Disclaimer: Star Trek and its characters are not mine. They belong to Roddenberry and some of the dialogue used in this story belongs to J.J. Abrams and his team. The characters of Lena and Dr. Singh belong to me. I receive no profit from this work of fiction.

So, this is my very first fic. I finally decided to sit down and give a whack at it. I churned this story out in 5 days. Please review. I'll take anything good or bad. Thanks!

Remember this is rated M for language and some hot Vulcan lovin later on.

Chapter 1: 15 Step

The rain was falling heavily as she exited the plane; her back and legs aching with each step.

Guess traveling as a stowaway wasn't the best idea.

Standing up straight and looking around, 10 year old Lena Price was greeting by a large sign reading "Welcome to Boston". As she walked through the streets, Lena realized that coming to America would be much harder than she anticipated.

At least the rain reminds me of home. Home…England. A place filled with memories of joy and pain. At that moment Lena felt a wave of grief overtake her as her thoughts drifted toward her mum. A woman who had sacrificed so much to give Lena a better life than the one she had. Lena adored her mum. The kindness of her eyes, the warmth of her smile. She knew nothing of her father and had no desire to. All she knew was that he was a violent man who raped a woman that produced a child: Lena.

Lena clung to her mother until the end, sitting next to her as a rare disease called cancer claimed her life. Left with no family and a broken heart, 10-year-old Lena decided to leave England and travel to America. She hoped to someday leave Earth altogether. Living amongst the stars and escaping the planet that had nothing but painful memories. Lena had one goal: to join Starfleet no matter the cost.

Using what little money she had, Lena found ways to leave Boston and slowly make her way across the country toward San Francisco. From a young age, Lena's mother pushed her to learn how to physically defend herself. With dark auburn hair and emerald green eyes, she was the perfect prey to many predators. After living in the streets of London the first month after her mother died, Lena knew she would always have to be on the defensive.

Lena traveled through many cities: New York, Cleveland, Chicago and then after being in the country for 2 weeks she crossed the border into Iowa; not knowing that she was about to meet someone who would change her life for the better…and for the worse.

I know it's short but just hang with me.