Jamie arrived to school, on Deck 11, and met up with Marge and Frenchy and told them how her dictating parents took her phone and grounded her for a week.
"I'm sorry, kid," Marge answered.
"I can't stand them; they're making me go mad!" Jamie hollered.
"Oh, just give 'em a chance, Jamester," Frenchy spoke.
"I've given them more than enough chances; I am done! If I go home tonight, and they give one more bit of grief and hounding, I'm moving in with Captain Kirk and divorcing from my dads…I am done!" Jamie snarled.
Marge and Frenchy nodded and the three girls started walking off, when they saw Brittany, and her three minions: Tiffany, Stephanie, and Melanie.
Jamie had all of her anger flushed out of her and was instantly replaced by fear and anxiety. She quickly tilted her head down and hoped they wouldn't notice her.
Brittany was the meanest girl in school, and always made Jamie's life miserable. They taunted her, laughed at her, and made her feel like a nobody. She had several times wanted to tell Spock and Dr. McCoy badly, but she once overheard Spock and Dr. McCoy agreeing that people needed to stand up for themselves, if they wanted to accomplish anything, and she had never found the need to tell them about Brittany and that was her reason for skipping school so often. To be honest, she actually liked school and learning; she found it cool and wonderful to learn new things…probably one of Spock's genes, she always assumed.
She then felt a pang inside her; she remembered what she had shouted at her dads this morning before leaving for school. She sighed and felt horrible; what had they done so horrible to her? They fed her, gave her clothing, paid for her to go to school, cared for her, when she was upset, they did everything great parents should do for their child. And on top of that, she wouldn't even be here had Dr. McCoy never agreed to take part of her grandfather, Sarek's wishes, and went through a treatment to make Dr. McCoy have a baby. Dr. McCoy had given up nine months to assisted in her growth and preparations for entering the world. That was just proof enough to show her how much him and Spock loved her.
"I feel horrible," Jamie muttered.
"Why," Marge questioned.
"For yelling at my dads and treating them like garbage cans."
"Oh, they'll forgive you, Jamie." Frenchy spoke, kindly.
"Even after saying to them 'I hate you'?" Jamie whimpered, wanting to start crying, but didn't; she knew Brittany was near by and would have fun using it against her.
"Even after that," Frenchy spoke.
"Yeah, Jamie; your dads love you more than anything. My God, they'd die for you, if they were given the option." Marge replied.
"I don't want them to die, though." Jamie answered.
"It's a figure of speech, kid," Marge spoke, with a wink.
Jamie gave a small smile then nodded; once school was over, she was going to Sickbay and the Bridge, give her dads a great big hug, say sorry to them, and tell them how much she loved them. Even Marge and Frenchy didn't add up to how much her dads were her best friends; they were always there for her and always so supportive of her and everything she wished to accomplish.
Brittany, and her posse spotted Jamie, Marge, and Frenchy; Jamie quickly tilted her head back down and stared at the ground, wishing to not be seen by them. Brittany walked over to them and smiled wickedly, with her girls behind her, standing still with straight faces, chewing…more like smacking their gum. They always wore jean skirts shorter than necessary, matching t-shirts (today was apparently pink), carried purses instead of backpacks, and wore gold high heels that matched their insane amount of bracelets on each arm that clinked together whenever they moved. The also had golden chain belts on them, as well, to finish it off. Jamie found it ridiculous for them to think that this kind of style was the in style fashion, currently.
"Hello, Jamie…and…Jamie's friends," Brittany sneered.
"What happened to you four; get lost in a 'Get rid of' pile in the mall?" Marge snarled back. She and Frenchy knew that Jamie was very insecure and shy, not ever knowing how to defend herself. In fact, Jamie was highly easily embarrassed, believe it or not. Even the slightest bit of humiliation, she'd run off and lock herself in a bathroom or another part of the ship and sob continuously for several minutes.
"Well, at least we don't dress in jeans, sneakers, and sweaters; I mean, how old are you, thirty?" Brittany sneered at Jamie. The three girls behind her began to snicker.
Jamie looked down at her outfit; she didn't find anything wrong with sneaker, jeans, and her blue and white sweater with snowflakes on it. It was one of her favorite outfits and was very comfy, too. She didn't respond and continued to look down at the ground, though lifted her eyes up every so slightly once and a while.
"As least Jamie has an IQ higher than a fourth grader." Frenchy shot back.
"Then why does she always skip school?" Tiffany sneered.
"Along with you two," Stephanie added.
"Gee, I wonder why," Marge muttered, trying to hint that their answer was right in front of them; all the four 'blondes' had to do was look in a mirror and would find their answer.
"You know what we're learning in history class, Jamie…past and present commanders of the Enterprise, and we've just recently began talking about your father, Mr. Spock." Brittany answered.
Jamie remained silent.
"Mr. Flanagan says he's a Vulcan…I think he's a demented hobgoblin here to destroy the ship Captain Kirk gladly takes charge of." Stephanie sneered.
