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Spoilers: Meant to take place after Star Trek Beyond
Captain's Log: Stardate 2261.5 The crew are very excited to start our new journey aboard the USS Enterprise 1701-A. After the attack at Yorktown, and the subsequent furlough, feelings are positive toward the continuation of our 5 year mission. With the addition of Mr. Sulu's husband and daughter, myself, and the crew, we are anxiously awaiting the return through the Nebula. Who knows what we'll see. Kirk Out.
The feeling on the bridge is one of excitement and mild curiosity. Since the original Enterprise had successfully navigated the Nebula, it was only logical that the sister ship could as well under the experienced hands of Mr. Sulu. Sitting in the docking bay of Yorktown, the entire bridge was ready to leave.
"Ready for warp on your command, Sir." Sulu stated, hands at the ready.
"Punch it, Mr. Sulu." Kirk leaned back in his chair, assuming his usual stance. He gazed around at those present. With the absence of Mr. Chekov who, after the events of Yorktown decided to stay, the crew was the same.
Mr. Spock came to stand by the captain's chair. Kirk turned to look up at his trusted First Officer. He hadn't said it aloud, but he was happy Spock had decided to stay with Starfleet, and ultimately, the Enterprise. As had he when he turned down the promotion of Vice Admiral.
"Captain, I gather you have yet to set a course at present."
"Well, Mr. Spock, I figured we'd get as far as Ultimate, and then go from there. Who knows? Maybe we will run into another swarm." He said with a twinkle in his eye. No one on the bridge laughed.
"I understand that part of our trip is to try and establish positive relations with the Klingons." Spock said with apprehension. After their last interaction with the Klingons on Kronos, he wasn't particularly interested in another meeting.
"That's right. The Federation as asked us to be a sort of buffer. Don't worry, Spock. After all we do have a very lovely interpreter." Kirk stated looking back at their communications officer.
"If I have to, let's just hope it goes better than before." She quickly looked at Spock who seemed to share her concern.
After a brief silence, the bridge went back to normal. Each crew member hoping that for once, the Enterprise could have a journey with very little action.
Captain's Log: Stardate 2261.10. We have successfully reached Kronos, but no contact has been made. Communications on the planet may be down or they are specifically avoiding our call. Either way, I have made arrangements to take a landing party down to the planet. The party will consist of myself and Lieutenant Uhura. No reason to make them think we intend a war. Fewer people, less chance of a miscommunication. Here's hoping. Kirk Out.
Uhura left the med bay with a small smile on her face. Considering that she and Spock had only recently reaffirmed their relationship, it was a little concerning that Dr. McCoy confirmed what she already suspected. The only problem she now faced was telling Spock. While she knew without a doubt that his decision to stay with Starfleet as a Commander and First Officer, it was still scary to fully let herself believe he would actually stay.
As she walked down the hall in a daze, she did hear here tricorder beep.
"Uhura "
"Lieutenant, Kirk. You and I shall be taking a shuttle to the planet floor of Kronos. We don't want the Klingons thinking we are attempting an attack. Meet me at the beaming platform in 10 minutes."
"Yes, Captain." Uhura's smile faded as she closed the communicator. 10 minutes wasn't enough time to talk to Spock. As she made her way to his quarters she was more nervous than ever. When she reached his door, she was just about to knock when it whooshed open.
"Nyota, I was just in search of you. I assume you have spoken to the Captain?"
"Yes, moments ago. But that's not why I'm here." She nervously rung her fingers together, breaking the eye contact between them. She was vaguely clamed when his hands covered hers.
"Nyota, tell me." The cadence and timber in his voice always seemed to warm her form the inside out. She looked up at him, forcing a wider smile than she felt.
"Actually, I was coming to ask if you would like to have dinner tonight in my quarters. I wanted us to have a chance to talk. Just us two."
"Of course, Nyota. I wanted to speak with you as well." He sounded a bit nervous, which was something she hadn't seen in him in a while.
"Well, I better head to the transporter. Don't look so nervous, Spock. I don't think this will have the same end result as the last time we were on Kronos. "She laughed. She leaned up to give him quick kiss on the cheek, but he turned his head at just the right moment and their lips met.
Nyota, not knowing how long they stood there, had a hard time separating herself form him, but seeing as the captain was waiting for her, she had no other choice.
"I'll be back before you know it." With one last peck she turned and left. She didn't notice the Vulcan staring after her even after she was out of eyesight.