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"Sir, Admiral Pike has just released the nev crev members, zey vill be shuttling up in one hour." Announced Pavel.

Jim blinked in his Captain's chair. Shore leave was over, which he was glad. Right now he was brooding. Had he really seen them?

"Thank you Mr. Chekov. Now, why aren't they beaming so we can get a move on?" He asked. Jim was anxious, ready to go cruising on his big, polished ship. They had new weapons too. Also, he had made sure to have the things Trinity and Spock requested for installed in the lab they would be working in.

"Keptin, Mr. Scott is running a few last minuet scans and calibrations for the updated engines and they are using the transporter for medical supplies for Dr. McCoy's stock." The young Russian confirmed while typing into the computer.

Kirk frowned. Christopher Pike was going to make him wait just for a kick, he knew that. Standing up he decided to check up on Scotty. "Kirk to Engineering. Aye Scotty, how much longer on those check ups?"

"Not much longer now Captain. You should see these new installments, like putting lipstick on a pageant queen!" Kirk blinked at Scotty's choice of a metaphor.

"Good, because I'm ready to smear that lipstick! Kirk out."

Standing up he sighed, restlessness settling over him. "Alright Sulu, you've got the bridge."

"Yes Captain." Kirk nodded to his helmsman and went to the turbo lift.

"Computer Deck 3." The computer authorized his voice and went on its merry way down. Once it binged he stepped out into the hall. Currently he was on a mission to find Spock. Walking vehemently he muttered, "I'm not crazy!"

Kirk swore he had seen them kiss once, they had been leaning so close together!

Walking into one of several labs he spotted one of the ensigns. "Ensign."

Suddenly the young man turned around, startled, and saluting. "Yes Captian!"

Kirk looked at him. He honestly had no idea who the young boy was. "What's your name Ensign? Oh and at ease."

"Marcum, Jason Darwin Marcum, Sir."

Jim nodded and looked at him. "Huh." Seemed to be all he could say for a moment. This boy struck a memory for him; he seemed familiar to the Captain. Marcum …

Suddenly it hit him. "Oh! I know who you are! Shoot we went to high school together! I was a senior when you were a freshman!"

Marcum nodded, "Yes sir, we were. You dated my cousin Diane Lewinsky."

"I remember her." Jim came up and clapped him on the shoulder in a friendly manner. "Well Marcum, I'm glad you're on my team. Best of the best!"

"Yes Sir! Thank you!" He brightened up and nodded to Jim.

"Alright actually, I'm looking for Commander Spock. Do you know where he is?"

"It seems your endeavors, Captain, do not go unrewarded."

Jim and Marcum turned to see Spock walk in, prim and proper in his science officer uniform. All of a sudden Jim's surprise turned into one of those lopsided grins. "Just the Vulcan I was looking for. Thank you Ensign, you're dismissed."

Spock looked at Jim who started to lead him right back out the door from which he came into the hall. "I knew it!"

"Excuse me Captain?" Spock said raising an eyebrow. Sincerely he did not know what Jim was talking about. That grin he knew too well now, Jim thought he knew something.

"I knew you liked her! Two weeks you know her and you're already wining and dining."

Spock stared at him. So Trinity was right he thought. It was odd he thought, but amusing. Jim seemed eager to ask him. "Captain, am I to understand that you are under suspicion that I have developed a romantic relationship with Dr. Kholer, even in her most vulnerable perdicament?"

Jim nodded, "Yeah! I saw you two at the dinner! You kissed her! I saw it! The both of you were close and she was giggling! Girls don't giggle for any reason Spock. You were on a date! And in two weeks too!"

Spock thought about what Trinity told him to do when this came up: deny, deny, deny. He was somewhat pleased to see Jim in such a … tizzy as Trinity had explained.

"Captain Kirk, I regret to inform you Dr. Kholer and I were on no such outing. Perhaps you are mistaken and she was with another male."

"Spock! It was you! I saw you!"

Spock shook his head, sticking to their plan. "Perhaps Sir you are in need to visit the Doctor?"

