Chapter 1:

Captain Kirk was up late one night on the USS Enterprise. He had an unsettling noise from the outside of his quarters. To be safe, he decided to get out of bed, and go check out all the quarters, to make sure everything was running smoothly and usually. Not knowing, Spock had also heard a disturbance from his quarters, and was headed towards Captain Kirk's direction. The two were looking behind of them, not seeing they were about to bump into each other. When they did, Captain Kirk jumped up, then relieved to see it was just Spock.

"Spock…you scared me," Captain Kirk spoke, smiling a little.

Spock raised an eyebrow.

Captain Kirk cleared his throat, getting back to being his 'in charge' self.

"What are you doing up so late?" Captain Kirk questioned, seriously.

"What are you doing up, Captain?" Spock remarked.

"I heard a disturbance outside my quarters; I decided to get up and check out the area."

"As did I, Captain,"

They looked at each other for several moments, recognizing that they were both standing there in their Starfleet pajamas and bathrobes that went down to their ankles. Captain Kirk had a silk green robe with his insignia in the top left corner and black slippers on. Spock had on a silk dark blue bathrobe with his insignia in the top corner, as well, wearing dark brown slippers.

"Anyways, uh, what did this disturbance sound like, Spock?" Captain Kirk questioned, trying to both figure out if it was the same thing he heard, and to get out of this awkward silence they had entered.

"Captain, if my ears were perceiving sounds correctly, which I'm 99.999999% sure, considering I was up working on my computer, the sound was somewhat eerie, somewhat sounding like a faint moaning or wailing sound." Spock answered.

"I head the exact same thing, Spock." Captain Kirk answered.

"What's going on here," A whisper came from behind them. Captain Kirk and Spock turned to see Scotty was standing their in his Starfleet pajamas and red silk bathrobe with his insignia on it, as well, with his plaid slippers that resembled a kilt.

"Nothing, Scotty; Spock and I just heard a noise, was all." Captain Kirk answered.

"Did it sound like a faint, eerie wailing noise?" Scotty questioned.

"Yes, how did you…" Captain Kirk was cut off by Scotty.

"I heard it, too, Captain," Scotty answered.

"So, it appears that it wasn't a faint figment of our imaginations from being up late at night." Spock stated.

"I was reading my book in bed, when I heard it, Captain." Scotty added.

"Wait…where's Dr. McCoy," Captain Kirk questioned.

"Captain, if I do recall to earlier tonight, you had told Dr. McCoy to head to bed earlier, from the fatigue he has been suffering from, recently." Spock answered.

"Oh, yes; poor man's been working like crazy." Captain Kirk answered.

"You're not planning on going to his quarters and waking him up, do yah?" Scotty cried, softly.

"I just wanna see, if he's alright; if everything checks out to be fine, I'll be satisfied for the rest of the night, and the three of us can work on this in the morning." Captain Kirk answered.

The three men walked off to the west to go to Dr. McCoy's quarters, where he was peacefully sleeping soundly in his bed.

Dr. McCoy was wearing light blue pajamas with white snowflakes on them. His pants matched his button up, long sleeved shirt. He was all covered up in his blankets, his right hand resting comfortably on his belly, and sleeping comfortably and contently.

Captain Kirk, Spock, and Scotty quietly walked in, not wanting to wake up Dr. McCoy from sleep. Dr. McCoy had recently been given many stress building assignments by Starfleet Command, making him have many nights where he was up until almost 6 AM, then had to get up again by 9 AM…not to mention he had a four month old baby, a girl, named Julia Eleanor McCoy, that kept him up for several hours in the night. Captain Kirk felt horrible that he had to wake his dear friend from one of his best sleep nights he'd had in a long while, but he needed to know he was alright in order to go back to sleep.

"Bones…Bones…" Captain Kirk whispered.

Dr. McCoy continued to peacefully sleep.

"Wonder what he's dreaming about?" Scotty questioned.

"He might tell us, when he wakes up." Captain Kirk answered.

Dr. McCoy groaned softly, turning his head forward to face the front. He fluttered his eyes open to find Captain Kirk, Spock, and Scotty standing over him.

