Chapter One - First Contact

Hey guys! So I decided to write this story a while back because I noticed a serious lack in Chekov x OC fanfics. First fanfiction.. woooh! Hopefully I get this right, and you wont hate me for failing at it. I am extremely interested in your feedback, so review my pretties, even the bad ones! I will try get a new chapter up whenever I can, maybe one every few days? Or one a day.. depending on how unsocial my summer is, lol.

By the way, Chekov's dialouge will be written in an English style, just imagine a Russian accent, yeah? Cool. And this story is in the first person narrative, in the eyes of Sarah, the OC. So anyway, I'll shut my ramblings and get on with the very first chapter (see the title? Clever huh? ;) ) ... so wish me luck!

~ FleursBelle

I woke up to the sun shining heavily on my face, today's the day! It is my first day on the famous Star Ship Enterprise. Excited isn't even the word, I'm beyond excited by now. I finished my studies at University about a month ago and applied to Starfleet as a navigator when I passed my exams. A week later, they called me and said I got the job! I had to report to the Starfleet HQ today to come aboard the fantastic ship. I got dressed in my usual jeans and t-shirt, (we get our uniforms when aboard) grabbed my packed bags, said goodbye to my roommate and our dog, and set off into the morning sun in my little yellow transporter. My mind was buzzing as I drove along the London streets filled with people and aliens from other galaxies. I gazed up into the sky as I entered the silver gates of the Starleet HQ. I'm going there finally, I'm going to Space. My home here in London was small, I lived in an apartment with my roommate and best friend Kate, and our St Bernard, Jake. I moved here from a small town on the outskirts of London, now I'm heading off into the deep, everlasting universe.

"Smyth?" Boomed a large voice down the space carrier. "That's me!" I eagerly cried out. With that I was handed a package that contained my gold coloured uniform, a communicator and a multifunctional watch. Quite snazzy alright. We started to ascend into the cloudy sky. As I looked around I noticed there were a few faces I knew, down to legend and fame more so. Across from me sat James T. Kirk, the captain. He's a legend throughout Starfleet, he took on a massive supervillain around six years ago, who tried to abolish the entire fleet. Khan stole a massive ship and crashed into my home city, killing a lot of people, not to mention destroying many buildings. Captain Kirk, singled handedly went into heart of his ship to re-align the core. He died of radiation, yet down to the brilliant man on his left, Dr. Leonard McCoy, he was brought back to life. See, it's full of legends in here. Uhura, Scotty, and of course the fantastic Mr. Spock. How I'm going to be able to contain myself from screaming I really don't know. Next to Scotty, there was a quirky, nervous looking young man. He looked to be in his late teens, early twenties. After hearing all the reports of the Enterprise in University, I hadn't come across this face before, and if I did, I wouldn't have forgotten it. He was absolutely beautiful! His blond curly hair fell softly on his lightly chiseled face. His pale complexion contrasted with his powerfully black leather jacket. He looked so... sexy. He glanced over at me and smiled, I looked away quickly. I must of looked like a creep, staring at him. "The newcomer was staring at me as if I had six heads." I imagined him say. I skillfully avoided his eyes for the short duration of the flight.

"Oh my god" I whispered to myself as I stepped aboard the glorious ship. It was huge. I don't mean huge as in the tallest building you've ever seen before, I mean huge as in, nearly the size of Ireland. I've seen photos and videos but never this close up. I along with several others I recognized from Uni, were given a grand tour of the corridors and main areas of the ship. We then each were shown to our quarters, which were very decent. There was the basics, a bed, an en suite bathroom, a desk and a wardrobe. The bed was ever so comfortable, I found it hard to get up off it once I sat down. On the desk there was an instruction addressed to me, stating where I was supposed to be and when. I realised I had ten minutes to get to the bridge. The bridge. Oh my god. I'm working on the bridge, how? What? Ahh! I cant even explain how I feel, excited, happy, shocked, suprised and delighted. I got changed at hyper speed and ran down the corridor and hopped eagerly into the lift that brought me up to the main deck. The lift stopped suddenly and in stepped the blond boy who caught me staring. I blushed heavily and looked down. Next of all I heard a voice speak in such a soft Russian accent.

"Hello there." He spoke. I blushed even further.

"Hi." I nervously said, why am I so nervous? Its not like I know the guy."

"Going up to main bridge?" He asked with that silky smooth voice of his.

"Uh.. yeah"

"Me too! Im Chekov by the way, Pavel Chekov." He held out his hand with a sweet smile.

"Sarah, Sarah Smyth." I shook his warm hand as he glanced down at my uniform.

"We are both gold!"

"Oh so we are!"

At that, the lift doors opened and we were greeted with loud noises of busy people, running about the control room double checking everything. The captain's chair was sparkling in the middle of the room. I was directed to my station at the front of the bridge, just in front of the captain's position. "Alright people, lets get this show on the road." Captain Kirk's voice dominated all around us as the crew members, including me, set preparing the necessary functions needed to start up the ship. Who sat down right beside me, only the blond god himself, Pavel Chekov. I calmed my nerves and set to work. Then right on cue, the engines began to rumble and the screens began to light up. Chekov smiled brightly at me as Cpt. Kirk's voice boomed "In five, four, three, two, one..." With that, we sped off into the vast openness of space at hyper speed, leaving Earth and everyone else behind us.