Authors log:

So I love Star Trek the Original Series. However, I don't know all the nerdy details. When I have to talk science stuff…I'm just pulling stuff out of thin air. If you know what the hell I am trying to say or want to correct something, feel free to comment in a review or pm message and I will mention you in the updated version of whatever chapter needs fixing…this also applies if you think Spock would say something else.

It is for this reason I think it goes without saying that I don't own Star Trek.

This is a SpockxOC story with some periodic notions towards KirkxSpock here and there…because we all know it existed. But there will be no formal romantic relationship between Kirk and Spock.

Enjoy...the start of what could turn into 3 or more stories…If I get my act together and actually type.

Nostalgic Melancholy

"Captains Log: Disease. Perhaps Dr. McCoy has merit to his constant preaching of space being nothing more than death and disease wrapped in darkness and silence. Home to so many beautiful women… and men of so many races…some having just as deadly plagues as Earth's past.

Our last mission now coming to an end, I have asked for the final count from Sick bay. 27 good crewmen and women dead…5 in critical condition, including my CMO… Dr. McCoy.

Having delivered the Varrolian Dynasty Council to Starfleet's head counsel for peace talks after their ambassador brought this plague aboard my ship, we have now docked at Star Base 42 where only a skeleton crew remains aboard the ship while a biological disintegration scan destroys and remains of the disease aboard the ship.

By order of Admirl Yar'Lik we will be receiving 27 new crew members while docked.

I hope by the time we leave my 5 critical crew will be back aboard this ship…including…my friend…the good doctor…

Lying in his bed he waited for the call from the transporter room stating that the last of the crew was ready to beam aboard the Enterprise. So far 21 new personelle and 3 cured crewmen had arrived on board.

Dr. McCoy not being one of them.

He couldn't get the image of his CMO on the ground in Nurse Chapel's arms while she screamed for backup. It had happened so suddenly. He had walked in to see the white sheet be pulled over yet another crew member - crewmember number 18 he remembered - only too see his best friend crumple to the floor.

Having received word that Bones was cured of Pleebo Beetle Fever and starting to gain colour to his skin was all he needed to be filled with hope that the cure had been brought to him in time.

Now he was waiting for the final 6 new crew, a weapons array specialist, 4 biologists, and the new Chief of Security.

Also a returning Doctor…and yeoman..."

Wheee-urp "Scotty to Captain Kirk"

"Scotty, Kirk here. Are the new crew ready to beam aboard?"

"Aye, 'n' a few stragglers as weel!"

"Bones!" He sat up in his bed so fast he got a headache.

"Aye, th' doctor."

"I'll be right there!"

He all but ran to the transporter room…and yet somehow Spock was already there.

"Mister…Spock…" Kirk wheezed. "How'd…"

"Captain, logically I was closer to the transporter room and therefore I had less distance to travel."

"Of course… Mister Spock." He stood up straight and wiped his brow. "Ok Scotty. Beam them aboard." He stood tall, finally able to catch his breath.

Two beams, a man and women, started to form. Dr. McCoy stepped off the transporter pad followed by the Yeoman. The Yeoman shared greeting with her captain before continuing out of the room. After she left, The Captain spared no time before clapping his friend on the back.

"Bones! You look better. Good to have you back!"

"Yes. It is good for the Chief Medical Officer to be at full health to tend to his many patients."

"Thanks…Spock…"

"A'richt shall ah bring aboard th' rest?"

"Beam 'em up Scotty." The Captain once again stood tall ready to welcome the new

6 more yellow beams appeared on the transporter pad. 5 men in blue and yellow and a female figure in red in the back formed. When they fully formed the captain welcomed each male officer aboard as the female held back.

She stepped off the pad smiling.

"Lieutenant Commander Tenar reporting for duty sir."

"You're…Vulcan!" Kirk exclaimed.

"Yes, I am. Much like your first officer. Hello Spock…" She smiled towards the officer in blue, nodding her head once.

"You two…know each other?" Dr. McCoy turned his head towards Spock.

Spock looked towards the new occupant and raised his hand in the och'esta. "Welcome aboard Commander."

"Always the stoic Vulcan, aren't you Spock?" Tenar chuckled.

All the other occupants of the room eyes went wide.

"You laughed!" Captain Kirk was stunned.

"Yet another difference between myself and the others of Vulcan decent I'm afraid. If you don't mind Captain, I have to go meet my other Security officers." She smiled bowing her head, leaving a very stunned command crew behind.