"I don't need to visit the Bones, Spock! I saw you!"

"So you've stated multiple times Captain. However, I did not attend romantic dinner with Dr. Kholer." Suddenly Jim went from angry to confused.

"You really didn't?"

"I assure you Captain, no evenings occurred between Dr. Kholer and myself." Jim sighed, feeling stupid. Spock saw his obvious confusion and embarrassment. He admittedly thought payback was indeed something to have a hand in form time to time. His eyes traveled Jim's face, looking for any suspicion that he would think Spock was lying. The half-Vulcan wasn't lying, but merely … No, he was lying.

Jim just shook his head, letting the plaguing feeling go for a moment. "The new crew members will be up in a hour. There's seven of them. Half are new faces and the rest are transfers." His friend merely nodded.

The rest of the time passed as Jim went to check on Scotty and then on McCoy. Eventually, the crew members arrived. Jim tapped his com-badge, "Chief Engineer Scott, Doctor McCoy and Commander Spock report to shuttle bay, Kirk out."

It took a couple minuets but his three friends arrived. "The new ones ready for work aye?"

"Right they are Scotty. I just got the information of who's arriving on a PADD. Admiral Pike says we're gonna get a kick out of em, says they're a lively bunch." His words held a bit of laughter.

McCoy and Spock were both skeptical in a sense about what their mutual friend had just said. "Great, some cantankerous little brat who's going to need to be sat on top of. Jim, I'm a doctor, not a baby sitter. I hope the new medics aren't kids just out of training to make up the difference."

Jim shrugged as they waited for the doors to the shuttle craft to open. Then Admiral Pike stepped onto the Enterprise. A beaming look was on his face as he extended his hand out to Jim, then everyone else, even Spock. "Jim she looks like a million. Scotty, keep up the good work."

"Thank ya Admiral!" Scotty said.

Admiral Pike was in standard uniform. He pulled on his shirt and then turned back around to Jim. "Son, meet your new crew members."

Chris waved his hand to the seven new crew members. All stood at attention. Jim smirked and said, "Thank you Admiral. Commander Spock, Mr. Scott, please escort the new crew members to the briefing room, Bones and I will be there shortly."

Spock nodded taking of with the others. "So, in the message there was something you wanted to discuss?"

Bones looked at Jim with a curious look. The Admiral nodded. "We've stocked the Enterprise with supplies that you'll be delivering on a mission. I have been contacted by Ambassador Sarek. The Vulcans have finally found a new, uninhabited planet to restart their life, New Vulcan. I uploaded the new coordinates to Mr. Sulu and Mr. Chekov on the bridge. That's going to be your mission, help the Vulcans. Remember Jim, keep a head about you on this one."

The Admiral smirked at Jim, who nodded in eagerness. "Got it, mission: Go to Vulcan and help 'em. It's a go, thanks Admiral."

"Good luck Jim. And don't bang her up too bad this time?"

A laughed was shared between the two men. Bones just kind of stood there, wondering if traits such as spunkiness and stupidity were to show up in DNA, would theirs' be compatible? Something told him yes. They bid the Admiral farewell and Bones looked at Jim with a look that said one thing, "May we go now Captain?"

"Yes Doctor, yes we may! Now, to the crewmembers."

"Finally."

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"I am Commander Spock. I recognize some of your faces from my classes in previous years. It is satisfactory to see you do so well as to be placed amongst the crew of the Enterprise. Thus, I am sure congratulations are in order for your accomplishments."

He stood so perfectly, ram-rod straight with his arms behind his back. For some it was almost eerie.

All seven were accounted for. He was sitting on the right hand of the first chair in one of the debriefing rooms. There were four women and three men. Spock was reading through the men's files first. However, the Vulcan commander never got to finish the second record before Jim and Bones strode in.

Spock, Scotty and the new recruits rose to their feet upon Jim's entrance. The blonde male took his seat at the head of the table and Bones to his left. He sat and the others followed.

