Author's note: Hey all :) I've been focusing on Sherlock lately and had basically resigned to the fact that I would never be able to write about anything else when I remembered an idea I had a few weeks ago after watching "Star Trek: Into Darkness." (A most excellent and fangirl-inducing movie, I assure you. But that's another story.) And since finals are done now (big sign of relief) I figured I could shamelessly devote my time to writing something longer without too much regret. So, with that being said, enjoy! And as always, reviews are always appreciated :). And, also as always, I definitely don't own "Star Trek" or any of its characters, and it's a good thing I don't because I would probably mess it all up.

"Oi! Captain!" Kirk turned to see Scotty strolling towards him, a mildly aggravated expression on his face.

"Scotty. Whatcha need?" He had to hold back a smile at the engineer's face.

"Would you mind telling your little ensign over there to stop snoggin' with his girlfriend down underneath my pipes, would ya?" He gestured towards Chekov, who looked guiltily up from his dinner at a nearby table and hurriedly began eating again.

"Uh, will do, Scotty. Thanks for the information." Kirk nodded stiffly at Scotty, still suppressing the urge to grin. The engineer nodded back and walked away, huffing in anger and muttering, "Can't turn around without them just poppin' up, kids're all over each other, they are."

Spinning on his heel, Kirk walked immediately over to Chekov and raised an eyebrow at him as they met eyes.

"So, Chekov." Kirk slid into an empty seat across from the boy. The rest of the table was empty.

"Yes…Captain?"

Kirk grinned now, but it was a teasing smile, not a malicious one. "So Scotty over there tells me you've got a lady friend. Care to explain?" Chekov turned a violent shade of red, but didn't break eye contact with the captain.

"Well…"

"Yes?" Kirk looked expectantly at the boy.

"Yes, I have a girlfriend, you could say."

"Tell me about her."

"Uh…excuse me, Captain?" The ensign looked surprised.

"Tell me about her! What's she like, what's her name, do I know her, how'd you meet her; stuff like that."

"Well…her name is Maddy…she is from earth, like you—New York—she is in engineering—very smart, very smart girl-," he smiled sweetly to himself at that. "Beautiful…yeah."

"Anything else?"

Chekov smiled inquisitively. "No, Captain…unless you wanted to know something else?"

"Oh, nothing. I was just going to ask a little more about the 'snogging' going on down under the ship?"

Chekov seemed to search his captain's eyes for any malice, and upon finding none, said, "Yes, we have…a few times…" He sighed. "I'm sorry, Captain, I know it's unprofessional, I shouldn't do it, but-."

"Chekov, Chekov." Kirk reached across the table and clapped the boy's shoulder, giving him a warm but pointed look. "It's fine. I understand."

"Really?"

Kirk laughed. "Yes, of course. Just…try not to do it while Scotty's on the watch, alright? Or at least don't get caught down there. I wouldn't wish his wrath on anybody, especially you, and if he finds you two one more time we're all gonna get it."

The ensign smiled back. "Yes. Thank you, Captain, thank you."

"No problem. If anybody understands wanting women, it's probably me." They sat in silence for a moment. "And if your relationship gets any more serious—don't look at me like that Chekov, you know what I mean—let me know. At a certain point some paperwork's gotta be done."

Chekov nodded. "Yes, Captain."

"And give me some of those fries, Chekov, and that's an order. I'm starving."

"Yes, Captain."