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A Whole Other Universe: Chapter Two

A string of curses left my mouth as I ran smack into a wall that I could have sworn was NEVER there. Jim laughed out right as I stumbled around the offending wall while Bones continued striding ahead with a quirk to his lips. "Fuckin' walls that shouldn't be there and damn Starfleet and screw the universe…" I continued in my mumbling curses.

Jim laughed some more, "I can't believe you ran into a wall." He snickered.

"I didn't sleep at all last night," I snarled. "You at least got some sleep in your drunken slumber." Jim just grinned.

I went to take a swing at him when Scotty threw his arm over my shoulder. "So lass, what's this thing about you not being able to eat meat? How's you supposed to enjoy a wee sandwich while on a ship full of high strung vegans?"

God I loved Scotty. He could take any conversation and somehow switch it to food. "I'm assuming they have replicators, so replicated meat will have to do for a few years." I grimaced. I can't stand replicated food when it's not meat. I tried replicated meat before and it tasted so terrible that I ran for the nearest bin and vomited.

"Aye, that's true lass." He gave an affectionate squeeze, then gave a shudder, "Ugh, replicated food." He murmured.

I could only smile just a little bit. My stomach felt too queasy to really do much else. Sighing, I shifted the weight of my one bag on my shoulder. Damn this thing was HEAVY. Jim and Bones had the rest of my bags. Six in total. My whole life in six bags. It's not like I had much, but to see how little still remained from my old life with the fragments of my new one was astounding. If I would have done this a year ago, it would have taken a small shuttlecraft to get all my stuff over. I felt Scotty's hand give an affectionate pat on my shoulder. Sometimes that man was more intuitive than one would think.

Sulu brushed by and took my final bag for me without a word. Chekov linked his arm with mine, giving my forearm a gentle pat. God damnit all these guys were going to make me cry.

"You vill do vell over there yes?" Chekov's eyes turned to my green ones. I just nodded. I sure as hell hoped I would do well.

We rounded the next corner that would take us to the turbo lift and then to the transporter room. My heart, which had been mucking about in my stomach, suddenly jumped up into my throat. My body seized and muscles locked, I refused to move. Chekov tried to get me to move forward with gentle coxes, and Scotty tried rubbing soothing circles on my back. I suddenly realized how much I didn't want to do this. My memory flashed back to when I was younger, eight to be precise, when my mother told me that if I didn't want to do something, no one was going to make me. She must have thought that this would never happen to me, that I would be forced onto a Vulcan ship for protection.

Well that was the last thought I had, because Bones must have snuck up next to me with a light sedative and shot me in the neck with a hypo-spray.

It was 3.49867 minutes after the appointed time to beam aboard the human female. We all understand that humans are not punctual by nature but after 10.2453 minutes and no contact, I thought it logical to contact the Enterprise and discover the cause of their tardiness. I turned to my second in command, "Commander Muroc I will return in 16.783 minutes."

"Yes Captain." I turned and headed for the nearest turbo-lift.

Once inside I gave the command to take me to the bridge. After 23.16 seconds of travel, the lift opened up to show the bridge. All heads turned to see the human that was not with me. "At ease. The human has not beamed aboard. Hail the Enterprise now." I stated in a flat baritone. Ensign S'Kendal sent the hail as I moved to my chair.

"They are unable to contact their captain Sir. Do you wish to speak with their second in command?" S'Kendal asked.

I inclined my head and stood. "On screen." In seconds a human female appeared on the holo-screen. She was thin and tall with dark brown skin and black hair.

"I am Commander Uhura, how may I help you?" She quirked her lips up slightly, an action to be known as smiling. I filed the information away for later.

Crossing my hands in front, a relaxed position, I asked the question that must be plaguing the minds of the rest of my bridge crew. "It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance Commander. I am Captain Spock of the Vulcan ship S'Triton. You are probably well aware that the human female Laura Margaret Talbot was supposed to beam aboard my ship 15.1672 minutes ago. May I inquire as to the delay?" I tried to stay polite and hide the irritation that we were behind schedule. I took a small meditative breath. Being irritated was illogical, this situation was unavoidable, humans were not logical beings and therefore, one is unable to plot a perfect plan.

Her smile slipped into a frown, "She hasn't been beamed aboard yet?" She turned around, with panic clearly showing on her face. "Yeomen! Where is the Captain?"

An unknown male turned to his work station and started taping at the glass console. "Captain Kirk is in transporter room five with Doctor McCoy and Miss Talbot."

Commander Uhura turned back around and flipped open her communicator, "Uhura to Kirk."

"Kirk here. Lemme guess. It's the Vulcan's?"

Her brown eyes flashed towards the screen and then back down to the communicator. "Yes you idiot. What's the hold up?"

I was internally shocked at the way Commander Uhura spoke to her Captain. But before I could asses this piece of informalities further, the communicator came alive with the voice of Captain Kirk. "We had a slight setback down here. Laura stalled. We couldn't get her to keep walking…. Ow! Bones! Bones! Wha?" Captain Kirk's voice was cut off by a more aggressive and gruff tone.

"This is an invasion of doctor patient confidentiality Commander Uhura." A smack from the communicator resounded around the both bridges. "That'll teach ya you incompetent fool! Ya don't just go given out sensitive information!"

