Chekov P.O.V

"So... Do you think that Geneva's gone into her room yet?" Hikaru asked me, a grin on his face as I sat at the desk of our shared dorm room... not long now and then graduation!
"Don't know, but I don't vant to be here vhen she does." I said, grabbing a bag and putting my equation books inside.
"HIKARU!" And just like that Geneva's voice radiated through the halls, like gamma radiation, passing through paper which was meant to keep out the alpha radiation... "You've done it now... She'll be here in seconds." I said, trying to grab my stuff and get out before things got hectic, just before I could reach for the access code. There was a series of loud bangs at the door, and it was then I realized... I really needed to improve on my time management skills...
"HIIIKARU SULU! I AM GOING TO END YOUR LIFE IF YOU DON'T OPEN THIS DOOR!" Geneva yelled.
Hikaru ran towards the window and tried to prize it open, only to find it was locked.
"Shit... where is the access card for the window!?" He said, agitation starting to set in.
"HOW AM I ZUPPOSED TO KNOV!" I said, getting panicked.

Now, Sulu might be a tough guy but when it comes to Geneva Dorian... well she can strike fear into the hearts of any man- especially mine when she's pissed off.

"Pavel Andrevich Chekov! I swear, if you don't open this door I will shove my foot so far up your arse, even the best doctors won't be able to remove it!" She yelled. I got up and sped to the door cursing in Russian as I got the access key.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Sulu yelled. He was stood at attention, like he was ready for a fight... and he probably was.
"I don't vant her foot up my ass!" I exclaimed.
"Ok, ok. Ok." He said grabbing his sword.
"Vait, vhat are you doing?" I asked.

He had unsheathed the sword and had it readied in his hands.

"Relax, I won't kill her." he smirked.
I shivered this was not going to end well for anyone... especially me.
"Three.. Two...One, Now!" I opened the door and put my back against the wall.
"Sulu!" She ran in only to be met with the butt of the sword straight to her head, her legs buckled instantly and she dropped to the floor, landing in a heap. I noticed then that she was covered in water, her red academy uniform completely soaked through.
"Ha! I knew, I could do that!" Sulu said, a proud sense of achievement on his face.
I ran to her and turned her over, there was a slight bump on her hear, but other then that she looked really peaceful.
"К сожалению(I'm sorry)." I said, picking her up and putting her on my bed.
"Awww, apologizing to your girlfriend?" He laughed, putting his sword back on the shelf.
"Zhat is not funny, she's not my girlfriend so vould you stop vith saying zhat!" I said... I tell him some things in confidence, but not that. So how is he figuring this out.
"Then what is she to you?" He asked leaning against the shelf.
"She's my best friend, and have been since ve met at university." I said. sitting on the bed next to her.
"Oh, here we go again, the sappy tale of two children meeting at school, soon they become friends, and later on lovers! Oh, is this tale fraught with hardships? I see that the girl is the daughter of an English lord and Starfleet captain, and the boy a genius from a Russia!?" he laughed.
"Oh vell zhanks for calling me a genius and... SHUT UP!" I said, how embarrassing could he be!
"I'm kidding." He said, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Please ztop you are giving me palpitations." I said leaning back.

"Ugghhhh..." I heard a low groan and turned behind me, where Geneva's eye's fluttered open, revealing her brilliant amber, almost gold eyes.
Her chocolate brown hair, slightly darker with the water in it, making my pillow damp.
"Pavel..." She growled.
"Uh...Добрый день(Dobriy den'(Good afternoon)) "Thanks for the heads up mate!" She hissed pressing her hand to the bump on her head.
"I'm sorry?" I said, edging backwards.
"Damn right you are, and Sulu where do you think you are going!?" She yelled, as the older man tried to leave through the door.
"Just to get in some late sword practise, maybe look over my flight manual ya-"
"Save it, what I wanna know it why on earth you would rig my room like that! First I get splashed by a bucket of water then reach for a towel only to find that there is a 6 feet tall, plant, creature, one that I can't classify from the hand book you gave me, in my room, grinning at me with sharp like teeth! Vine's wrapping around, me! I'M BRUISED SULU! IT'S TEARING MY ROOM APART!" She yelled.
"I'm sorry, but the plant won't be able to leave the room until it's settled, it has a 3 day incubation period. So..." He trailed off.
"One word- RUN!"

