"Alex! Alex, Alex, Alex!"

I glanced up from the computer in the Academy's clinic, raising an eyebrow.

"You're never going to believe this! I don't believe this! Oh my god!" Pana said excitedly, jumping up and down in a small circle while waving a PADD around.

"Well," I began, "Are you going to tell me, or keep waving that thing around?" I asked. She stopped moving momentarily to hand the PAD over to me, smiling widely.

"The letters were sent out about an hour ago telling everyone which ship they were being placed on! Go on, read it out loud!"

I rolled my eyes, looking down at the screen. "To, Ramm, Pana, Starfleet Engineer, from, Board of Directors. Dear Ms. Ramm, we are glad to inform you of your placement upon the USS Enterprise under captain James Tiberius Kirk as an engineer. Yours truly, the Academy Board of Directors."

I hadn't even gotten half way through the letter when Pana was squealing again, jumping around. "Oh yes, that's very professional." I commented.

"I don't care! I'm on the Enterprise!" she yelled, then stopped suddenly and turned to me. "What ship are you on?"

"I haven't checked my mail yet."

"Oh!" she gasped, picking up the PADD I had placed next to the computer, attempting to get into it. "Holy shit, you can password these things?"

"Considering that's the clinics and not mine, yes. Doctor-patient confidentiality." I mumbled. She rolled her eyes, putting the PADD back.

"Well where's yours?"

"At my apartment."

"... What if someone needed to contact you?"

"Anyone important knows I'm here." I said, sighing and glancing up when a few students walked through the doors. "Now if you don't mind, I have work to do."

"Fine. Message me when you get off, and do not open your mail until I get there! Understood?"

"Yes, captain Ramm." I replied while rolling my eyes. She glared slightly, tucking her PADD under her arm and walking back out of the clinic as I shook my head.

My apartment was dark and warm as I walked in, closing the door behind me and taking off my jacket before flipping on the lights and screaming.

Pana was sitting on the couch, smiling. "Hi!"

"... What the Hell are you doing here?" I asked. She shrugged slightly.

"Got bored at home."

"So you decide to break into my apartment?"

She nodded. "Took me a while too. I'm not very good at it. I've only been sitting here for about five minutes."

I rolled my eyes, sighing as I walked into the kitchen.

"Found your PADD too. And because you have forced me to, I'm checking your mail."

"I haven't forced you to do anything. You have no patience."

"Either way." she replied, and I could hear the tapping sounds of her fingers against the screen as she looked through my mail, finding what she was looking for if the sudden 'ah-ha' was anything to go by.

"To, Conners, Alexys, Starfleet Psychiatrist, from, Board of Directors. Dear Ms. Conners, we are glad to inform you of your placement upon the..." Pana stopped reading, making me frown.

"Placement upon the what?" I yelled.

"W-we are glad to inform you of your placement upon the USS E-Enterprise under captain James Tiberius Kirk as the ship's counselor. Yours truly, the Academy Board of Directors."

Counselor. Saw that one coming. I rolled my eyes to myself as Pana walked into the kitchen, smiling widely before all but tackling me.

"I do need to breath, you know." I mumbled.

"Oh my god! I can't believe it! We're on the same ship! My best friend is on the same ship! The Enterprise! Together! Oh my god!"

Pana continued to squeal randomly for the next five minutes, not letting go of me even as I tried to squirm out of her grip. But, sadly, it wasn't happening.

After a couple more minutes I frowned. "Pana, if you don't let go within the next five seconds, I will do something horrible."

"Like what?"

I glared down at her. "You don't want to know."

"Okay, okay," she said, releasing me and holding her hands up. "Moody. You think you'd be happy to be on the Enterprise."

"I have no ship preference, as we have discussed before." I reminded her. She rolled her eyes this time, leaning against the wall.

"Well, look on the bright side..."

"What would that be?"

"You have the ship with the hottest captain."

I almost hit my head against the fridge. Almost.