Disclaimer: I do not own Star Trek or the characters. I only own Jasmine Thalia Kirk.

Author's not: This is a rewrite from my first story, Life as a Kirk.

Chapter 1

"Red aler! Red alert!"

"Mommy, what's happening?! a six year old Jasmine asked.

"Sweetie, we need to go," Winona Kirk panted, about to give birth.

"Where's Daddy?"

"He's coming."

The two of them entered a shuttle with three nurses and a pilot.

"Captain to Shuttle 37, is my wife and daughter on board?" George Kirk, the First Officer now Captain, asked through the communicator.

"Yes sir they is," the pilot answered.

"I need you to go."

"We're waiting on you, sir."

"No, I need you to go. Take off immediately. That's an order."

"Yes sir," preparing to take off.

"Wait, we can't go yet," Winona panted, "Please stop. George, the shuttle is leaving. Where are you? The baby is coming."

"Sweetheart, listen to me. I'm not going to be there. This is the only way you can survive. Put Jas on the comm"

"Daddy? Where are you?" Jasmine asked.

"Sweetie, you have to be a big girl now. I'll not be around anymore."

"But Daddy..."

"Jas, you have to take care of your mommy and little brother or sister."

"But I want you here."

"I can't I'm sorry."

"Okay, I need you to push now," the nurse instructed Winona.

The shuttle took off when Winona pushed. Then a baby cried...

"What is it?" George asked.

"A boy," Winona said, smiling. "You should be here."

"Impact alert."

"What will we call him?"

"Your father's name?"

"Tiberius? No, that's the worst. Let's name him after your father. Jim."

"Jim, okay," Winona smiled.

"Hi Jim," Jasmine waved at her new baby brother.

The ship was about to collide. "Sweetheart, do you hear me? I love you and Jas so much. I love-"

The U.S.S. Kelvin blew up and Winona and Jasmine cried.

ST

Jasmine woke up sweating and gasping for air. She didn't had that nightmare where her father died in a long time.

"Are you alright Jasmine?" Spock asked, waking up from Jasmine moving around.

"Yes Spock, I am fine. Just a dream. Go back to sleep," Jasmine told him.

"Jasmine, if you are troubled out something, then you should tell me. You are being illogical."

"Spock, I am okay. Just a memory that came back. Go back to sleep. And it is perfect timing to since I have to get up anyway. Captain Pike wants me to go with him to get the new cadets."

"Be safe."

Jasmine leaned down and kissed him on the lips, "I always am."

Jasmine took a shower, got dressed, and met up with Captain Pike.

"Good morning Captain Pike, Jasmine greeted, putting her hands behind he back.

"Jas...it's just you and me. You can call me Chris."

"Okay...Chris."

Captain Christopher Pike is like a father to Jasmine. Since he was the one who personally handpicked her to go to Starfleet, Jasmine looked up to him.

"We're going to Riverside, Iowa," Pike told her.

"Really?" Jasmine gasped.

"She hasn't been to Riverside in a long time. The last time she was there was when she left.

"Jim, I'm leaving," a seventeen year old Jasmine Kirk said, "I'm going to Starfleet Academy."

"Why?" an elven year old Kim Kirk asked.

"I don't want to be her anymore. I had enough with that bastard! I want to go to space. Somewhere far away from here."

"And you're leaving me?!" Jim cried out.

"I'm sorry, but I will come visit you when I can."

"No! I don't want to see you anymore!" Jim ran back inside the house.

"Chris, why are we going into a bar?" Jasmine asked.

"Because you need to rest and the cadets are here," Pike answered.

Jasmine followed Pike inside and saw all of the cadets talking, drinking, and dancing.

"What can i get you two?" the bartender asked.

"Sprite," Jasmine answered.

"Beer," Pike answered.

"Comin' right up."

"Chris, why did you bring me here?" Jasmine asked.

"Because even though you don't show it, you miss this place."

After our silence, they heard a commotion behind them. They saw a young man with four cadets. The young man looked drunk. Jasmine felt like she knows him from somewhere.

"Who is that?" Pike asked the bartender.

"That's James Kirk. He is a troublemaker. Always picking fights."

Jasmine looked back at James. She saw how the four cadets were beating him up.

"I think he had enough," Jasmine said.

Pike agreed. He stood up and let out a loud whistle, "Outside. All of you. Now."

"You heard him! Now!" Jasmine yelled.

The cadets had fear in theories and left. Pike and Jasmine looked at Jim, who was on top of a table and was bleeding.

"Are you alright son?" Pike asked.

"You can whistle really loud," Jim said, still drunk.

Jasmine smiled and shook her head, "It's nice to see you again Jim."

"Jas?" Jim looked at her, "Is that really you?"

"The one and only."

After Jasmine helped Jim get cleaned up, they sat and talked.

"I couldn't believe it when the bartender told us who you are," Pike said.

"Hello Captain Pike."

Pike and Jim began to talk while Jasmine was staring into space. She was focused when she heard her name.

"Jas went to school at the age of seventeen. Got a degree in Exoarchaeology in three years. Now she's a teacher and a commander. You can be a officer in four years and own your own ship in eight."

"Are you down?" Jim rudely asked.

"Jim," Jasmine glared.

Pike sighed, "I'm done. We're leaving tomorrow. You coming Jas?"

Jasmine took one last look at Jim and left.

ST

"Where's your brother?" Pike asked the next morning at the Riverside Shore."

"I don't think he's coming," Jasmine answered.

But then, she heard someone said, "It's yours."

She saw Jim walking towards them, "Four years? I'll do it in three," then walked in the shuttle.

"After you," Pike said to Jasmine.

Jasmine walked in on a man yelling at a flight attendant.

"Is there a problem here?" Jasmine asked, in commander mood.

"I have aviaphobia. And I'm sure you don't know what in the world that is darlin'"

"It's fear of dying in something the flies. And don't call me darlin'. It isCommander Kirk to you," Jasmine walked to a seat next to a beautiful dark skinned woman.

"My name is Jasmine Kirk. What's yours?"

"Uhura," she answered.

"What are you studying?"

"Exolinguistics," Uhura answered.

"The study of alien languages," Jasmine said.

"What about you?"

"I already have a degree in Ecoarchaeolody, the study of alien culture. I'm professor and I might have you as one of my students this year."

"That'll be cool."

Jasmine overheard Jim and the Southern man, who name is Leonard McCoy.

"So who is that little lady?" McCoy asked Jim.

"Jas? That's my older sister," Jim answered.

"You're older sister? She looks like she is younger than you."

"You're not her type."

"First Cadet Kirk, I do not have a type. And second, it's Commander Kir or Professor Kirk to you," Jasmine tried to be serious, but she smiled.

"I can't believe you are related to him," Uhura shook her head.

"Aye Commander," Jim smiled.

"Me neither."

"The name is McCoy. Leonard McCoy," Leonard introduced himself.

"Kirk. Jasmine Kirk."

"I can see us having a good four years," Jim said.

This is my second attempt to rewrite this story. The first attempt was to make Jasmine the same age as Jim, but I like it when Jasmine was older than Jim. I can see that some people are already liking the story so far.