Later on.
Geneva P.O.V I grumbled curse words at Sulu as I walked down the hall along side Pavel. After intense effort, Sulu had to help me get my stuff. I didn't even know, where I was going to sleep. Sulu managed to calm the plant down enough for me to pack some of my stuff into boxes.
I walked with a box in my hand, feeling like I had when I first came to the academy in San Francisco. Lost and confused. Pavel walked along side me, obviously I was emitting my frustration and making conversation awkward, but I was too annoyed to stop doing so.

"Geneva, you don't have to, but you could stay in my room, until zhe plant is gone." Pavel said.
"Really!?" I said in disbelief.
"Da. I knew he vas going to do it, but I zidn't do anything. So zhis is my fault." He sighed.
"No, no it's not your fault Pasha, you didn't set it up." I said, using his nickname.
"Спасибо (Spaseeba(Thank you))" He said, blushing slightly, odd why would he find that embarrassing.
"So Pasha are you going to the party tonight?" I asked.
"Da, I was going to ask you that same question." he said.
I laughed, weekends do not have scheduled classes, so mostly clubs happened.

I actually hadn't been to a proper party ever! Because most of the parties I went to were aristocratic parties, I wouldn't know what it would be like so it'd be best if I went with Pavel, but thinking about it I didn't know if he had been to one either.

"Pasha, go at the same time as me, so we can leave at the same time and not be alone if we go separately."
"Da, sure, besides you have to change in my room remember?" He chuckled.
"Oh yeah, what time is it now?" I asked.
Pavel looked at his watch.
"zen minutes past sewen." He said.
ten minutes past seven... We only had 50 minutes to get ready!
"Oh bloody hell!" I said, literally dragging Pavel to his room.
He was muttering in Russian as we went.
"We only have 45 minutes!" I said when we finally got in his room.
"Oh! Uh ok." he said grabbing his clothes and started to take his top off.
"Ugh... Pasha, I'm still in the room, where should I change?" I deadpanned. Slightly alarmed... He was going to change in front of me...
"Oh! Uh, you can use the bathroom..." He said, blushing slightly as he dropped his top down, until I walked into the bathroom.

I sighed in relief as I closed the door. I quickly changed into my dress that I had bought and put on the black ankle boots I got with them. I quickly pulled my hair out of the hair band and ruffled it a little to make it a bit more natural looking and walked out... Then instantly walked back in screaming my apologies as Pavel was still changing... Well that was awkward...
"Pavel? Are you decent?" I called my ear pressed to the door so I could hear his reply. There was a moment of silence then shuffling sounds, when finally.
"Da! Come in!" He called back. I cautiously opened the door and walked in. I was pleasantly surprised, he looked really nice. He was dressed in a smart black suit and white shirt, without a tie, cause it looks casual.
"Wow!" He said looking over me.
"Oh, thanks, you look good yourself." I said, fixing my boot.
"You're still wearing your necklace?" He looked at my neck to where my crest shone in the dwindling twilight."I have to, I can't loose it and I'm a Dorian, there's no reason for me not to wear it." I said holding the crest in the palm of my hand. The points of the Amber shield and the silver wings pressed into my skin slightly, not painful, but if left for long would leave a mark on my hand.
"Da, but it's one of a kind, and it makes you a target for a robber." He said.
"I know, I know, I'll be careful." I sighed, walking around the back of Pavel and dusted off the shoulders of his jacket.
"Vait, Amber and silver necklace, purple dress?" He asked, looking over me again.
"Yeah! Why not!" I said, grabbing a matching bag and slotting in my access card and phone.
"Ok lets go!" I smiled.

Later.
"It's very crowded isn't it?" I said, walking into the club, it was already packed, the whole place illuminated by different coloured flashing lights and as you walked further in you could feel the vibrations of the music through the floor travelling up your body from your feet.