Suddenly, he seemed so formal and responsible. "I would like to personally congratulate all of you on the daunting task of being assigned to the Enterprise. First, I would like to introduce you to your commanding officers. This is Commander Spock, first officer and head of Sciences, to my left is C.M.O. Doctor McCoy and Chief Engineer Scott. Now all of you will follow your respective heads, as I shall be accompanying those with navigations."

Jim stood and looked at the cadets. What he found was not pleasant. Not at all. Despite this, a grin spread across his face. "Also, it's nice to see a few familiar faces amongst my new crew members." Jim stood and again, the other followed in suit.

Spock handed Scotty and Bones copies of the profiles of the new members, but turned his eyes upon Jim. "Captain, you know these women?"

Jim grinned guiltily and stepped aside, "Commander, may I have a quick word?"

Spock went over.

"They hate me." At least the captain was honest.

Spock raised an eyebrow and Jim put a hand through his hair. In hushed tones he went on, "One I slept with before the Romulan incident, Lt. Gaila, and the Asian chick, pointy ears over there? Yeah well, she dumped a glass of beer down my shirt during shore leave for apparently breaking her sister's heart? Yeah, I know. But it's not them I'm worried about."

The commander was not surprised to hear any of those tales because all were likely, and probably true. What had him was that he wasn't worried about the two scorned women. His eyes glanced back to the new crewmembers: a red haired woman, a Chinese male, and another very awkward looking young man, all of which were human. However, the one that caught his curiosity was the only female, clad in a yellow uniform.

The woman was incredibly thin, yet surprisingly tall for a woman. Spock took her height to come close to five feet and eleven inches, however, in the stiletto shoes, she was two inches less than his own height.

Jim turned around, and Spock watched a strange scene unfold, "Lt. Junior Grade Costello, may I have a word with you?"

The woman straightened up and proceeded.

"Captain," she said in a curt, sour manner.

"Lt. Junior Grade, you know I'm not the formal type. How about a smile for your big brother? Whatta ya say Aggie?"

Spock raised an eyebrow, very unaware that Jim had a sister. The Vulcan looked between the two. They looked nothing a like where as Jim was very laid back and had as what humans would say a "bed-head" style, this woman was prim, straight, and classy. A curious development.

The red-head gave him a mock smile, which heightened Spock's weariness.

"Hello James," Spock noted yet another odd sentiment, no one called Jim by James.

"Much better Aggie. Just like the good ol' days huh? You and me, workin' together. On a starship too. Mom'll be so proud."

"Yes, I suppose your mother would be proud. Whereas my father was merely impressed they let you on a starship."

Spock decided that the logical action to take was to address his captain, save him the fight that was ready to come about. "Captain, I am sure that the crewmembers are ready to head to their stations? It is only logical."

Two pairs of human names turned on him. The Vulcan man merely raised an eyebrow. With a sigh Jim agreed and took his two while Spock left with his one.

Spock was followed by his latest addition, Ensign John Jackson III. The ensign was one of the best biochemists to graduate from the academy in quite a while, thus knocking two years off of his education by sheer brilliance. Spock noted from the data pad in his hand that the ensign was only nineteen, soon to turn twenty.

Keen Vulcan hearing picked up the awkwardly spaced timing of his feet. "Ensign, are you feeling ill?"

The very nervous ensign nodded his head, but with no avail since Spock was in front of him and not looking back. "No sir, just nerves."

"Perhaps a visit with Doctor McCoy would be satisfactory before heading to your quarters?"

"Yes sir, I'd like that a lot." Spock noted the accent which humans called a southern drawl. The ensign's words were not clipped, however, as how he had heard Bones' on occasion.

Spock led him to Sick Bay since he was currently off duty. Though, his mind followed the path of Dr. Kholer. Ahead of him he caught a glimpse of her heading into the same hall. There was a slight intake of breath, however, she had yet to notice him.

