Location: Sol System, Earth Dry-dock.
Starship: Enterprise.
Registry: NX-01.
Time: 08:30 Hours.
January 31, 2151.

Finally the materialised in a turbolift onboard what was considered by many to be the first true Starfleet vessel, a vessel that had become a legend in his own time. Slowly he pressed the controls on the door as it slide open slowly and for the first time, Kirk stepped onto the deck of the NX-01. Smiling slightly he looked around as engineering crews hurried about their business sealing deck plates.

"Oh my god!" He smiled.

"This is exactly how I felt when I first stepped onboard your ship Jim" Monroe said with a smile.

"Wow! Umm… now what?"

"We have to find your great-great grandfather. If you're right, he'll need protecting also, do you have any idea what he looks like, or even his name?"

"You came all this way without checking him out?" Kirk laughed.

"You're not the only one who's busy Jim"

"Alright, This ship is due to launch in 3 months when the Klingon is found in Broken Bow Montana… Archer will order the ship launched early… eventually it will lead to the first mission for the ship. However, at this time much of the crew had yet to be assigned, my ancestor was one of the first assigned, and the first to leave. Lieutenant Andrew Wallace was his name; his future wife was a direct relation"

"Okay, where does he work?" She said quietly as they walked through the ship.

"No idea, I thought you where supposed to be the expert on time travel" He mumbled.

"Alright, hang on. I'll contact the Newton; perhaps they can scan for his…"

"That will take too long, watch and learn… Captain" He winked.

Slowly, Kirk rolled up his sleeves before he picked up a small piece of piping from the ground and rubbed the grease and oil onto his uniform, hands and face before he walked towards a young woman working on a power transfer conduit.

"Excuse me Lieutenant. Where can I find Andy Wallace?"

"Do I know you sir?" She said as she looked up.

"No, I think I'd remember you Lieutenant" He smiled.

"Of course sir. Umm I think he said he would be on the bridge, they're having trouble with the new Helm design"

"New Helm?" He said with a slight smile.

"The third design this year. But yes, he's on the bridge"

"Thank you Lieutenant?…"

"Kirk sir, Alison Kirk, Lieutenant Junior"

Smiling slightly, he nodded as he walked towards Monroe once again while she whispered.

"Your Great-Great Grandmother?"

"Yes, I recognise her from the pictures that hung on the walls back home. We should risk going to the bridge"

"Agreed" She smiled.

Quickly, the walked past Kirk's ancestor as she returned too her work, smiling slightly Kirk looked back at her once more as Monroe whispered.

"She's beautiful. Good looks must run your family Jimmy"

"You're a funny girl Monroe" He laughed.

Location: Starbase Twelve.
Starship: Federation Starship USS Enterprise.
Registry: NCC-1701.
Time: 17:00 Hours. (The Same Day)
In The 23rd Century.

Once again, Spock entered the bridge and looked around, it was almost deserted, with the exception of Pavel Chekov sat in the command chair reading a book with his legs hanging over the left arm. If it was not for his Vulcan training, Spock may have even found the sight of the young officer humorous. However, as stoic as always he stepped onto the lower level of the bridge to the left of the command chair as he would if Captain Kirk himself was sitting in the chair.

"Am I disturbing you Mister Chekov?"

Almost jumping off the Command Chair, Chekov looked around to see the superior officer almost standing at attention as he looked at the planet below on the viewscreen. If the young Russian officer did not know the Vulcan as he did, he could have sworn he was playing a joke on him. But then it was Spock, everyone knew he would rather burst into flames then betray his Vulcan upbringing with jokes.

"Sorry, Commander. I was just"

"Do not worry Mister Chekov; I am only here to await the Captain's next contact"

"Aye sir, that should be any time now sir, should I man the communications Console sir?" Chekov said as he stood to attention.

"Not necessary Mister Chekov, I am more the qualified to operate such a console"

"As you wish sir" Chekov nodded.

For fifteen minutes, Spock sat in the Communications officer's chair as he awaited the regular contact from his Captain and Friend. Although it was unusual for the Captain to take shore leave by himself, they where after all in orbit of a highly secured Federation facility and no vessel would approach due to the planetary defence grid and one of Starfleet's most feared Starships in orbit. The planet below was a similar story, no one could move around the planet without being detected by either orbital scanners or the many sensors that where located around the surface.