"Da, maybe ve should find some people we knov?" Pavel suggested.
I thought for a moment, I knew a few people who were coming, but this whole place was packed and it would probably be difficult to find them, so it would be a good idea to just stay close to Pavel and figure things out.
"No, this place is massive, lets just stick together, I'm sure we'll run into someone later." I said.
He nodded and we walked around a bit, both of us gazing like lost sheep... maybe this wasn't actually a good idea.
"Hey Pasha? Have you actually ever been to a party like this?" I asked.
"Not really, zhis is zhe first zime I've been invited to one." He admitted.

I deadpanned.

"Well crap." I said.

After about fifteen minutes, we walked to the bar. The obvious thing to do would be get a drink, non-alcoholic since we were underage, and sit and observe what goes on.
"Hi, could ve have zwo pepsi's?" Pavel said.
The man behind the bar gave him a confused look.
"What did you say buddy, speak English!" He said.

Pavel sighed, his V's and W's were getting the better of him again and if this kept happening he feared that it would make his life difficult for when he boarded a ship for duty.

He looked at me for help.
"Don't arch your tongue so much, try not to roll your R's, sit up straight and take a deep breath." I whispered to him.
"Could I get zwo Pepsi's." He said, but this time it sounded a little better. However the man at the bar looked confused.
"English! me. no comprendey ." He said.
Pavel groaned in frustration and looked to me.
"Sorry mate, could we have two Pepsi's?" I sighed.
The man nodded and after a couple of seconds came back with two glasses of Pepsi.
"Thank you." I said, handing Pavel his drink.

Pavel looked a little down hearted after that experience.
"I actually zhought I was getting better at zhis." He said sadly.

I felt really bad, that whole experience had just undermined his confidence pretty badly. We sat down a bit further down the bar and sipped our drinks.
"Don't worry, your forgetting the music's loud, besides it doesn't matter, he's just one guy, not a crew of star fleet officers." I said, looking at him.
He hunched over is drink slightly and twirled the straw in his hand."Aren't you going to dance, Genewa?" He asked.
"No, not unless you're going to." I said, looking at the dance floor where lots of people were spinning around, laughing and having a good time.
"One sec, I need to use zhe bathroom." Pavel said.
"Ok cool, meet me here after you're done." I said.
"Don't vorry I von't leave you." He smiled slightly as he walked off.

I smiled and looked down into my drink... I know you won't leave me Pavel, but when we are called up for duty, I'm not sure if you'll be able to say that for much longer, especially if my father has anything to do with it...

I stirred the rest of the Pepsi, that was more melted ice than soft drink by now, when suddenly my train of thought was interrupted by two men walking over.
"Jim! I can't believe you would actually bring me here, I don't want to be here!" One man grunted, his voice radiating a strong southern accent.
"Chill bones, enjoy yourself!" The other man said.
I turned around to see what all the fuss was about. "This is ridiculous!" The man with dark hair said, he had a strong southern accent so I assumed he was the one called Bones.
"Oh loosen up." The blond one, said so he was the one called Jim.

I turned back around, because their argument was none of my business. Just then I saw the shadow of someone going to sit next to me. In Pavel's seat.

"Hey there good looking." The blond one said.
I sighed. " My friends sitting there." I said casually, I looked him over... guessing from what he looked like, this was James T Kirk... He had a reputation with the girls in my dorm, swoon em', shag em', dump em' as it were.
"I don't think a pretty girl like you would mind." He said.
"No, but my friend would, not only that, but I'm not some girl that's a notch on your belt." I said coldly.
"Oh wow, I like her." The man named Bones laughed.
"Of course you would." Kirk sighed, standing up and walking off, while his friend sat on the other side of me and not in Pavel's seat.
"Leonard McCoy." He said putting his hand out.
"Geneva Dorian." I said shaking it politely.

