?

Jim turned around and found the Vulcan still sleeping soundly . . . surrounded by candy wrappers. All of which were different brands of earth chocolate.

Well that explained it.

"Oh. My. God."

Jim flinched at the sound of that voice. If he was pale from the shock before, he must look like a freaking ghost by this point. He turned and saw Uhura standing at the doorway with Carol standing next to her; both were wearing the same shocked expression.

"What the hell happened here?"

Somehow Uhura's eyes found Jim before he could even consider an escape route.

"KIRK!"

Shit.

She darted towards him with Carol practically sprinting to keep up with her.

"You better have a good explanation for all this! We are supposed to leave in two hours and over two-thirds of our crew is passed out." Uhura towered over Kirk with pure anger on her face.

Her anger seemed to temporarily fade when she caught sight of Spock. Uhura immediately bent down to check on him. "Kirk, what did you do to Spock?"

"I didn't do anything! Not that I can remember at least."

"Did you let him eat chocolate?" Uhura was looking at the Hershey wrappers lying next to Spock.

Kirk ran his hand through his hair, "now that you mention it . . . I think there was some chocolate involved . . . and a fountain."

"Oh my god! You boys are unbelievable! We can't even leave you alone for one night!" She pulled out her communicator.

"Christine? Could you come down to the event hall?" Uhura frowned at Kirk, "it seems like our Captain and the rest of the crew took the festivities too far."

Uhura was mad. But Jim was honestly not in the mood to be lectured for his poor decision-making skills. Right now all he cared about was finding out why he had woken up in the arms of his First Officer… but there was no way he was bringing that up to Uhura. Choosing the safer route he turned to Carol.

"Do you remember what happened last night?"

Carol gave him a sympathetic smile, "I only know what happened up until Uhura and I went up to our rooms. We told you boys to call it a night but you insisted on staying."

Jim shook his head. God his head was pounding. How much did he drink last night? He was going to ask Bones to give him a hangover remedy. Wait. Bones! He turned to Carol again.

"Did Bones go to bed with you guys?"

Carol looked a little taken aback by his question. Jim quickly realized how it had sounded.

"Oh! No I didn't mean it that way! I meant if he left the party early?"

"No, he was still here when we left."

Jim looked around the room. Then where the hell is he? The one time Jim would willingly take a hypo, his friend decides to magically disappear.

"Uh Jim?"

Jim turned to look at Uhura, who was still kneeling next to an unconscious Spock.

"Yeah?"

"What happened to your back?"

"What?"

"You have scratch marks on your back."

Jim stared at Uhura in shock as he felt himself turn crimson red. Before he could even come up with an answer, he was saved by the sudden appearance of Nurse Chapel.

A/N: Review? I always appreciate any kind of feedback!