McCoy spent several hours trying to heal the boy, even trying to replicate the symbol with the pen-thingy he had confiscated, but it didn't work. He gave up at 'midnight', technically there was no time in space but the ship had the light go off at ten earth time.


Lexi woke up in a strange white room, sore from her battle with the demon. She saw the faint remains of an Iratze on her arm, remembering faintly that moment when she had woken long enough to heal herself.

She looked to her left and saw Kian lying on another bed, with open wounds.

"Can't these people do anything?" she muttered.

Reaching for her stele to find it wasn't there supplied a flash of panic, before she spotted it lying on a table covered in hyposprays. She took it and began to heal her parabatai.


When he woke up Kirk headed up to the bridge.

"Keptin on ze bridge," Chekov said.

"Thank you, Mr Chekov," he sat down in the captain's chair. "How is she doing Scotty?" he asked while pressing the intercom.

"Ready as she'll ever be Captain, never been the same after Krall," lamented his chief of engineering.

"I trust she'll be back to normal soon?"

"Aye sir."

"Excellent Scotty."

"Let's go to warp then," he addressed Sulu.

"Of course, sir," Sulu said. "Jump to warp in three… two…. one."

The Enterprise leaped to warp and headed further into deep space. Kirk settled back further in his chair and began to puzzle out yesterday's events. The girl had used a bow and arrow, archaic hundreds of years ago, and both teenagers had some sort of sword, as well as those weird glowy-pen things.

Bones came onto the intercom.

"Bones, to what do I owe the pleasure?"

"They're awake Jim," Captain Kirk smiled, finally answers.

"Spock, you're with me. Chekov, you have the con."

Kirk left the bridge and made his way down to the med-bay, Spock beside him.