He looked at me and then his face took an expression of Realization.
"Wait, you're Captain Dorian's daughter aren't you?" He said, looking me over.
"Yep, that's me. I think we met once, you attended one of the medical classes that I have." I said, sipping my drink and then putting it down, the putrid taste of sweetened water now lingering within the glass.
"Oh yeah! Well I'll be damned." He chuckled.
"Funny question, but why does your friend think it's okay to hit on random women?" I asked, even though I found it detestable, maybe his friend would be a good case study for my psychology course work.
"Who knows, why does it interest you?" He asked. "I'm training to be a science officer, and even though I am qualified it's always good to expand new theories of the processes of the mind and chemical reactions within and what not." I chuckled.
"Oh so your a psychologist." He said.
"Bulls eye." I grinned.
"Not wanting to become a red shirt eh?" He said.
I deadpanned, off course not.
"Definitely not, I've heard the stories, a red shirt in engineering or a red shirt Ensign especially is the most likely to die in enemy attack, besides I want to save people's lives, not end my own." I put a hand underneath my chin.
"True, so is that what made you decide to become a Doctor?" He asked.

This conversation was truly fascinating, I hadn't had such a conversation with anyone, but with Pavel, Sulu, my parents or a teacher.
"Yes, that and the fact that my parent's wanted me too, though I major in a persons mental state more, than physical state, though I'm working on that too." I said.
"And you? What about your life"
"Oh I wanted to help save people, just as much as most Doctors." he said.
"Then why did you join Starfleet and not a hospital? Not to sound rude." I asked, his face turned into a scowl slightly, as if remembering something bad, like one eating a really bad piece of food and the actual taste never goes away.
"My wife divorced me and ran off with the entire planet in her damn suitcase, Ain't got nothin' except my bones.." He grunted.

I was now worried, I may have now crossed a line...

"Sorry to hear that." I said, now this was uncharted territory for me.
"Eh, not your fault." He sighed, gesturing to the bar tender for a drink, from what he said he had just ordered two whiskeys.
And I know this cause of my dad, not because I drink.
They were put down on the table in front of us.
"On me." He said.
I looked at it... and I froze, I'm seventeen, I'm too young to drink! I looked around slightly for any sign of help. I keep my age to myself for reasons such as people thinking I only got into the academy from an early age because I was the daughter of a Captain, which was horse crap. I never relied on my parents to get me in. I let my grade speak for themselves.

"I um, I don't drink." I said, looking at the whiskey in front of me with admirable loathing.
"Oh, sorry. So how's that workin' out for ya?" He asked taking a quick drink of his whiskey.
"Good so far, I guess I've never really been interested in alcohol." I shrugged.
"You just wait until you're run off your feet on ship duty, I have a feeling you'll take back that statement Darlin'." He laughed.
"Who knows, probably will." I said, looking around.

It had been a while and Pavel still wasn't back yet.
Suddenly there was a loud noise and a crowd gathered around two people fighting, Kirk's voice could be heard from inside, with sounds of muffled yelling and punching.
"Dammit Jim! Sorry, it was nice meetin' ya Geneva, see you around." Bones said running off.
"Nice to meet you too." I said as he disappeared into the crowd.

I looked around again and still no sign of Pavel, I was starting to get worried now, my eye's scanning through the crowd to see if I could find him, But as hard as I tried I couldn't see him. The fight crowd had dispersed now and the people seemed to spread out more evenly.
I didn't know what the fight was about, I didn't particularly care to be honest, however it was nice to talk to Bones, and as I sat there and thought over the conversation I realized why he was called Bones. I remembered him saying that all he had was his bones.

"I didn't zhink you vould still be here." Pavel said from behind me.
I turned around and breathed a a sigh of relief as he stood beside me.
"Phew, where did you go?" I asked, he looked fine, it didn't look like he had been beaten up.
"Bathroom, some stuv happened... Is zhat vhiskey?" H asked looking down at the drink in front of me, the one Bones had bought for me.
"Yeah, I met a nice guy who's in some of my courses, he's older and thought I was so bought me a drink." I sighed.
"And vhat excuse did you come up vith?" He asked, he looked around cautiously, not wanting people to overhear out conversation.
"I said that I don't drink, that's all there was to it." I said pushing the drink aside and getting out of my chair.

The truth was, I kept my age to myself. The only people who know my age are Pavel and Hikaru, not even my roommate knows I'm just 17... and I want it to stay that way as long as I can manage... It might sound mad, but people wouldn't take a 17 year old doctor seriously, they would laugh and tell me to run along, go play hopscotch or something stupid like that. I've seen what people say to Pavel and even though he doesn't tell me, I see it upsets him, but also spurs him on to do well. He's someone I look up to whole heartedly, because he's brave enough to embrace that feeling of being put down and move on.