"Mister Spock, the Keptain if fifteen minutes over due for his regular check in"

"I am aware of that Mister Chekov…" His expert hand guided over the console before him as he spoke aloud. "… Enterprise to Captain Kirk, are you receiving… Spock to Captain Kirk, please acknowledge"

Silence filled the speakers as Spock and Chekov stood for a moment looking at each other until finally the silence was broken as Spock spoke out first.

"Mister Chekov, assemble a security detail from anyone left onboard… head down to the Captain's last known co-ordinates, find him"

"Aye sir"

"I shall run a full scan of the area from here and direct you as required…£

"Yes Commander… and if Keptain Kirk is…"

"… Then Mister Chekov you will locate all of the sensors within range of the cabin he was renting… and bring me the security files"

"Yes Commander" He said as he straightened himself.

Quickly, Chekov ran towards the turbolift and entered, as he walked towards the nearest transporter room he pointed to any security officer he could find on the way, upon entering the transporter room he continued to brief his away team as the transporter engineer activated the system.

"… And if Keptain Kirk is nowhere to be found, we must find out why… set phasers to maximum stun force, Alexander and Slyer, you will co-ordinate with Mister Spock on the bridge. Monroe and Foster, you are with me"

"Aye Sir!" They all replied.

For one hour, they searched the large grounds the Captain had rented from the Admiral, as each moment passed it appeared as if more and more security teams joined in the search for Kirk, teams from the Enterprise and the Starbase took on the role as they searched every inch of ground and yet nothing was found.

Slowly, running his fingers through his hair, Chekov entered the briefing room onboard the Enterprise as Spock, McCoy, Mister Scott, Uhura and the commander of the Starbase stood waiting for his report.

"Mister Chekov, what have you discovered?"

"Nothing Mister Spock, no transporter residue, no indentations to indicate a shuttlecraft, nothing… The Keptain is just gone!"

"Couldn't he have just gone for a ride?"

"Not possible Doctor McCoy, all horses are in the stables… however Ensign Monroe did find this!"

Slowly, Chekov reached onto his belt and pulled out a standard issue Starfleet communicator, sighing slightly, the Chief Engineer picked up the small metal box and examined it before he spoke.

"Aye, that's the Cap'n's alright…"

"Are you sure Mister Scott?" Spock said slowly.

"Aye, I'd recognise it anywhere… you see this small marking here… well, Cap'n Kirk dropped this after he was issued another one…"

"I see, Mister Chekov… anything else?" Spock said slowly.

"Yes sir, I have downloaded the files you requested. I am… at a loss to explain it sir"

"Explain what?" McCoy said urgently.

"Perhaps you should look sirs"

"Of course" Spock said slowly.

With a slight limp in his step, Chekov walked towards Spock and handed him the data tape, slowly Spock placed the data tape into his computer as the three screens in the centre of the table activated with the security footage recorded. For a moment, the display seemed to show Kirk sat alone on the beach enjoying a drink and reading what appeared to be a large book.

"That is the Keptain…"

"Thank you mister Chekov, I can see that"

"Of course, now from the top right hand side of the screen, a young half naked woman will appear, her back will be turned…"

"Mister Chekov, allow us to observe the footage"

"Of course sir"

For a moment, they watched until a young woman entered the screen, with her back to the camera she knelt down beside Kirk. For a moment, the spoke until Kirk stood from his chair and walked away, for a moment she turned and followed him off camera. Quickly, Spock rewound the video and enhanced the facial features. Slowly and in turn, each of them looked at the screen as Spock stood.

"Mister Chekov, please have Ensign Monroe report to me immediately"

"Mister Spock?"

"The young woman on the screen appears to be Miss Monroe"

"Spock, that's crazy…"

"Ensign Monroe was confined too the ship for the last few days, she only came with me because I found her on the way to the transporter room"

"Then who do you think that is Laddie?" Scotty replied.

Location: Sol System, Earth Dry-dock.
Starship: Enterprise.
Registry: NX-01.
Time: 08:45 Hours.
January 31, 2151.

