One thing was certain having a two month break was great. I'd read books, slept in, enjoyed the warmth of the sun and gone for walks in the park. I'd also done some shopping for clothes. I was relaxed and excited to be exploring space again.

The ship was docked in San Francisco and I had all of my clothes packed and ready. My last night was spent at a club, with no strings attached. I'd woken up early and had left gotten my things and was on board before you can say ''. I met the Capt. and had unpacked all my things before lunch. I'd been given the liberty of calling the Capt. Jim, and was caught up on the gossip over lunch.

This mission was only for one year and we were going to have people watching over us all the time. Some Vulcan Ambassadors would be living on board and evaluating the efficiency of the crew. Jim was nervous and I reassured him that he was a good Captain who cared for his crew. He gave me his charming smile and was rewarded with one back. He commented on how similar we look and we had a good laugh over the tricks we could play on people.

January-April

These past couple of months were very uneventful. The Capt. hadn't gotten hurt on any of our away missions and the crew was working at maximum capacity. The Vulcans had been introduced to us and one hadn't been able to take his eyes off of me. Spock's father was also on board and so was his mother.

My relationship with the Captain had improved and once a week we had dinner together. We were just friends because he wasn't attracted to me and me not to him. Things were easy towards us and sometimes we got drunk together and spilled some of our secrets. Jim, as it turns out, felt deeply about Lt. Uhura and felt that he didn't have a chance. He found out I shared the same feelings towards Spock.

We laughed over how totally screwed we were and then passed out. The crew thought that we were together because we always left each other's rooms in the morning. That made us have lots of laughs and put under the scrutiny of the Vulcans. They citied regulation to us and told us not to see one another. We then had to explain that we were just friends and were not in a romantic relationship.

May-August

It all started when we were hailed by a ship on a desolate planet that was asking for help. I'd been beamed down along with the Capt. and several other crew members. The moment we landed we were met with phaser fire and our communicators and the transporter were jammed. We were stuck on a planet without a way off.

I got a good look at who was firing at us and surprise, surprise it was Klingons. They were talking amongst one another and running after us. One of the ensigns had been hit and sported a gash on his arm. I found a safe spot and told everyone to get there. Once we were safe I fixed the poor guys arm and then asked the Capt. what we were going to do.

He told me that we were to sit tight and try and keep each other safe. I was trying the communicator and eventually pulled it apart. I re-wired it and then there was a small crackling, fuzzy noise. We called for help and received a mumbled answer. The jamming device had to be turned off in order for us to be beamed up.

As luck has it the device was in the middle of where the Klingons were camped. The Captain was volunteering to go and turn the device off and I knew he shouldn't so I pushed him back and told him that I was going to do it.

I snuck towards the camp armed with our only phaser. The device was in the middle and was surrounded by them. There was suddenly a commotion coming from the other end of the camp and all but one of the Klingons left. I shot him and then ran towards the device. I pulled it apart and destroyed some if the pieces. I took too long however and just as I was being beamed up I felt pain flare through my entire body.

I landed on the transporter covered in my own blood and a hole in my side. Doctor McCoy rushed over and started administrating pain meds to me. It was soon after that I passed out. When I woke up I was lying on a bio bed and there was a beeping noise coming from my left. Jim was within my line of vision and asked how I was. I smiled and said, "I'm okay, could be a lot better though."

Two days later I was released and Spent the night having dinner with Jim. After that mission the months were boring and didn't involve anyone getting hurt.

September-December

The month of September changed my life. The whole crew and the Vulcans had been given a day of shore leave on a planet that had the same sort of climate as earth. We were sitting around enjoying the sun and the water. I'd been for a swim and had decided to go for a walk.

I was walking along the shore line, when I heard a scream. I ran towards the noise and found Amanda pinned to the ground with a large, engineering crew member on top of her. He was tall at least 6ft 6inches and was trying to rape her. The weirdest thing about him however was his eyes they were entirely green with no iris or pupil.

I ran at him and delivered a kick to his gut and head. He rolled off of her and I told Amanda to run back to the group. She took off and he tried to follow I stood in his path however and he tried to dodge me. I punched, kicked and clawed at him until he was on the ground in pain.

I heard people behind me and turned coming face to face with an angry pissed off Vulcan. Sarek was pissed and so was Spock, I told them not to come any closer and security grabbed him to be locked in the brig.