"Ah, ok, vell vhat do you vant to do now... I mean it's wery crovded." He said looking around.

Suddenly another man walked up to me, he was about five foot nine. Bright red hair, unkempt and messy, green eye's that positively radiated mischief.
"Why hello beautiful, and what would your name be?" He purred. I scoffed, I swear if I get this pig in my personal space, he's getting a punch straight in the face.
"My name is of no concern to you." I said, rolling my eye's.
He smirked, putting a hand into his black, denim trouser pocket.
"Come on now babe, there's no need to be rude, I'm always nice to ladies, especially British girls." He said, slipping around me, his had reached out to, the bottom of my dress, only for me to grab his wrist painfully tight and twist it.
He shrieked in pain and his legs buckled, he collapsed to his knees, whimpering for mercy.
"I don't know who the hell you think you are, Mate. But I am not up for your, perverted advances today, now lets get that straight, now piss off." I growled pushing him to the floor. He quickly scrambled away, clutching his bruised wrist.
"Are you okay?" Pavel asked.
"Yes. I'm fine, just sick and tired of being hit on, I put on a dress, suddenly that makes me do-able, apparently." I sighed looking over at the dance floor... One dance couldn't hurt and then we could leave...
"Van't to dance?" Pavel asked me, looking at the dance floor, there was an uncertainty in his eye's, as if thinking, that it couldn't hurt to try, but then occasionally re-thinking it in his mind.
"Yeah, why not?" I said.

The beat of the music was slow and steady, dropping extremely low at times, all you really had to do was sway with the rhythm of the music to blend in. Suddenly the tempo sped up and the pace was faster, more frantic movements were being made by the party goers. It was dizzying.

Suddenly the dancers split into halves. Were they having a dance battle? I didn't think it was that kind of party...
Both sides were yelling and cheering, pushing people into the middle, it started off with two boys, dancing in front of each other each having a jerky pace to each movement. The whole thing was painfully quick. Then it was two girls, each having more of an attitude to what they did, facing each other off rivalling one another. Stressing them out. Then suddenly I felt myself being shoved... hands pressing against my back and shoving me hard.
"Genewa!" Pavel yelled trying to push through the crowd to get to me. I tried to reach out, but I was shoved again and I stumbled into the middle. The person that got pushed out next was Kirk. The song, changed to the type of music I was more familiar with, it was complete techno and upbeat, with slight violins... I knew how to dance to this song.
"Ladies first." Kirk smirked.
"No, no... I wanna see what you've got mate." I said bobbing to the music.

Kirk danced... his steps moving in time and just about matching the atmosphere the music was creating. His half cheered and then all eye's were on me... And I was not about to get publically shamed, not without a fight.
So I danced, I remembered watching the music video to the song and some of the moves in it, so I started thinking them over, spinning around and suddenly dropping backwards and kicking one foot in the air, the crowd cheered and kirk looked in awe, I smirked and kept dancing, making my moves more ambitious, Kirk couldn't keep up and I was chuffed. The music came to an end and I dropped to the floor again, crossing my legs and smirking intently.
I walked back to my side where Pavel was waiting for me, shocked." H-How?" He said, looking at me in complete disbelief. "Cause I've learnt to dance ever since I was young." I chuckled. I was getting cheers and pats on the back. The dance battle kept on going for another few minutes, until it dispersed and people either stayed or got drinks, me an Pavel stayed. Now the dance floor was quieter he felt a bit better.
"So you going to dance?" I asked.
"Vell, yes." He said starting to bop slightly to the music, getting a bit more confident as time went on. He smiled and then spun me around.
"Pavel!?" I said in surprise as he linked hands with me and started spinning around.
"Remember zhis one." He said, said pulling me close and stopping, making us both jerking slightly.
"Oh yeah, well then try this one." I laughed...

