A/N: Sorry guys my depression kicked in, I hate it! It comes and goes but when it comes everything I think about writing just seems dumb and stupid just like this chapter but I thought whatever I'll post. So thanks to everyone who reviewed and to the silent readers as well. It makes me happy that you guys like it.

"Spencer, Ashley dinner's ready!" Arthur called down the stairs. The two girls woke up rubbing their eyes and headed upstairs.

Arthur sat at the head of the table with Paula to his right and Glen to his left, Ashley sat by Glen while Spencer sat across from Ashley, next to Ashley was Christine and at the head of the table on the other end was Raife Davies. The table was littered with different kinds of food from the meat to vegetables, once everyone got their food on their plates they began to eat.

Spencer pushed the corn around on her plate not really hungry, picturing the screams of agony coming from everyone she loved, puts a big damper on an appetite, "Spencer stop playing with your dinner and eat." Paula chided her.

"I'm not hungry," she replied with a heavy sigh, keeping her eyes downcast on the plate before her.

"You need your strength so please?" Arthur asked.

The blond dropped her fork making it clatter, the noise echoing around the silent room, "What's going on? How did you guys know each other? Why didn't you warn anyone? Why is it just us that gets to hide?" she had a million question that shot from her mouth unable to slow her brain down to allow time for others to answer.

"Spencer!" Arthur growled shutting his daughter up sighing he placed his fork down and glanced across the table at Raife who nodded his head both knowing that it was no use keeping anything from the family now, "I know I told you that nuclear bombs were going to be set off and we needed to get to shelter but I lied."

All three of the kids glanced up; Ashley was intrigued because that is what she had been told. That soon bombs were going to be dropped and everything she knew would be gone, hence the trying to tell everyone around her they needed to get to safety only to be called crazy and get locked up at home.

"Ashley," the brunette looked over to her father, "I was a rock star right?" she nodded her head, "And everyone thought I retired...got burned and washed out. The thing is before you were born I had been in the military for years already, the government called me up to work for them again and me being a drug addict rock star was a great cover."

"I met your father at a secret meeting," Arthur began looking around the table.

"Wait, so you guys are like what?" Glen wondered unable to eat as well, just taking in all the information being given to him.

"We are part of Starfleet Command."

Glen, Ashley and Spencer burst out laughing at the ridiculous notion but once they noticed their parents weren't laughing quieted down quickly, "You're not joking?" Glen choked.

"No,"

"But there is no such thing that's just a television show." Ashley tried to put the pieces together.

"How do you think they got the idea for Star Trek huh?" Paula asked the children, "Some information was leaked."

"Wait so are there like Klingons and Vulcans and stuff?" Glen's blue eyes widened in excitement making him look like a little boy in a candy shop.

"Geek!" Ashley coughed in her hand earning a glare from Glen and Raife.

"Not everything about the Star Trek series is correct remember they built it up from rumors." Christine provided.

"So Starfleet?"

"Exists, it's a community of scientists and military personnel. The president and most of the world doesn't know it exists."

"So if those weren't bombs what were they?" Spencer asked.

"Earth has been in a war against the Vairad's for the last forty years, this was their attack on us." Raife concluded.

"Oh," was all that came out of three different mouths.

"Look you three are stilling going to go to school,"

"Great even after the world ends we have to go," Ashley whined earning a small smile from Spencer making her heart skip a beat.

"It'll be different; we don't know what school you'll attend. There is a test you all have to take and it'll determine where you'll attend." Christine proved.

Paula stood up and grabbed three packets from the counter, "You three go take the test, us grown ups will clean up the dinner dishes. No cheating understand?"

"Actually Glen you go to your room, Spencer to yours, Ashley go to our room," Raife told them. The kids nodded and went to take their tests.

When they were done they handed them to the parents who sent them off through a chute of some kind.

Two weeks passed and the group got closer and closer, the parents hardly talked about Starfleet or what would happen once the tests came back. Glen hung out mostly in his room but sometimes snuck into the girls' room for company.

Ashley and Spencer tried to learn everything they could about each other soon realizing they had a special bond that was greater than anything they had ever felt. A week in they decided to be girlfriends, making sure no one else knew but them because Spencer was still trying to come to terms of being gay herself while Ashley supported her because she knew how it was being out and everyone knowing. A week later and a few make out sessions and they got closer.

"Kids come up here!" Paula screamed down the stairs.

"Come on Ash," Spencer rolled off her girlfriend yanking the girl to her feet.

"Why is it they always yell just as were about to get..." a hand shot over her mouth as Spencer glared at her.

"Ash!" Ashley licked Spencer's hand making the girl squeak and pull away rubbing it on her pants, "Disgusting!"

"That's what you get for covering my mouth," she stuck out her tongue before running up stairs with the blond on her tail. When they got there the laughing ceased as they saw the parents sitting in the kitchen chairs with Glen on one side, they sat down next to him.

"What's up?" Glen asked wanting to get back to his room.

"The results are back..." Christine sighed holding three vanilla envelops in her hand.

TBC.