"Beckett Lane Pike "

There were only three instances that Christopher Pike called his daughter by all three of her birth names. The first instance was when he was praising her. If he felt she needed the praise out of his mouth the three names would fly. The second reason would be if she was in danger. As a father, his duty to protect her was ingrained inside of him like the star fleet insignia on the uniforms of cadets and commanders alike. The third instance that would cause Commander Pike to speak those names would be in the instance Beckett found herself in currently...which was a stern scolding.

"Now Dad...now isn't the time to pull out all three of my names or yell-"

"I don't care if they can hear me from Vulcan and back! You have violated Cadet Regulations!"

Beckett shrugged in the chair sitting in front of her father's desk adorned with the Starfleet logo. It's not like she meant to sedate her supervising fourth year Chief Medical Officer with a hydrospray and stitch his mouth shut with vibranium grade thread. It was an..an..accident! Honestly, a number of the nurses and doctors in training applauded her, in fact even a few helped her in her endeavor. Now here she sat in her father's office being reprimanded like a child.

"He should learn not to be such a baby! I mean it's ONLY a couple stitches!" She examined her nails and rested one of her feet on the large desk in front of her trying to come off in a nonchalant manner.

She knew it was a bad idea, and her father immediately shifted from angry to livid. He walked over from overlooking the Starfleet campus to shoving her foot off his desk and locking eyes with her.

"You listen to me young lady. He is your superior. Like it or not you must obey him. If you ever want to serve aboard a starship you better get your act together. This is your fourth violation in a month! As your father and overseer, I have no option but to reprimand you."

She wanted to protest and tell her dad about all the things her CMO said. He would harass the women constantly, and he was lucky that some stitching was all she did. If she had it her way he would be walking away with a missing testicle...or two. Instead she just sighed.

"You'll be helping with the welcoming and training of the oncoming cadets."

"WHAT?!"

"You either accept this or you have three week suspension from medical. And the next time you get into medical you'll be cleaning bed pans and mopping up vomit from sick bay."

Beckett shuddered at the thought. There was no way she was going to let two years of painstaking labor at medical go down the drain...even if the pigheaded CMO deserved it. She knew the only way to calm her father and get aboard a starship was to bite her lip and give in. Which she hated doing.

"Ok."

"Now you get out of here. I have some recruiting to do tonight."

What Beckett didn't know was that her fate was sealed and the next cadets she met would sweep her up in a whirlwind.

A/N: Hello Everyone! I am writing something a little different! I hope that you like it! I am not super involved in the Trek universe so if you see something out of place let me know! Follow and Review! Let me know if you like this enough for it to continue!