Trinity, being the woman she was, was submerged in a PADD no doubt studying either the new mechanics of his time or simply working on her own. The blonde woman stopped her walking though and pushed up her glasses. At the sight of this he felt the urge to stop, but remained walking due to the ensign depending on his assistance. But luck seemed to favor Spock because Trinity looked up due to finally notice others occupying the hallway.

Before she said anything she smiled and looked curiously past Spock to the man following him. Spock found it illogical for her to watch the ensign, but reprimanded himself.

"Hello Dr. Kholer," he greeted as that approached her. This brought Trinity's attention to Spock, her smile and eyes focused on him. Spock could feel his muscles relax as she fell into step with him, talking about equations. It didn't take much discipline to pay attention to Dr. Kholer.

"So what do you think?" she finally asked him, locking her green eyes onto him.

"I find most of your logic correct. Your theories we shall start on later this evening, if that is satisfactory?"

Trinity nodded as they stepped onto the turbo lift. He watched as she let them on first. Her lips parted in a sigh, but stepped on anyway, "I wish starships had stairs."

Spock didn't comment knowing of her illogical apprehension with what she still referred to as elevators, which had been done away with before his time. Within seconds they exited the lift and were directly beside Sick Bay.

"Ensign, you are dismissed to the Sick Bay." The nerve wracked man left as quickly as possible to the medical section of the ship.

Spock turned to the shorter human beside him, who looked quite contemplative. "Is something bothering you Dr. Kholer?"

"Spock, it's Trinity, and … you know, I just realized I've never been into the Sick Bay. Actually, I've never been on this deck. What's on this one?" she asked looking to Spock.

As they walked to Sick Bay he informed her, "Enterprise is configured with decks A-U. This is G Deck. This deck includes the Sick Bay, biology and chemistry labs, several living quarters, and the recreational room."

Trinity nodded and proceeded to step into Sick Bay which was the equivalent of a small hospital. Looking around she saw nurses shuffling about and other various things you would see in a Sick Bay. This didn't shock her as much as the rest of the ship strangely, despite the dramatic differences in medical practice. "Well," was all she said.

Spock looked down at her, ready to speak but was interrupted. "May I help you Sir?"

Both he and Trinity looked at who spoke. There stood a woman, Spock recognized her as one of the new crew members. He did not know her name.

"No, I was merely showing Dr. Kholer the Sick Bay. You are?" One Vulcan eyebrow lifted upward, but before she could answer, Trintiy extended her hand. "Trinity Kholer, it's a pleasure."

The platinum blonde woman smiled back and accepted her hand, "Doctor Geneva St. Claire."

Spock looked between the two women who were now chatting. Defeated, Spock knew that everyone was bound to interrupt him when he tried to talk to Trinity. Logic did not let him admit his frustration though. It would be illogical to seek out her specific conversation. He decided it logical to leave the women to talk, he would see her in the lab due to her dedication to her work since he offered the time for the evening.

Across the room Bones was giving the new counselor his office and medical stock. "Alright, that'll be everything. What's your name again?"

"Devick Troi." This man was as handsome as he was charming. He had thick black hair and those black, soul searching eyes that natives of Betazed were famous for.

"And this here'll be your assistant. Nurse Dox!" A young woman came over and Bones introduced her and what not, however, Devick's mind was elsewhere. He turned to the new doctor, Geneva had been her name. Cute, he thought, knowing he would probably try to get with her in a while or so, after a couple others of course. His mind, though, turned from the new doctor to his commanding officer, Spock.

Devick had heard of the infamous Vulcan of Starfleet but had never actually met him in his years. All he imagined went into the vast vacuum of space when caught a moment of the Vulcan's thoughts.

Spock felt something flit against his mind. He looked up and saw the Enterprise's newest counselor. The man was Betazoid, which made Spock uncomfortable. Devick looked down while Spock interrupted Trinity, "Dr. Kholer, did you wish to start on your theories?"

"Oh! Yes, of course. I'm so sorry, I simply forgot. It was nice meeting you Geneva." With that, Spock ushered her out of Sick Bay.


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