"I bet you ten bucks he was the only option for a commander left, and Captain Kirk was forced to be stuck with him." Melanie answered.
Her, Stephanie, and Tiffany began laughing.
"He is not; he's one of the most respected figures on the Enterprise." Jamie softly spoke, getting mad.
"And we're learning about Dr. McCoy, your other father, in health class." Melanie sneered.
"Nothing more than a typical southern cowboy!" Stephanie cackled.
"Yee ha, cowboy; giddy up," Tiffany mocked.
The four girls began laughing like morons.
"You leave my dads out of this," Jamie snarled, not able to handle it. Brittany, and her girls had just gone past the border.
"Oh, I thought you couldn't stand your dads, Jamie." Brittany shot back.
Jamie closed her mouth and froze; she didn't have a response. She had recently complained about her dads and how she wished they would vanish from the ship all together.
Brittany took her water bottle and spilled it in front of Jamie, making her jump back about a feet away.
"Hey, look everyone; Jamie had an accident, again!" Brittany cried.
Everyone began laughing at Jamie; this wasn't the first time Brittany did this. She did it once in middle school during a science experiment, when Jamie got the planet Brittany wanted to do research on, and decided to spill apple juice and say she had an accident as revenge.
Jamie's mouth quivered, and she hid her face into Marge's shoulder, sobbing silently. Marge held her close and glared at Brittany, and her girls, along with Frenchy.
Brittany, and her posse walked off laughing, while everyone remained chanting 'Jamie had an accident; Jamie had an accident'!
After school ended, Jamie dropped her backpack down in Sickbay and buried her face into the couch by the wall. Dr. M'Benga looked up from Dr. McCoy's desk and saw Jamie.
"Jamie…what's wrong," Dr. M'Benga questioned.
"I just need to speak with Papa, is all." Jamie answered.
"He's not here, dear," Dr. M'Benga answered.
Jamie rose up and snapped her head to him.
"He's not," She replied.
"No," Dr. M'Benga answered.
She nodded, grabbed her backpack, and headed towards the turbo lift to go to the Bridge. Maybe he was up there with Spock speaking with Captain Kirk about work related stuff.
Jamie got onto the Bridge and went over to Spock's station only to see that it was another man at Spock's station.
"…uh…excuse me," Jamie spoke, softly; she hated it, but couldn't help whenever her shyness began to act up.
The man turned around and faced her.
"Yes, dear," He spoke.
"Do…do you know…where my dad is?" Jamie hesitated.
"Are you referring to Mr. Spock,"
Jamie nodded, insecurely.
"I'm afraid he's not here; him and Dr. McCoy teleported down to the planet's surface this morning." He answered.
"Oh…you know when they should be back?" Jamie questioned.
"Sometime this evening,"
Jamie nodded, and was about to leave to go do her homework, when she was stopped by Captain Kirk and Scotty.
"Jamie, come on over, little lass," Scotty cried.
Jamie sighed and walked over.
"Hey, you; how was school," Captain Kirk asked, with a smile.
"Usual," Jamie answered, sadly.
"What's wrong, dear," Captain Kirk questioned.
"I really need to talk to Dad and Papa; I said something really mean to them this morning, and I wanna apologize for it." Jamie answered.
"Oh, don't worry, lass; they'll be back from their mission, soon." Scotty answered.
Julia nodded and left the Bridge to go to the break room to do her homework.
Hours passed, and after dinner, Julia returned to her quarters to see if Spock and Dr. McCoy hadn't come home, yet. She entered to a room that was completely dark; puzzled, she flicked on the switch to the little home of their own and saw that everything was still neatly made, and none of Spock or Dr. McCoy's work stuff was on the ground, still.
She began to worry.
"Dad," Jamie cried.
No answer.
"Dad…Papa," Jamie wailed.
No one responded.
"Dad, Papa, are you in here?!" Jamie cried.
No answer came.
Jamie checked all over the place for Spock and/or Dr. McCoy and couldn't find them anywhere.
"Dad, Papa; come out, this isn't funny!" Jamie begged, beginning to grow panicked. She still had no luck with any kind of response.
"Oh dear God, no; please no…I didn't mean it, God…honest!" Jamie begged, remembering her wish of her dads to just vanish off the ship.
"Dad…Papa," Jamie screamed.
Nothing.
Jamie grabbed her communicator and tried to get into contact with her parents.
"Dad, Papa, are you there; it's Jamie, please answer me, anybody!" Jamie pleaded, feeling tears burn in her eyes.
No one came in for a response.
"Dad, Papa, I'm sorry for yelling at you and treating you two so poorly, please, answer me!" Jamie begged.
Nothing but silence.
Jamie gently put the communicator on the table and began to hyperventilate silently and felt her heart pounding fiercely against her chest.
"Captain Kirk, Scotty, help," Jamie screeched.
She slammed her quarters' door and ran to the nearest wall communicator.
"Captain Kirk, Scotty, help; Dad and Papa are missing!" Jamie screamed.