Disclaimer: I don't own any Star Trek characters, nor did I ever (if I did I wouldn't be broke) I just write this for pure fun!

This is just a little side story while I experience writer's block with Time Travel, this story has no relation to Time Travel. I just finished another fic and decided to write this one for fun!

I'm still going to update Time Travel and the rest of my fics this was just an idea I got when I was bored.

*I HAVE NO INTENTION OF VOICING MY POLITICAL OR ANYTHING VIEWS THIS IS A STORY FOCUSED ON GETTING HOME AND ENDING THE WAR PEACEFULLY*

From the Battlefield to the Bridge

Chapter 1

On the Battlefield

Princess Lina stood rigid on the battlefield, her finger hovering over the trigger. The words of the Pope still haunted her.

"Thou shall not kill Lina, there must be another way!"

The year was 2056, the world was fully engaged in World War 3, false promises, treachery, and corrupt alliances led to the outbreak. Forcing even the unexpieranced into the streets to defend their country. Princess Lina of Italy, against her wishes, had been under the Pope's protection within the Vatican, while the German's invaded Italy now that they threatened Rome and the Vatican the princess was forced to join her people in order to protect Italy. Princess Lina despised the thought of murder, but peace negotiations had failed, it was a battle of the nations, each nation accusing the other of backstabing them. Princess Lina's once long, flowing dark brown hair had been chopped to a haircut with layers at the nape of the neck, she wore black pants that were tucked into her Italian leather boots, and a black turtle neck with a state of the art bullet proof vest. At the beginning of the war the Italian economy had crashed, women and children were forced to defend their land with items from their homes. Luxuries no longer existed, except within' neutral countries. The world was desperate, and helpless, and heading for a global economic depression, or full blown nuclear war.

Now Princess Lina was in the street right outside the Vatican, her phaser focused on the advancing German platoon. Before she knew it she was amist the German platoon, and staring into the eyes of a German officer.

"Put your gun down Princess!" He ordered in German, Lina was fluent in Italian, German, French, Spanish, Greek and English. Princess Lina raised her gun but instead of firing she used the butt end and delivered a blow to the back of the officer's head.

"Lungo abitiamo Italia." She growled, she turned to see a man leaning against a building filing his nail.

"What do you think you are doing!" She demanded first in German than again in Italian, the man seemed to be concentrating more on his nails then the battle around him.

"Does this finger look infected?" The man question in English, Lina stood flabbergasted and the man rolled his eyes. A phaser narrowly missed Lina forehead.

"Principessa look out!" Cried one of her guards. Lina turned to return the fire when the man spoke again.

"You need to relax." Then there was a bright flash of light.


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"Number one what is our current status?" The captain inquired as he stepped onto the bridge, suddenly there was a flash of light. A young woman stood before them, her face covered in soot, her once black clothes faded, and phaser trained on number one. Worf pulled out his and so did the other two security officers. Princess Lina froze, her eyes darted around.

"Drop your weapon!" Lt. Worf ordered, the women took one look at him and dropped her gun as if it were on fire.

"Who are you? Where am I? If it's money you want I have none!" The Princess stammered. Captain Picard stepped forward.

"I'm Captain Jean-Luc Picard of the starship Enterprise." Picard introduced stepping forward. "And you are?"

"Q." All eyes turned to the man who had just flashed into the room.

"Ah so that explains this all this is the work of Q." Riker snarled.

"Oh relax for once I did something good." He turned to the princess. "If it wasn't for me this princess would be lying dead in the streets of Rome, and man kind would have ended in a matter of days." Everyone in the room stood bewildered, Q rolled his eyes clearly annoyed. "President Mucci was assassinated at the beginning of the invasion, and the princess here is the last surviving monarch. At the same time she is the only one who can end this war." The princess looked clearly delighted.

"Oh please tell me! I wish no longer to see my people suffer, if you know all this you must know how I can stop this war!" Q sighed.

"Unfortunately it's not going to be that easy. You have to figure it out, once you do, I will send you back." The princess looked clearly annoyed.

"I've attempted peace talks, but not even the US will listen to me, no one trusts anyone anymore, nationalism has been inflated, alliances are corrupt, who will listen to me!" Q rolled his eyes.

"You are currently in charge of Italy."

"Impossible Italy is a republic." Lina interrupted.

"But no one remains, they've either been taken POW, assassinated or killed in the field, you're the only one left, and the last hope." Q paused waiting for her to comment, but she didn't say anything.

"I give you a week, it's only an hour in your time. That'll give you time to get acquainted, and learn what you need to learn, but don't think you can just look it up, no your going to have to find it out." Picard raised his eyebrow in suspicion he'd never seen Q act like this before.

"Only a week?"

"A week, good luck Principessa." And with that he was gone. Princess Lina and Captain Picard turned to face one another.

"So where do we begin?"

I know this is a totally far out story, but everything has a purpose in this story I promise. Now I'm not familiar with the Italian government, or any country's government, so cut me some slack there, just please review and tell me what you think and I promise to update Time Travel soon!