A/N: tongue firmly in cheek for this one, I think! Very ancient (and over dramatic) trek verse
Star Trek and related characters do not belong to me, they belong to Paramount.
Dream on, Mary Sue!
The evening light was fading fast, her homework waited near.
She sipped her cooling coffee, and wiped away a tear.
She picked a ball-point pen up-the hour was getting late-
And thought about her destiny, the twists and turns of fate.
Her mind sailed off to endless worlds she hungered to explore,
To countless distant galaxies where none had gone before,
To people yet unknown to man, to see them face to face,
And leave behind all things mundane which plagued the Human race.
"Oh what's the use of wondering?" she sighed and turned to work-
Then came a strange sensation, brought her head up with a jerk.
She looked around in disbelief, her head began to whirl
As beds and books and solid walls collided in a swirl.
In moments all was calm again, familiar things had fled,
She found herself on a Starship Bridge, a field of stars ahead.
She looked around with a pounding heart; her robe was purest silk,
A twisted girdle spanned her waist; her skin was white as milk
She stood amongst the Starship crew, her hair hung soft and bright.
Amazed she'd found her dream at last-the Enterprise in flight.
A breathless hush fell o'er the Bridge, a second ship appeared.
A Klingon warship filled the screen, a Klingon spokesman jeered.
A Klingon challenge reached the crew-"You sit and shake and stare.
You cowards! Come and fight this ship, if any of you dare.
I f you dare not fight, and then surrender now, no treaty can save your skins.
If you fight then the lady who stands at your side is the prize for the one who wins!"
The Klingons laughed at the Captain bold, inviting him to fight,
To pit his gallant silver bird against the Klingon might.
All eyes were on the Captain as he stood to face his foe;
His head was high; his manner true, his voice was calm and low.
As she gazed at the noble figure her heart gave a thousand sighs,
And she turned from the Klingon's twisted smile to the man with the hazel eyes,
And she caught her breath as her eyes met his, and he turned to the screen and said,
"My ship won't fall into Klingon hands; I will fight you, sir, instead.
I will fight you, sir, to the starlight's edge, through all the worlds between;
I will fight you, sir, for my ship and crew, and the fate of this silken queen."
And she gazed at him, and her eyes were bright, to her Captain her heart she gave,
And he kissed her hand with a courteous grace and spoke to his crewmen brave.
The following battle was fierce and long, her heart was filled with fear,
But he had to win, she convinced herself, and he'd held her hand so dear.
She breathed again when the fighting stopped at the end of an endless day,
A limping, battered Enterprise, and a conquered Bird of Prey.
The Klingons awaited a killing blow, the Captain held his fire;
He had fought and won for his ship and his crew and the sake of his heart's desire.
He had no need for a final shot, the death of his crippled foe;
He hailed the battered Klingon ship and ordered it to go.
The vanquished foe slunk off in shame, afraid to show his face;
The fact he was spared by a Starfleet ship brought the Klingon deep disgrace.
The Captain turned to his lady fair and said, "Have I won your hand?
If you wish you can sail on this ship with me; if you don't I will understand."
And she looked at him, and her heart was full, and her joyful spirit soared.
"With you and the crew of the Enterprise? Of course I'll stay on board!"
But as she replied with a song in her heart, the scenery blurred and rolled-
When she focussed again she was back in her room, her coffee growing cold.
And she wept awhile for his heart and his smile, and the hand which he had kissed,
And sighed and turned to her books again, and grieved for the life she'd missed.
End