Authors Notes, dated 8/26/13: Well, this story now has 700 total views, so I've decided to do a little editng to the original, fix up some gramatical errors, the scene break issue, so now this is a little more readable. I'll be doing this for as long as the scene break problem was still an issue, so about halfway through Justice: Prime Directive. I also noticed I didn't have any original Authors Notes to this, so uh...this is my first story in the Star Trek: Justice series. The title itself is a reference to the spin-off series of Star Trek that had the name of the ship in the title (Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, Star Trek: Voyager, and Star Trek: Enterprise.) Enjoy!

Space…the Final Frontier…

Star Trek: Justice

Chapter One

Re-assignment

Temporal mechanics was always an interesting class. You knew the subject matter would blow your mind when it made you think about whether this was really even happening or not.

Velma picked up her tri-corder in order to leave her classroom. These new tri-corders really could do just about anything. She thought of how academia used to be only a few hundred years ago. Carrying big, heavy textbooks around in bags, and walking around all day with them. She wondered how they could possibly deal with it. She knew it wouldn't be that difficult for her, or anyone attending classes here. Physical activities were given just as much weight as academic courses at Starfleet Academy. But she thought of all the classmates she knew who would complain if the tri-corder they had to carry around weighed more then a couple of ounces.

She stepped out of class, taking a moment to smooth out her academy uniform. Along with thinking about history a lot, she was also something of a neat freak. Such traits were always welcome, and even encouraged at Starfleet. She headed to a transporter room, thinking about what she had learned today. She pressed her professor about some of the more interesting, but less talked about subjects in Temporal mechanics. Though Starfleet Academy would never admit it, everyone knew that the Bigs of Starfleet all had at least one temporal incursion. That everyone knew of, anyway. That was how she put pressure on Professor L'Archel. Everyone knew of the incident in 2286 when Kirk went back to the 1980's in order to bring back a whale to communicate with an alien spaceship that nearly wiped out the Earth. Not everyone knew about the incident years earlier when Kirk went to the 1960's and the Enterprise was mistaken for a UFO.

All of the Bigs had done it. Archer, Kirk, Picard, Sisko, Janeway. There were rumors going around that another starship captain in particular had also made a time incursion. Captain So'Gam of the U.S.S Justice. An interesting Vulcan who tended to be a lot more impulsive then most of his logical kind. Unlike a certain ambassador who disappeared in a black hole a few decades ago, even though he wasn't part human, So'Gam seemed to be extremely interested in pushing the limits of his emotions. He'd never show them, of course, but he was known to act on them.

So'Gam…it would be an honor to serve with such a captain, Velma thought to herself as the transporter took her halfway across the academy to the students lounge. Of course, she'd want Jil'eesa to be with her. She wouldn't know what she'd do without her Vulcan half.

She waved at Jil'eesa when she saw her, carrying a tray of food to the table. A simple house salad. Like most Vulcans, she was entirely too predictable, but seeing as Velma's personality was rather typical for a human; impulsive, quick to act and slow to think about consequences, Velma needed her Vulcan friend to keep her in check. Picard had Riker, Archer had T'Pol, and she had Jil'eesa.

She sat down in front of her, placing her tri-corder flat on the table.

"It is agreeable to see you, Velma." Jil'eesa started as she took a bite of her salad.

"Formal as always." Velma responded. "How was History of the Federation?"

"It was endurable. We covered the Coalition of Planets and their part in the Earth-Romulan War. This…Archer appeared to have the odds against him. Yet somehow, he prevailed…"

"As all good captains do." Velma said. "We need more people like him…" Velma looked away for a moment, into the distance. The lounge was slightly emptier than usual. "Especially now…"

Jil'eesa took note of her momentary lapse of attention. "I suppose we do. Cadets are being reassigned and placed on starships much faster these days in order to bring more ships into the war effort."

"They may be forced to have to fight a war…" Velma said, looking back to her friend. "…But Starfleet still lives by its credo. To explore strange, new worlds…I want to be at the forefront of that frontier. But I have to get through the academy first."

"Patience is a virtue." Jil'eesa said. "You will obtain what you desire, but before that, you must be prepared. Even Starfleet wouldn't give an upstart cadet a ship just because she really wants it."

"I don't want to be a captain…I mean, maybe I do, one of these days…but I just want to get in there. I want to be a crewman, I want to work on the bridge and support my shi-…hold on." Velma picked her tri-corder up, the screen flickering with the Starfleet insignia.

"Yes, I am receiving a message as well." Jil'eesa said as she took out her tri-corder.

The message suddenly started for both of them. On the screen was an andorian woman. Long white hair, with her antennae moving ever so slightly.

"This is Commander Vi'cky of the Starship Justice." She began, her voice authoritive.

Velma looked up, excitedly. "Oh my God, she's Captain So'Gam's first officer!"

"If you are receiving this message, you are being reassigned." Vi'cky said. It was a pre-recorded message. "You are hereby assigned as a member of the back up crew to the Justice, registry number NCC-91888-D. If you are needed, we will call upon you. Vi'cky out."

Velma's smile turned slightly crooked. "Wait a minute…if I remember correctly, Captain So'Gam's ship is a Sovereign class…"

"Actually, he is an admiral now." Jil'eesa said. "And If I remember correctly-"

"You always do." Velma said.

"Yes…if I remember correctly, his ship, NCC-91888-C was decommissioned a few weeks ago. He is in line to captain a new ship."

"I wonder what new ship he'll get…what if it's worse than the Sovereign class!"

"The type of ship is irrelevant." Jil'eesa said. "We have our orders, and we may not even serve aboard his ship. We are merely part of the back up crew. Unless something was to come up where he needed a fully manned ship within a short amount of time, we may never serve aboard Justice."

So'Gam pointed to the icon on the screen. The icon was a Starfleet insignia, signifying a Starfleet owned Starbase. A larger insignia hung over it, though, as if dominating it. In front of him sat the senior staff of his crew. The Andorian tactical officer, as well as Justice's first officer, Vi'cky. The Trill science officer, Yoana. The Gu'ndam chief engineer, Car'los.

"As we know, Deep Space Nine was captured by a rouge Dominion Fleet." He said. He lowered his arm so he could hold his hands behind his back. It was a posture that most Vulcans made.

"I have just received orders from Starfleet HQ…U.S.S Justice is hereby ordered to join in a Federation task force…to retake Deep Space Nine…"

Next time on Star Trek: Justice

Chapter two

Bigotry

Authors Notes: Gun'Dam is my own creation, or really the creation of the random alien generator that resulted in Car'los in STO. All of my bridge officers are named after friends and people I know, and in this case, is a reference to my friends love of all things Gundam. He's also into cars, so, you know, engineer.