Captain Kirk was lounging on the bridge, the command crew were working diligently around him and the day was going well, if not a little slow. Uhura was busy decoding some of the thousands of messages thrown into space in the wake of starships and determining whether they had any relevance to Enterprise operations. Spock was hunched over the latest scans of the planet they had just left. Chekov and Sulu were hopefully focussed on not flying them into a star and not discussing the latest episode down in engineering. Scotty was fixing a console that had shorted out and almost electrocuted the unfortunate red shirt that had been manning the station. Bones was on the bridge talking to the crew member in question and scowling while muttering under his breath about more dangers of space travel. Yes just a normal day, kirk thought looking around at his family wondering if things were going to pick up a bit before the end of shift.
"Captain, we're being hailed. Source unknown." Uhura called from her station, turning in her chair to face Kirk who had visibly perked up.
"On screen please." Jim said, sitting straighter in his chair, and assuming a serious demeanour.
The view screen lit up, replacing the continuous image of stars with a figure in a black hood obviously designed to keep his face in shadow. "Greetings." He said, his voice low with a somehow calm and menacing tone laced throughout. "To who do I have the privilege of speaking to?"
"I am Captain James Kirk of the Federation starship Enterprise. We are on a peaceful exploratory mission, who are you and do you require any assistance?" Jim replied, wholly the professional.
"Hello Captain Kirk. You may call me Thane. To answer your question, yes I do require assistance and no I do not." The figure ow identified as Thane replied smoothly, staring Kirk directly in the eyes.
"I am afraid I do not take your meaning." Jim said, plastering a pleasant smile on his face.
"Well, let me make it simple for you Captain Kirk. I have hailed you because you are the closest Starfleet vessel in the quadrant. I have someone for you. All I require you to do is take her. I'm sure you can help her more than I can. Besides, I've had my fun, she's useless." Thane said, pressing a button on his console and the transmission cut out.
"Captain, someone has been transported onto the Enterprise" Sulu said furiously tapping on his console.
"Scotty get down to the transporter room, figure out how he did that." Jim ordered, looking to Scotty who had frozen at the malfunctioning station.
Almost immediately after he had exited the bridge a call came through the ships comm system. "Medical to the transporter room immediately."
"Bones" Jim said by way of an order, but McCoy was already on his way through the turbo lift.
"Spock with me, Sulu you have the Con." Jim said, before rising and swiftly exiting the bridge, Spock in tow.
"This is not good." Sulu whispered, his eyes still on the now empty turbo lift.
When McCoy got to the transporter room, he was immediately floored by the amount of blood that was pooling over the transporter pad. The second thing he noticed was Scotty leaning over a body in the centre in that ever growing pool of blood. The third and last thing he noticed was the body Scotty was leaning over was a blonde haired woman, who was lying unconscious, shaking with Scotty attempts to rouse her. It was then he realized that his ears were just buzzing and sound had kicked in again. Scotty was frantically calling to the figure on the floor in a desperate attempt to rouse her. McCoy quickly understood that if he didn't help out soon, this unknown woman was definitely going to die and soon.
"Scotty stand aside." McCoy shouted, running over to kneel in the stick mess, immediately feeling it soak into his trousers. He was trying to get to this woman, before she bleed out all over the transporter room. "Move Scotty." Scotty just sat there fighting back still calling to the woman on the floor.
"Come on Rebekah, open your eyes." Scotty was saying over and over again.
"Scotty you need to move or she is going to die." McCoy told his friend gently.
A hiss filled the air as the door opened and Jim and Spock walked in. "Bones" Jim said straight away before even taking in the scene properly.
"Jim, you need to get Scotty away." McCoy said sparing his friend a glance before once again turning his attention onto the injured woman and the panicking Scotsman.
"Scotty, move away and stand down." Jim ordered, his voice firm.
Still Scotty didn't move and McCoy was getting desperate. "Move him. I need to get to her before she dies."
Jim nodded to Spock, and watched Spock move forward, wrapping his arms around the engineer's waist and in an impressive show of strength lifted him, spinning in one movement to move back to his captain's side. Setting him down slowly, he kept a firm hold on his arm.
Jim had never seen the man so distraught, it was slightly distressing to see the usually calm and logical man acting like this.
McCoy took the opportunity to help this woman as soon as Scotty was clear of the area. What he saw shocked him. The woman, Rebekah he remembered Scotty saying, had obviously been tortured. Her frame was covered with cuts, bruises and burns, of varying ages and severity. He saw one of her legs was at a strange angle, obviously broken and useless. The same went for her right arm, but he could actually see her radial bone sticking out of her already abused flesh. Her face was swollen, and cut up as if she had been severely beaten moments before being beamed over. He gave her a few pain killers and ordered a stretcher to take her to sickbay. With wads of gauze over the worst of the cuts, she was wheeled out of the transporter room. Before McCoy could leave he was stopped by Jim, "Is she going to make it Bones?"
"I don't know." McCoy whispered looking over a Scotty, "Make sure he stays away from sickbay for a while. I'll Comm you when we've got her stabilised enough to give you a full report, until then…" He left the sentence hanging as he made his way to sickbay ready to work on this mystery patient.