"Jim…Spock…Scotty…what on earth…you three doing inma room?" Dr. McCoy grumbled, still half asleep.

"Sorry to wake you so early, Bones, but I needed to ask you a question?" Captain Kirk spoke, softly, not wanting to wake Julia up.

"Jim…it's…" Dr. McCoy glanced over at his alarm clock, just barely able to make out what time it was. "1:30 inna morning; what could you possibly needa ask me at this hour?" Dr. McCoy grumbled, slurring his words, slightly.

"We wanted to know, if you heard a faint wailing sound sometime tonight?" Captain Kirk questioned.

Dr. McCoy rubbed his fingers with his eyes, realizing he probably wasn't going back to sleep for a while.

"Did it sound like a baby," Dr. McCoy grumbled, sounding highly irritated.

"The frequencies of the sound that I, Captain, and Mr. Scott heard was a high pitched moaning or wailing noise; from the sensors in my computer, the sound frequency was too high for any baby's cry." Spock answered.

"Ugh…why couldn't you just wake me up in the morning?" Dr. McCoy growled, softly.

"We're sorry, Bones; I just need to make sure, so I'm certain for whatever's going on here." Captain Kirk stated, softly.

Dr. McCoy lay there for a moment, trying to think back from what he could remember; most was a bunch of black gaps from being in such a deep sleep that he was enjoying for the first time in about four months, since Julia had been born.

"I don't…remember…" Dr. McCoy answered, falling asleep, again.

"Bones, please; you've gotta try to think." Captain Kirk begged.

Dr. McCoy had silently smacked his lips together and was falling back to sleep, when the faint wailing noise Captain Kirk was speaking of was heard by him in his room. It sounded like it was coming from outside his room. Dr. McCoy opened his eyes, instantly, then looked up at his three friends.

"I heard that noise; no wonder I was dreaming of being in Scotland in some ancient castle being chased by a banshee." Dr. McCoy spoke, now more awake.

"That doesn't sound very pleasant to dream, McCoy…well, besides the being in Scotland part." Scotty spoke.

Dr. McCoy chuckled softly.

"No, it was quite alright; not scared more than just confused." Dr. McCoy answered.

As the four were about to start talking, again, a little high pitched cry was heard from another part of Dr. McCoy's room; his sitting area was where it was coming from.

"Oh, someone's wanting Daddy," Scotty cooed. He walked over to the crib and gently took his arms and lifted baby Julia up in his arms. She was crying and balling, not too loudly, but loud enough to know she wanted something…or someone.

Julia had been born to Dr. McCoy, after he was depressed and wanted to have a baby of his own. Spock suggested a treatment that was being experimented on Vulcan to make men have babies, since women on Vulcan were starting to prefer not to have children as much. It was successful, and Dr. McCoy became pregnant with little Julia, then gave birth to her on December 17, 2268.

"Oh, little lass, alright; let's take yah to your Papa, yeah." Scotty cooed.

Julia continued fussing in Scotty's arms, as he walked over to where the rest of the party was. Scotty gently placed Julia in Dr. McCoy's arms. Dr. McCoy couldn't help but smile and his little girl.

"Hey, little munchkin; you missing your Dada, here?" Dr. McCoy cooed.

Julia stopped fussing and looked up to see it was her dad. Julia gave a small smile and softly cooed a little. Dr. McCoy smiled and kissed her little head, then held her close to him.

"Well, what are we gonna do about this disturbance on my ship?" Captain Kirk questioned, now that everyone was settled down.

"Captain, do you really think it's a logical idea to deal with this problem at this time of hour?" Spock questioned.

"You suppose we let this thing continue to lurk around the ship; someone could be harmed or killed, otherwise." Captain Kirk answered.

"Jim, I think it'll be fine until morning; it won't do any good, tonight, when we're exhausted and tired, and not thinking clearly." Dr. McCoy answered.

"I guess you're right, Bones." Captain Kirk answered.

"Can I go back to sleep, now?" Dr. McCoy begged.

"Of course," Captain Kirk answered.

He gently took Julia out of his arms and put the sleeping baby back in her crib. Dr. McCoy sighed and went back to sleep. The three other men walked out of Dr. McCoy's room to go to bed for the night.