It appeared to last forever as the doors slid open onto the bridge, almost afraid to step through, Kirk smiled as he looked around the command centre of the ship he had idolised since childhood. No one could have imagined what trials they would face, what pathways they would open within the next ten years of the vessel's lifespan. For the first time he felt as Monroe must have when she first stepped foot on his ship, knowing everything that would happen to each of them in the coming years.

Looking around the bridge, he found the one man he was looking for, his distant ancestor, His great-great Grandfather Andrew Wallace. He had never met the man, but he heard his father talking of his career with Starfleet with fond regard. Slowly and carefully, he stepped onto the bridge, the sounds and smells where almost intoxicating as the new ship was slowly being brought to life by the many who worked on this vessel.

"That's him" He whispered to Monroe.

"Alright, stay close… but remember…"

"Yes I know. Damn he looks so young, his entire life ahead of him. You know he was eventually Captain of the Cerberus"

"That's it. I knew I heard his name before, he's actually pretty cute!" She smiled.

"Hey, show a little respect" He laughed.

Slowly and carefully, Kirk walked towards his great-great grandfather as he worked on the helm. For a moment he stopped as the centre chair of the Starship caught his eye until a voice called out too him.

"Hey, excuse me, would you pass me that please?"

Quickly, his head whipped around as he saw the young engineer pointing to a tool just out of his reach, smiling, Kirk bent down and handed him the piece of equipment he had asked for.

"Thank you sir"

"Not a problem. Impressive ship" He smiled.

"She will be, once I get this damned helm working. Would you mind helping me sir?"

"Umm… not a problem, do me a favour, don't call me sir. It is Jim… Jim Ki… Pike… Jim Pike"

"Andy Wallace, your new here?"

Slowly Kirk bent down as he looked under the console at the many circuits and pathways yet to be installed as he replied.

"Umm, temporary transfer… used to work in the Civvy fleet. When this position opened up, I couldn't resist. But do me a favour; don't tell my boss… she's watching me now"

Smiling slightly, Andy looked out of the corner of his eye to the stern look on Monroe's face as Kirk began to assist Lieutenant Wallace.

"She looks pissed!" He laughed.

"That she does…" Carefully Kirk looked into the internal workings of the helm and smiled slightly. "… The T-91-A circuit is fused open…"

"Damn it, that will take all week to fix" Wallace growled.

"Not really, if you bypass it here and here…" He pointed. "… It will speed up helm functions once it's rerouted into the secondary coupling"

"How did you know that?" Wallace said with surprise.

"The T-91-A is… notorious for shutting down. You should supplement it with a Beta-98-Gamma unit"

"This unit is brand new; it's never been used before…"

For a moment, Kirk was caught off guard as the realisation had hit him, thinking on his feet he replied quickly.

"The T-85-C unit is a similar system, the 91-A was based on it… It's sluggish and less powerful. Nevertheless, it is installed and has to be bypassed"

"I'll have to get clearance from Commander Tucker…" He said slowly.

"Lieutenant, sometimes an Engineer has to think on his feet. An engineer I once served with was the best; he taught me everything I know. Trust me, bypass the unit and supplement it with the Gamma unit. Commander Tucker will thank you for it… or you'd have to install a new helm from scratch" Kirk smiled.

"That would take days… alright. Ensign Chen, please go do to storage and bring me a Beta-98-Gamma unit…"

"Nice!" Kirk laughed.

"You should have this thing up and running in an hour or so" Kirk laughed.

"Pike! Follow me please!" Monroe said firmly.

"Whoops, the boss calls. Pleasure to meet you Wallace" Kirk smiled.

Quickly, Kirk stood and followed Monroe to a quiet corner of the bridge as she turned with anger as she whispered.

"Kirk, what the hell are you doing?"

"Offering help"

"Remember the mission Kirk, stay on the mission"

"Incase you've forgotten… Monroe, HE is the mission"

"And giving him the answers to the helm?"

"He would have figured it out soon enough. Besides, this is the way things happened. After the Xindi mission, the Helm was replaced with a new unit after it was tested on the NX-02. The T-91-A unit was scrapped, he designed the new system based on his discoveries today!"