Later The party was just finishing and people were starting to leave, me and Pavel were laughing so much it was unbelievable. We started walking back to the dorm room. The streets lit dimly in the warm night air, just about to see the outline of the street. "That was actually really fun." I chuckled.
"Da, it vas. But nov I am wery tired and ready for bed." He yawned.
"Me too mate, lets get home quick, I'm sure, I've got something to do tomorrow." I sighed, my eye's drooping.
We quickly rushed back to Pavel's room, Where Sulu was already waiting.
"So what did you two crazy kids get up to after the party, it ended half an hour ago." He probed.
"Walked home, what do you think, were students, we don't have money for cabs." I said.
"How does that work? Your a rich girl." Sulu smirked at his statement.
"I'm not a rich girl, I just come from a high class family, I get a set limit of money a month and the budget did not cover it, remember how many books I've had to buy on advanced biology, a physics book, chemistry books, psychology books, linguistics books, Advanced Math..." I growled.
I hate that stereotype, I'm not a spoilt rich kid, If I really wanted something I always had to work for it, like anyone else. Like when I wanted to attend University with placement courses in Russia, America, France and Japan. My parents didn't want me to do it, so I had to work really hard to convince them, If I ever wanted anything I had to do good at school for it, or help clean with Mitchel, who was the house butler and might I add, only butler, who's family have served mine for many years, we gave Mitchel a job with his dad who is the gardener, to help pay for his rent, when he struggled after university, he started when I was about 2 and has been the butler ever since. My house isn't that big, it's a 6 bedroom, it's the land it's self that's large, so I have a swing in the garden, but enough about that.

"Yeah, yeah. Nice dancing by the way." He said, reading a book he had in his hand.
"Thanks, I'm going to change in the bathroom, and just to let you know, if Pavel ever tried to pull and brought a girl in here, you would be a massive cock block." I huffed, grabbing my tank top and pyjama shorts and walking into the bathroom, locking the door behind me with a soft click.

Pavel P.O.V

"You are." I said changing.
"Yeah, Yeah, but then you should make your move more quickly, time has a funny way of escaping you, you won't be a teenager for much longer, ya know?" Sulu said, flicking the page of his book, looking at it thoughtfully.
"I vish, zhen people vouldn't look at me zhe vay zhey do." I sighed, sitting on the bed.
"Don't wish your time away, before you know it you'll be 22. With adult worries." He said.
I groaned... adult worries, which shows I'm not an adult now, I'm still a kid to everyone.
"One other thing..." Sulu stated.
"Vhat ?" "Where is Geneva going to sleep?" He asked. I sat bolt upright... I hadn't thought this one through.
"Yeah, actually where am I going to sleep?" Geneva said walking out of the bathroom.
"Um...Um... Vell, you could sleep... in here vith me?" I said, hesitantly.

She looked at me and then the floor and then me again, and I couldn't tell what she was thinking...
"You know what.. Why not, I just need to sleep." She said getting in the other side.
I froze...She was actually in bed with me...
She turned her back to me.
"Night Pavel." She said sweetly.

"Pavel?" She asked.
"Oh um yeah... Goodnight Genewa." I said...

The next morning I awoke to sunlight streaming through the window, the faint rays hitting my eye's I felt warm and comfortable in bed, then noticed that the warmth I felt was from someone else, I opened my eye's to see Geneva, snuggled next to me. I almost died... I had one of my arms on her shoulder and the other her waist, while her hand was on my chest. I took deep shallow breaths and tried to stay calm.
She yawned and opened her eye's.
"Morning Pasha." She smiled and then closed her eye's again. Enjoying the comfort of being in bed.
"I, Uh, I..." I stuttered, feeling her shift closer towards me.
She cracked an eye open to see what all the fuss was about to then realize what was going on.
" Oh Jeepers, I'm so sorry Pasha!" She said.
"No no no no no. It's okay it's fine." I said.
"Really?" She asked.
"Yes." "Then I'm going back to sleep. See you in about four hours." She said, pulling the duvet over her head.
"It's eight o'clock zhough." I said, pulling up the duvet.
"Yeah, too early for this." She exclaimed and pulled the duvet back.
I ginned and this was the way it was, until she got her room back, from the plant.

Geneva P.O.V

"Be strong. Be strong. Don't loose hope, Look after yourself. Stay safe. Be brave. God Speed, my daughter." those where the words my mother spoke to me, before the chaos began.