Say hello to Sam, Jim, Will and Epps in this! The first of a really long story that feels like it will never end. This is just an intro to everyone else, but I hope you enjoy re-meeting every one.

Also, does anyone have any good ideas for the name of an alien race, or even a planet? I need one for a much later chapter.

If you think I own either StarTrek or Transformers, there's something wrong with you.

First Contact I

James Tiberius Kirk was a hero. He had saved the world from crazy Romulans, managed to get to be captain of the Enterprise, and was leaving on a five year mission to explore the universe. So why was it so hard to convince this one person to do what he wanted?

Jim had know the girl since his second year at Star Fleet. Samantha Witwicky, an engineer in Star Fleet, was the one woman Jim knew he never had a chance with, even if he actually tried to enter a relationship with her. They had met in basic self defense, and Jim had been amazed by Sam. Or at least that's what they told everyone else.

She wasn't tall, in fact she was barely five foot three inches. Curly brown hair hung to her chin with bangs falling above shy hazel eyes. Her mouth was always in a sort of half smile. What she didn't make up for in brawn, she made up for in brain. She was the top of their class, well, she was right after Jim. And her most amazing attribute was her calling to civil rights of all species. Sam would have made an amazing captain.

Which was the problem.

Sam had a huge inferiority complex. When responsibility was handed to her, Sam took control and shone. But she was terrified of taking on tasks and failing at them, often making her look meek and weak willed when near other students. But Jim had seen her powerful personality take over, especially when cadets harassed other species.

And now Sam was packing to leave the Academy, to take her place on a ship that wouldn't appreciate her, a ship where she would be an ensign forever. All because Sam didn't like taking responsibility.

"So," Jim began, sprawled out across what used to be Sam's bed, "What ship are you assigned to?"

Shrugging as she packed her dress uniform, Sam offered him a brilliant smile, "The Constellation. It's a scientific ship, so I won't be seeing any combat. But because of the lack of other ships, we'll also be doubling as an ambassador ship."

Jim's eyes narrowed, recognizing what Sam was trying to avoid, "So basically, you're on a non-combat ship as an engineer. Where you'll never get recognized because nothing bad will ever happen to you while your in engineering."

Sam's smile became a little more awkward, "Well, yeah. That's the whole point Jim. And don't try to convince me to become a Star Fleet captain. I'm not cut out for leading others. I'm much happier being the messenger."

Jim frowned. Sam was meant to be more than a messenger, he just knew it. But it didn't matter, because she had finished packing and was heading out to her post on the Constellation, while he would be on the Enterprise.

Sam finished packing her bag and tossed it over her shoulder before walking across the room to give Jim a kiss on the cheek and a hug goodbye.

"I'll miss you James Kirk," Sam whispered, "Try to get along with your second in command. I'm sure Mr. Spock has the best of intentions under his Vulcan shell."

Jim let out a weak smile before hugging her back, "And I'll miss you Samantha Witwicky. You're more than a messenger, and I hope you learn that one day."

Sam pulled back and with a quick smile and a little wave she walked out the door and into her new life. Jim just lay on his place in her old bed, staring at the room. It was bare now, but Jim could remember when the desk was covered in diagrams as Sam tinkered out a new coolant system, when she had Star Charts posted across the walls, and how ethics books had once been spread across the floor. But no pictures of her family, because Sam was running from something in her past, which was why she was in Star Fleet. And Jim understood better than anyone how dark her past was.

Rolling to his feet, Jim started out of the room. Traveling down the hallway and out onto the quad, he started for Pike's office. He had to report before taking the new ship, mostly because the Admiral was convinced Jim would destroy his baby. Arriving at Pike's officer, Jim did the natural thing.

He just barged in.

Jim froze, eyes on the three figures standing in the room. Pike sat behind his desk, looking exhausted in his wheelchair. Across from him stood two men in command gold.

One was a frazzled looking soldier with close cut brown hair, dark eyebrows, and light blue eyes. The light stubble of five o'clock shadow stood out on his face. Captain's stripes decorated his uniform.

The other one was a large black man. His shaved head and serious dark brown eyes didn't take away from the sardonic smile gracing his face. His stance was relaxed and he seemed sure of himself.

Jim blinked, before waving, "Um…hi there."

Pike ran a hand through his hair as he let out a groan, "Jim, this is Captain William Lennox, and Commander Robert Epps. Men, this is Captain…"

"James Kirk," Lennox finished, a smile crossing his face, "I've heard about you."

Jim shrugged, trying to look bashful, "Well, it's what happens when you save the world. Now, what's up?'

Lennox and Epps shared a look, before Epps answered.

"Our lead engineer just…well…he killed someone and is now in jail for life," Epps explained with a casual shrug, "And you think you know a guy."

Jim blinked, before turning to Pike who sighed, "They are requesting a new head of engineering before they take off today. But everyone is already assigned, so there's no one able to go to the Constellation."

