Yo peeps! Thanks for your reviews! Here's chapter four. This is getting seriously fun! And now we finally gave Nyota a bigger part!

Spock's Farewell

Chapter 4: Plan B

"Pike, you have to let me do this. If there's any chance that-"

"Jim, I know you cared about Spock. I did too. But I can't authorize you to do this. And even if I did, you know the Enterprise would never survive a journey of that length in the state she's in."

Jim fought to control his temper. It wasn't the fact that Pike wouldn't let them go. He had expected that. It was the way he said "cared for Spock," and "he did too." Past tense, as if Spock's death somehow erased his brotherly connection to him.

"I need to get his katra to him. If I can get him to New Vulcan..." his voice trailed off. Pike nodded knowingly.

"Then you'll feel less guilty." he finished. Jim didn't answer. "Jim, Spock's death was not your fault. He did what he thought was right, and he saved the ship."

Jim's eyes flashed.

"So now you're telling me I can't do what I think is right? If what Sarek says is true, then Spock's katra is trapped inside McCoy. Now I owe it to both of them to get Spock to New Vulcan."

He didn't bother to wait for a response. Jim stood up quickly, and strode angrily toward the elevator. Scotty, Chekov, and Sulu were waiting for him.

"Vhat did he say?" asked Chekov. Jim shook his head.

"He said no."

"So now what?" it was Scotty who asked this time.

"We go to plan B."

"What's plan B?" Sulu asked. Jim stepped into the elevator.

"Grand theft Starship."

Lieutenant Nyota Uhura was having a hard enough time dealing with the death of her fiancée without having to deal with Lieutenant Vulgaar. The man seemed to take great joy in disrespecting the dead. If she hadn't gotten herself stationed here for a reason, she'd take great pleasure in slapping him and walking away.

"I mean, the guy was Vulcan! He probably just did it because he thought it was logical! You know some of the people on your crew think it was because he cared about you? As if! To care, you need emotions." the jerk laughed. Nyota seemed to think his name suited him very nicely.

"He was engaged to one of the crew members." she said through clenched teeth. This earned another laugh from the Lieutenant.

"Poor girl." Before she could smack him, he went on. "I can't imagine who would fall in love with a Vulcan. Now you, you're smart, and hot to boot. There is no way a chick like you would fall for something like that."

He had been hitting on her ever since the Enterprise landed. It took all her willpower to keep herself from jettisoning him out the airlock. His advances were worse than Jim Kirk's. And that was saying something! Vulgaar straightened his red shirt.

"So...Lieutenant Uhura. You never told me your first name."

"I don't give out my first name." she snarled. Vulgaar didn't take the hint.

"Well, I'm Mike. I gave you mine...now let's hear yours." he hinted. She rolled her eyes.

"I think I'll pass."

Hoping to deter him, she straightened out her fingers to make her engagement ring more prominent. She couldn't take it off. Not yet. At this point, she was wondering if she ever could.

Nyota watched his eyes settle on her ring. It had belonged to Spock's mother. It wasn't her engagement ring, but the fact that it belonged to her made it all the more special. She blinked away fresh tears that threatened to spill over.

"Oh...hey, um. Congrats. Who's the lucky guy?" he asked. Nyota didn't want to say it, not wanting to give him more reason to mock Spock. But she also wanted to make him feel a bit guilty...

"He died recently." she stated bluntly. It was harder to say than she had thought. She got some comfort at the look of shock on his face.

"Oh, um...I'm sorry. I had uh...no idea. How-how did he...?"

Before he could finish his sentence, in walked Jim, Chekov, Bones, Scotty, and Sulu. Nyota smirked, and pulled out her phaser, aiming it at Vulgaar. Jim grinned

"Get in the closet." she ordered. Vulgaar looked as confused as a man could look.

"Huh?"

"Now!" Nyota snapped. Obviously scared, he ran to the closet. Nyota stood in front of him, phaser still aimed at him. "And that late-fiancee I was talking about? His name was Spock!"

Taking in quite a bit of satisfaction from the look on his face, she shut and locked the door. The men took that as their cue to get on the transporter. Jim gave her a greatful smile.

"Thanks Uhura. I know you're risking a lot-"

"Don't Jim. I'm doing this for Spock. That's all the thanks I need. I'll meet you up there."

The captain's blue eyes widened.

"No, Uhura. I can't let you do that. You're staying here. That's an order." he said in his best authoritative tone. Nyota smirked.

"Well, I'm disobeying that order, Captain. You didn't honestly think I was going to let you go without me, did you?" she raised her eyebrow in a way that reminded them all of her fiancee.

"Aye, sir. You're nah keepin' any of us out."

Jim looked around at his comrades. His friends. His face broke out in his famous cocky grin.

"Energize."

Spock Prime waited patiently for Nyota to beam up. He knew what would happen next, and he was going to make sure it didn't happen the same way it had originally occured.

It was not as if they would detect his presence on such a large and complicated ship anyway.

Spock Prime is sneaky...I'm a bit hyper. This one was written mainly by me, edited by Missi. You know, it's a lot more fun to write with someone than alone...