A/N: You guys are wonderful. I won't distract too long with this, just saying that I only own the OC Aureya and any other OC I want.

I raise my flags, dye my clothes…

Slamming to the mat, Aureya gasped as the wind was knocked from her. Spock looked down, one of his hands pinning her shoulder, and one in a loose fist above her head. Instinctively, she slid her leg against his thigh, pushing against it hard to unbalance him, throwing her weight up. She caught him by surprise, causing them to tumble. He tried to regain the upper hand, causing them to roll around the room almost comically. Every time he would start to get the upper hand, she would seem to almost slip out of his grasp. It finally ended with her pinning him to the mat, one hand on his shoulder and one on his throat. They both lay there, panting for a bit. He recovered faster, sitting up despite her weight, and setting her off to the side.

"I feel like you've been going easy on me." Aureya joked, reaching for her bottle of water. Spock looked confused, and seemed to be thinking over what she had said. "Commander, it's a joke. Don't worry about it." She stood and reached out a hand to help him. He looked at it warily, and, getting impatient, grabbed his forearm and hoisted him up.

"You've done well, Lieutenant." He said, getting his own bottle of water. Checking the clock, he began to pack up. "This session has been held for a sufficient amount of time. I will see you again on Friday, Miss Simeon." He turned to leave.

"Actually, sir, I will see you Monday morning." Aureya said. "My upgrades start up again on the bridge. So, until then," she did the traditional Vulcan salute, much to his surprise, "peace and long life." She didn't wait for a reply as she left, leaving a stunned yet amused Spock in her wake.

"Live long and prosper." He replied quietly.

Aureya practically bounced back to her room. Despite the fact that she knew he wasn't using full strength on her, she was still proud that she had gained the upper hand. She hadn't really been using too much technique, but instead had used her knowledge of the fact that Vulcans were extremely touch sensitive. It was her only viable plan should she ever have to fight one off. Vulcans were much stronger than humans, and she knew that catching them off guard would be her only way to win. She made it back to her quarters and collapsed onto her bed, falling asleep almost instantly.

The next morning, Aureya got up early, dressing in baggy shorts and a tank top and heading for the holodeck for a run. She had chosen to leave right before the shift change, so the hallways were empty and silent. She got onto the turbolift, commanding it to take her to deck three. It took only a few seconds, and in no time she was running through a forest in New England. She relaxed, enjoying herself as she breathed in the simulated fresh air. An hour later, she was in casual clothing enjoying breakfast in the mess. Chekov had joined her, and they were discussing what could be done with the upgrades to his station.

"Well, I can always see what I can do about your commands being accepted faster." She said, munching on toast. Sulu joined them, and she simply enjoyed their company as the two men joked around. She scanned the room, not really recognizing anyone. A few young engineers waved and she nodded back. The rest of her morning was uneventful, as she read a classic book in her quarters and listened to some oldies 21st century music.

Lunch, however was a bit more to look forward to. As she arrived, she saw Chekov and Sulu waving her over to a somewhat bigger table than she was used to. She got herself some food and sat across from them, picking up on some bridge gossip as they talked. They tried to get to tell what happened in engineering, but she simply smiled and said nothing really happened down there. They shrugged and went back to discussing Kirk's newest fling; apparently, it was a young ensign assigned to the science department. McCoy entered after a few minutes, scanning the room. She waved and point to a seat next to her, which he gladly took.

"What, no lunch for you, doctor?" She joked, gesturing to his lack of food. He simply shrugged.

"Nurse Chapel always insists on bringing me lunch in my office. She's convinced I won't eat unless she's watching." He snatched one of Aureya's fries. "Poor woman doesn't realize that food and I are lifelong pals." He smirked and she rolled her eyes, throwing another fry at him. Surprisingly, he caught it in his mouth, and ate it quickly.

"So, McCoy, you wanted to have lunch." She leveled a look at him. "Any particular reason why?" He took a moment.

"I just wanted you to know if your team was too disruptive. And they were, by the way." His voice had gotten gruff again, and she smirked.

"Did they now? Please, enlighten me." He opened his mouth to reply, but didn't get a chance as Kirk, Spock, and another young woman of color like herself all sat down at the table. Kirk had taken the seat on her other side and was flashing her a grin; Spock just gave a nod, which she returned; and the young woman put her hand out, introducing herself as Uhura. Kirk recaptured her attention quickly, leaving McCoy the opportunity to help himself to her fries.

"So, Aureya, when can I expect you up on the bridge to check out my equipment?" She caught the double meaning. He wagged his eyebrows and both Uhura and Spock seemed to just ignore it, obviously used to it.

"Captain, I'll be upgrading your 'equipment' on Monday. Something tells me yours will need the most work." She turned back to her food with a smirk as Sulu started choking on his water. McCoy and Uhura actually laughed, but Kirk played it off.

"As long as you're the one working on it." He said with a wink. She pulled out her PADD, a plan already forming.

"Actually, sir, I believe I'll be too busy with Mr. Chekov." At the mention of his name in this little game of innuendo, he blushed brightly. "However, I can assign one of the ensigns to work with you." Kirk actually looked excited and she stifled a giggle. Looking around the room, she noticed that several members of her upgrade crew had come in for lunch. She waved them over: a group of 3 guys and two girls. The girls seemed to be excited at the prospect of meeting the captain of the ship. She gestured to the tallest guy. "This is Ensign Alex Candor. He will be assigned to work on your chair." The ensign beamed proudly and she dismissed them. Kirk looked put off with the idea. "Don't worry, Captain." She said in a fake sweet voice. "He works just as well as I do, if not better. He'll make sure you're all taken care of." Now everybody was laughing and she finished her fries.

"We're not done here, Lieutenant." Kirk said quietly, more in a flirty voice than a threatening one. She rolled her eyes, finishing her water. "I'll see you bright and early on Monday." He got up to go, and Commander Spock followed him, giving her another nod. As soon as he was gone, everyone was congratulating her.

"Oh, come on, guys, there has to be at least one woman aboard who's had the guts to say no." Uhura nodded.

"Yeah. It was me, and it took him three years to get the hint." Uhura replied. Aureya groaned, but more in a playful way.

"As long as he doesn't court-martial me, I think it'll be okay." She joked. McCoy chuckled, reaching for her fries again. She smacked his hand playfully. "Get your own, doc." He grumbled, but got up. She finished and stood. "Sorry to duck out, everyone, but it's my day off and I intend to spend at least an hour of it napping. I'll see you all Monday." She left after a chorus of goodbyes and headed back to her quarters. 'Great, now I get to deal with the Captain everyday…' she thought. She couldn't help but smile at the idea of making the famous Captain Jim Kirk squirm.

A/N: What do you think? Jim/OC? McCoy/OC? Or, heaven forbid, Chekov/OC?! Actually, no, not Chekov, but that's just cause I love the Chulu friendship so much. Wouldn't want some engineer to ruin that, eh? So, review people!