Jim couldn't help the maniacal grin on his face from spreading, "I know someone perfect for the position."

Pike looked amused, "Really Jim? And who would that be?"

"Ensign Samantha Witwicky," Jim said, "She was the top of her class, engineering major, and is already assigned to the Constellation."

Lennox gave a shrug, "I'll take her if she's good enough to be in a command position."

"She is," Jim told them, feeling a proud grin spreading across his face, "She was the one who organized the protests against the Orion slave traders two years ago. Not to mention the fact that she's extremely dedicated. If you ask Sam to do it, she'll do it perfectly."

Lennox and Epps shared a look, and Jim couldn't help but wish he was able to communicate with Spock like that one day. Then, after a moment of silence, Lennox turned to Pike and said, "We'll take her."

Jim couldn't help the grin he wore. Sam was destined for more than being the messenger, and Jim would sure of it.

(Three hours later on the Constellation)

Sam smiled to herself as she put the finishing touches on her room. All of her clothes were put away neatly in the drawers, her posters of the stars hung on the walls, and the few pictures she had were placed on the desk.

Sam had to admit, the room looked nice. Especially with the sketches she hung on her wall. The sketches were portraits of people she missed, and all of them were important. The one with the most detail was of a 1976 Camero, with a smiling young man standing next to it. Sam had managed to get her memories of her past life back when she was sixteen and left her house for the first time.

"How I miss you Bee," Sam whispered to the air.

"And who is Bee, Ensign?"

Sam jumped a little before turning around to stare at the man standing in her doorway. From the command gold and captain stripes, this was her new captain.

Saluting, Sam tried not to look as frazzled as she felt, "Captain Lennox! I wasn't expecting you…sir."

Lennox was struggling not to smile as he regarded her. The young girl's hair was sticking up every which way, either from it being curly or nerves. Lennox took a step into the room.

"At ease, Ensign Witwicky," Lennox said, and smiled once the girl relaxed, "I must admit, these are rather impressive sketches. I was unaware that you were interested in 21st century cars."

Sam shrugged, hoping that her captain wouldn't look at the third sketch to the left. The one of the whole NEST team, including Will and Epps, but without the Autobots, "Oh you know sir, engineer and stuff. Cars are all like…engineery."

Lennox nodded, and Sam felt dread forming in her stomach as she noticed he was studying the pictures. And when Lennox turned to regard her, Sam knew he'd noticed.

"Ensign," Lennox drawled as he stepped in close to her, "Care to explain why you have a sketch of myself and my second in command when neither of us has met you yet?"

Sam's eyes widened, "Um…."

Lennox turned to regard the terrified girl, and couldn't help the grin breaking across his face, "Honestly Sam, I'm disappointed. You draw all of us getting ready to head into battle, but leave out the Autobots?"

When she didn't react, Lennox frowned. He was starting to fear that he had broken the girl. Then a beaming smile crossed her face and she punched him in the shoulder.

"What the hell Will?" Sam snapped, happy that her old friend remembered his past life also, "Do you have any idea how scary that was? I thought you'd like…court martial me for stalking you or something! On my first day!"

Will just laughed, before pulling Sam in for a hug, "I missed you kid. Not having the alien magnet around made figuring out who the bad guys were so much harder."

Sam groaned, before punching him in the back, "You still suck."

Lennox continued to laugh, when the door whosed open. Jumping away from each other in the fear someone would view the reunion as fraternization and get them both in trouble. But they relaxed when they noticed Epps standing there with a huge smile on his face.

"Damn it Will," Epps growled out as he crossed the room and gave Sam his own bear hug, "You said you'd signal me after breaking the news to her so I could say hi! It's been way to long kid, I can't believe you came back as a girl."

Sam let out a groan at that reminder, "Don't bring that up, please. It sucks knowing that I was a guy, and am now…this. But how did you two find me?"

Epps let her go, and the two shared a look, before Lennox answered, "We went to Admiral Pike because our chief of engineering was just convicted of murder, and we needed a new one. Captain Kirk came in, and told us to place one Ensign Samantha Witwicky in charge."

Epps shrugged when Sam gave them an unbelieving look, "We remember…before. But we figured it was too big of a leap for Sameul Witwicky to be Samantha Witwicky. So we decided to ask you a few questions, ones only Sam would have known."

Lennox took over, "But when I saw your drawings, I just…knew it was you Sam."

Sam flushed, staring at the ground, "So, what happens now?"

Lennox smiled as he placed his hand on her shoulder, "You'll become my chief engineer, Epps my second in command, and I'll be captain. We'll become the best ship in the fleet, and maybe…we'll find Cybertron."

The three shared a look and Sam finally broke the silence after a while.

"Will, you do know that you'll be doing a lot of negotiating as an ambassador ship, right?'

Will groaned before banging his head against the bulk, while Sam and Epps shared a smug look.

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