Chapter Nine: Two Years Later
Author's Note: So this will be from the beginning of Star Trek Beyond.
It's been three years since we've been in this five year mission and right now, Jim was out making peace with a planet and I was up on the ship waiting for Jim to come back on the ship. I leaned against the side and saw Bones walked back.
"That was quick," I mentioned.
"No kidding," Bones told me.
"Give," I said. He handed me the device and I hooked it up. I searched on what was wrong and there was nothing.
"He's good!" I mentioned.
"Got it."
"How are you and Chekov?" Bones asked me. Throughout the time I've been here, Bones has grown to be a father figure to me.
"Good. We are suppose to go on a little date when we get to Yorktown but apparently, some doctors wants to talk to me," I said.
"Talk to you? What's going on?" Bones asked.
"I don't know. That's why I'm going to see them first thing we get there," I said.
"Good. Can't have the second best doctor on the ship go out sick," Bones said.
"Thanks."
We were supposed to meet up Jim on his birthday but Bones got held back. He let me go and I walked over to the lounge. I saw Jim sitting down and I walked over.
"This seat taken?" I asked him.
"Nope. Go ahead," Jim assured me.
I sat next to him and saw he was drinking something. I grabbed me a cup and poured some. I drank it and cringed a little.
"You're not supposed to be drinking," Jim warned me.
"Why? I'm technically of age," I said.
"Do I have to remind you of what happened three years ago?" Jim asked.
"Can you blame me? It was my brother's death anniversary," I said.
"Still."
"I got you and Bones to watch me," I said.
"Sorry, I'm late. Keenser's breathing some kind of halid acid green ooze. Scotty is terrifying that his sneeze on the warp core will kill us all," Bones told us. He looked at our drinks and grabbed the bottle.
"What the hell are you two drinking?" Bones asked us.
"I'm pretty sure that's the rest of Saurian brandy we picked up on Thasus," Jim answered.
"My God man! Are you trying to go blind? That stuff is illegal. Besides, I found this in Chekov's locker," Bones said holding up a bottle of whiskey.
"Wow."
"Right. I always assuming he was a Vodka guy," Bones went to grab some glasses.
"Vodka guy," Jim said the same time Bones said vodka.
"Exactly."
"Lydia, do you happen to know what this is doing in his locker?" Jim asked me.
"No," I smiled.
"I wanted to have something appropriate for your birthday," Bones told Jim.
"It's in a couple of days. You don't have to worry about that," Jim said.
"I know. You don't like to celebrate it on the day because it is also the day your papa turned into dust. I can make sense of it," Bones said as he poured the whiskey into four glasses.
"Do they ever teach you a bit of manner in medical school? Or is it your southern charm?" Jim asked him.
"Jim, I know exactly why you don't like your birthday but at least you have people here to celebrate it with you. And you have a mom waiting to see you when we finish this five year mission," I said.
"You're right. Thanks for keeping it a secret," Jim said. I smiled a bit and looked at Bones. We picked up a glass before clinging it with the last one. We cheered together before taking a sip. We all looked at each other before smiling.
"That's good," Jim said.
"Good, lordy," Bones said.
"My boyfriend knows how to pick them," I said impressed.
"He sure does. Is he gonna pop the question anytime soon?" Bones asked me.
"I don't know," I shrugged.
"Are you gonna call your mom?" Bones asked Jim.
"Yeah. Of course, I'll call her on the day. I'm one year older," Jim said.
"Yeah. That's how they usually work."
"At least you're not like a hundred years older than everyone here," I told him.
"A year older than he has ever got to be. He joined in Starfleet because he believed in it. I joined on a dare," Jim said.
"You joined so you could live up to him. You spent all this time trying to be George Kirk. Now you're wondering what it means to be Jim. Why you're out here. To perfect yourself and a full-head hair," Bones said. We clinked our drinks again before drinking it. Jim's communicator rang and I set my glass down.
"Kirk here."
"Captain. Approaching Yorktown Base."
"I'm on my way Mr. Sulu. Let's keep the birthday thing out of rest," Jim told us.
"You know me, Mr. Sensitive," Bones told us.
"I'll keep it a secret," I said.
"Thanks. This is why you're my favorite," Jim said. I smirked at Bones and we walked to the bridge.
"Wow. That is impressive," I heard Chekov say. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around him. I kissed his cheek, causing him to turn a bit pink.
"Aye. She's a beauty isn't she?" Scotty asks us.
"That's Yorktown?" I asked staring at the glass, ornament like planet in front of us.
"What a damn monstrosity! Could we just rent some space on the planet?" Bones said.
"Showing geographical favoritism among the inductive Federation worlds could cause diplomatic tensions," Spock said.
"You don't look that tense. Looks like a damn snowball in space, just waiting us to break!" I looked over at Bones a bit before looking back at Yorktown.
"That's the spirit, Bones," Jim told him.
"Lydia, vould you like to go on a date?" Chekov asked me.
"I'd love to, but they want to see me for a bit," I told him.
"Oh. I understand," Chekov said.
"Something wrong?" Sulu asked me.
"Don't know," I shrugged.