Before the rest of the communication could come through, Commander Uhura snapped the communicator shut with a slight discoloration on her cheek bones. "I'm sorry Captain Spock, but the most I can give you is that Miss. Talbot has a case of cold feet and they are trying to get her moving again."

I raised my eyebrow at the term 'Cold Feet'. Storing the information for later, I placed my hands behind my back and straightened my pose even more and looked down my nose at the human. "I wish to speak to Captain Kirk immediately. I do not find this explanation adequate as to why I have been delayed in my mission." I fixed her with a stare that my instructors had used on me as a child; I knew how disconcerting it could be.

She visibly gulped. "Right away sir." The commander swiftly turned and brought her hand across her throat in a slashing motion and the screen went blank.

I woke up to the bright lights of the transporter room, I could hear the voices of people all around me, and I just didn't bother to listen for the words. But something caught my ear's attention.

"Bones, they are demanding her right now. I can't stall any longer, even if she is still unconscious. They are threatening to beam aboard and take her by force." It was Jim, and he sounded panicked. "I can't even imagine what would happen if she were to wake up and her not be on the Enterprise. She might kill one of the Vulcan's and then where would we be?" Jim laughed hysterically. I could just see him pulling at his hair.

A slap. "Be quiet Jim. Do I have to give you a sedative as well? You are supposed to be here for her and it ain't going to do any good if ya go and freak out like this."

"Ow Bones that really hurt." I had my eyes slightly open and could see Jim rubbing at the side of his face.

"You know boy's," I drawled, "If you would stop arguing and look down at your patient, the Vulcans wouldn't be getting so pissy." I got two stunned looks and Bones immediately snapped to attention.

He jogged the ten feet or so to where I was comfortably set and began his once-over. "Any dizziness or nausea?" I shook my head no. "Good." He flashed a light to see if my pupils dilated correctly. "Now follow my index finger without movin' your head." I did as he asked, following his finger without moving anything except my eyes. "Good girl. Well you're a picture of health." He pushed himself up then leaned down to help me up as well.

I looked around, noting the absence of all of those who had been with me. "Where did everyone go?" I wondered aloud.

"They had to get back to work. That includes keeping the Vulcan's from forcibly boarding this ship and taking you while you were unconscious." Jim murmured. "I know you want to delay this as much as possible, but I have Starfleet breathing down my neck along with the Vulcan's. I'm sorry Laura but you have about thirty seconds to say goodbye." He looked down; shame was written all over his face.

I moved over and wrapped my arms around his torso, almost irritated that it took him a second to respond to my hug. Burying my head in his chest I mumbled "It's not your fault. You have to obey your orders; even if you don't want too."

He squeezed me harder and let out a choked breath, "God I'm going to miss having you around. What am I going to do without you to help curb Bones furry?"

I giggled slightly, and he pulled back obviously getting the reaction he aimed for. "You'll just have to manage to not get killed big brother."

He leaned down and kissed my forehead. "I'm going to miss you little sis. Even though we are not connected by blood, you will always be my family."

I choked on my own tears and shoved him away and turned to look at Bones. He opened his arms and I ran full throttle into them. He rocked with the force of me slamming into him, but being a sturdy southern man helped balance him.

"Easy girl. You're going to break me." I could almost feel the smirk pressed into the top of my head. "Now don't let those unfeeling bastards get to ya too much, alright sugar? Just hold your head up high and don't let 'em see you break. Show 'em that you're strong and can hold up to their shit."

Another kiss was pressed into my head as I was gently turned towards the transporter pad with all of my stuff arranged neatly with Jim standing next to it. I never wanted to leave the warmth of Bones and the safety of Jim. But it had to be done. Walking with arms around my shoulders, I mounted the transporter and stood on the empty pad. I gave a weak smile to Jim, "Do it now or I'll never leave this place."

He gave another small smile and turned towards the controls. Before he sent me on my way he pulled out his communicator, this slightly confused me. "Kirk to Uhura."

A moment of silence was interrupted by Nyota's voice over the speaker. "Jim you'd better be telling me that she's ready for transport." Her panicked voice made me wonder how long I had been out.

Jim laughed. "They still threatening and not acting. Tut tut Vulcans!" Bones made a move towards him, "Alright Bones! Yea, tell 'em she's ready to go and that we'll be transporting her in about a minute."

"Aye aye Captain. By the way Laura," I heard the shuffling of the her communicator then something that had the tears rolling down my face.

"WE'LL MISS YOU LAURA! BE SAFE!" The whole entire bridge crew yelled into the communicator at the same time.

But before I could choke out a 'Thank you and I will', Jim activated the controls and I felt similar sensation of my atoms being scrambled and placed back in order. The next thing I saw startled me, three humanoids stood at perfect attention. Their ears and upswept brows were the first thing that caught my attention. With the tears still running down my face, I felt the breath rush out of my lungs as if I was sucker punched in the gut. These were Vulcan's and I would be spending the next four years with them. God help me.

A.N. Wholly crap I did it! Over two thousand words in one chapter! I did intend to get this chapter out sooner but I got stuck way up there towards the first few paragraphs. O-o My bad to those few readers that I have. Between a job and high school, I just didn't have that much time to figure out a good continuing story line till now. This is why I'm a night owl ^-^. Well it's the wee hours of the morning so I'm off to bed! And one more thing… GO GIANTS! 8D