"Alright, I'm sorry" She said slowly. "But be careful Kirk, we can't risk altering anything"

"First off, here call me Jim… second, trust me once again. I know what's at stake. Stop treating me like a child Monroe!" He whispered sternly.

For a moment, they stood and looked at each other, until the door to the ready room opened and a man stopped before them.

"Excuse me, may I get past?"

"Umm… Err… yes" Kirk stuttered. "Sorry, Captain Archer"

Quickly, Kirk stepped aside as the man walked past them, for a moment it appeared as if Kirk was the one who was star struck, until Archer turned with a smile and spoke.

"Don't you people have work to do?"

"Yes sir, Sorry sir" Kirk said quickly.

"May I offer you a suggestion Lieutenant?"

"Of course sir" Kirk smiled.

"Leave the dating until after your shift. I want this ship to launch on time"

"Ohh we're not…"

"Sorry Captain, Julia is still getting used to us being together" Kirk laughed as he put his arm around her.

Smiling slightly, Archer walked too his Helm as he spoke to the young Lieutenant working at the helm, still a little star-struck, Kirk smiled as he watched for a moment.

"Wow, he's much… taller then I thought"

"Funny, I thought you where shorter" Monroe laughed. "Having a little hero crush on Archer are you Kirk?"

"Ohh shut up!" He laughed.

For a moment, the bridge fell silent as from what would be the tactical station, a voice spoke out.

"Captain, I have received a call from the med-bay"

"What is Ensign?"

"A… Lieutenant Kirk has just been admitted to sickbay with plasma burns"

A pain ripped through Kirk as he listened overheard the conversation, it was as if his entire body was on fire or being torn apart, for a brief moment he appeared to fade out of existence as he grabbed Monroe's arm. Quickly the young Lieutenant at the Helm jumped too his feet as Archer looked back at him.

"Sir, if you don't mind. Ensign, what is her condition?"

"Unknown sir…"

"Mister Wallace, go. Hey, you two… go with him!"

Monroe nodded to Archer as Kirk took a deep breath while his ancestor ran towards them both.

For a moment, a brief look of concern ripped over Archer's face as Lieutenant Wallace slapped Kirk on his shoulder and yelled 'Come On Pike!' Minutes later, Wallace, Kirk and Monroe entered the Med-bay as four Doctors stood over the injured young officer. Standing at the door, Kirk straightened himself as Monroe looked at him with concern.

"What happened?"

"I-I-I don't know… I feel… weak"

"Jim, that's nothing, you almost faded out of existence. Ohh my god"

"What?" Kirk said as he steadied himself.

"It's not Wallace, it's her. She, she is your direct ancestor Jim… I can't believe I missed it"

Slowly catching his breath, Kirk walked towards the nearest medical officer.

"Doctor, how is she?"

"Who are you?"

"A friend of the family, how is she doctor?" He said slowly.

"90% plasma burns, a conduit she was working on exploded. She's a very lucky young woman, Lieutenant. Speaking of which, are you okay sir?"

"I'm fine. Will she survive?"

"Not sure sir" She said slowly.

"How long?"

"Eighteen hours, give or take"

Taking a deep breath, Kirk looked back to Monroe with anger swelling in him as he spoke quickly.

"Do what ever you can for her…"

Quickly, he walked back to Monroe and grabbed her by her arms as he spoke.

"Can you do anything?"

"No… No Jim, you have to be joking me?"

"Listen to me, if she dies…"

"I know…" Quickly she looked around and whispered. "… We can't risk bringing her back to the Newton…"

"… Even more then bringing me along for this slight ride? Julia, as one Captain to another, I'm asking you to help her"

"I can't! You know that"

"You heartless, selfish bitch. Have you thought about what will happen if she dies? Your Captain Anders knew that… He's been here… If she dies, then everyone you have ever known or loved will die cease to exist. You taught me that, if she dies… I do not exist. And it's a fair bet that neither do you!" He growled.

"Jim, I'm not saying that. Beaming her off this ship without being seen would be difficult. I know what is at stake here, more then you can imagine"

"I'm sorry… I should've realised. So what now?"

"That conduit she was working on, was not a live one, there is no way it could have exploded… we should have a look at it" She whispered.

"That's going to be difficult, with ship security around"

"I think I have a way around that" She smiled.