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Author's Note: Okay. So. Welcome back everyone for arc 2 of the Voyages of the USS Enterprise. This arc was originally going to be completely different-involving much more hurt Jim and angst. But... then, my mother had to go and get me hooked on this awesome television show called J*A*G... which had this really kickass main character guy called Harmon Rabb... and then I got to thinking about how it would be cool if Jim were a Naval Aviator Pilot... and then my brain got this great idea of how to work it into this story... so, it somehow came into existence. So, yeah. And I did just give out one semi-major spoiler for this arc. But oh well. So. If you've seen JAG, then you'll know how awesome it is and maybe kind of where I'm going with this. If you haven't... don't worry about it. This really doesn't take place in canon with the JAG series anyway. It just uses the characters and places in it.
Author's Note 2: Believe it or not, I do have an overall plot for this story. It will be coming into play the further we get with this story. I hope you all are still as excited for new chapters... because this thing is going to be huge. But there is one thing I'd like to stress: Although these first two arcs are going to be extremely similar to episodes from TOS, not all of them are going to be like that. Yes, there will be mentions and references to them throughout the story, but not all of them are going to be exactly alike. That would be boring. And before you all get mad: Conscience of a King is one of the ones I'm going to recreate... and put my own epic spin on. So, be excited, but like I said in chapter one of this story: expect the unexpected. Don't assume you know anything. Because... you probably don't.
Author's Note 3: Thank you for reading and reviewing! I have been kind of busy lately, but I promise, I will start responding to reviews when I have a moment and am not overcome with writing this story.
Thanks again!
The Voyages of the USS Enterprise
Arc 2: Tomorrow is Yesterday
Summary of arc: During a routine patrol mission, the Enterprise gets sucked into the sun's gravitational pull. While trying to break free, it accidentally gets sent back to the year 1995, where space travel is in the far distant future and the countries on Earth are still heavily divided. Due to a transporter malfunction, Jim, Spock, Doctor McCoy and Scotty are beamed down aboard a naval aircraft carrier called the USS Seahawk. In order to avoid detection, the four must join the crew and become Naval officers. However, this proves difficult when the captain of the ship is murdered and JAG officers are called onboard the Seahawk to investigate.
Chapter 1: Slingshot Around the Sun
It had been one month since the events en route to Babel. The Enterprise, led by Jim Kirk, had successfully completed three missions that had resulted in new planets for the Federation and resolved two interplanetary wars during that time. There had been a couple of near-death experiences, but thanks to Jim's ingenuity and a couple of well timed transports of Scotty's, everyone (minus two red-shirts) survived the encounters with alien planets intact.
The Enterprise was currently on a mission to patrol Earth's quadrant, which was pretty peaceful. Jim figured it was a way of giving the crew a break from the nonstop action they had been experiencing since Babel. Word had gotten out that the Enterprise and her crew were a force to be reckoned with despite their young age and thus, everyone in the Federation wanted the Enterprise to play peace-keeper. So, Admiral Pike had arranged a quiet cruise through the empty space while another ship took on some of the missions.
The mission was simple—patrol the outer perimeter for a while and keep a look out for any strange anomalies. Jim had heard there had been reports of random bursts of green light near Mercury and wanted to check them out. Spock had written them off as imagination and drunken reports (it was true, for the most part), but agreed to go along with it.
Jim was currently sitting in the captain's chair, signing off on reports. Yeoman Rand stood nearby, waiting patiently for him to finish. Spock and Uhura were conversing in low voices at the communications' station. Jim wasn't sure what all had happened between them while the diplomats had been onboard, but things hadn't been quite right between them since. Even now, as Jim absently signed his name while covertly watching his XO and communications' officer, they seemed to be arguing about something.
"Sir, you were supposed to initial there," Yeoman Rand said in a slightly exasperated voice.
Jim blinked, turning his attention back to the reports.
"Sorry," he said. He offered the yeoman a quick smile. "Guess I must have dozed off there for a moment."
"That's okay," Yeoman Rand said, retuning the smile. She handed him another padd. "Last one and then you can go back to your nap."
Jim nodded, quickly singing the padd and handing it to her.
"So what were all of those reports about?" he asked.
Yeoman Rand shook her head.
"Will that be all, Captain?" she asked.
"Yes, thank you," Jim said, dismissing her from the bridge.
The doors to the turbo lift slid open before the young yeoman had the chance to exit. Doctor McCoy walked in, looking annoyed per usual. He glanced around the bridge, his eyes narrowing when he saw Jim.
"Are you trying to give me heart failure?" he demanded.
Although his voice was at its normal level, it sounded abnormally loud in the silent bridge.
Jim, who had been attempting to slide down in the captain's chair to avoid detection, straightened up and sighed heavily.
"Bones," he began.
"Don't you 'Bones' me," the doctor snapped. "You know you haven't been cleared for bridge duty yet. Are you trying to kill yourself?"
"You said last night that I was fine!" Jim defended! "I just thought-."
"You didn't think, you moron," Doctor McCoy growled.
"I think it goes against bridge conduct to call the captain a moron in front of his crew," Jim said.
"It goes against Starfleet regulations to ignore CMO orders," Doctor McCoy returned. "And don't change the subject."
"I'm fine, Bones," Jim said with a wave of his hand. "My side is fine, my knee doesn't hurt. I'm fine. Besides, I was on the bridge yesterday and you didn't squawk."
During the last mission, Jim had stepped in a hole and tore the ligaments in his knee. No one was quite sure how he managed to do that much damage with such a small action, but they just figured it was a Kirk thing.
Before Doctor McCoy had the chance to reply, the gravitational sensors suddenly began to beep erratically. The Enterprise began to pick up speed.
"What's going on?" Jim demanded, turning his attention away from the doctor and to the bridge.
"Keptin! Ze Enterprise is too close to ze sun!" Chekov exclaimed.
"The gravitational pull is causing the Enterprise to increase in speed!" Sulu added. "We're at warp 4. Now 5. Now we're at warp 8!"
"We are going to be pulled into ze sun!" Chekov concluded.
"Convert all power to the engines!" Jim shouted as the bridge erupted into a flurry of activity. "Reverse thrusters! I want all of our energy put into going backward! Get Scotty-!"
He never got the chance to finish. There was a sudden burst of speed, catapulting the Enterprise to the sun. The sensors began to beep faster and louder. Blinding reddish light filled the Enterprise's view screen. Then, suddenly, everything went silent and black.
Jim felt as though he was being squeezed through a giant rubber tube. It was blistering hot. He vaguely thought the he was dead and in Hell, for Heaven couldn't be this hot.
Abruptly, the feeling stopped. There was a huge jerking motion, causing Jim to fall out of his chair. He heard thumps and groans that meant everyone else had fallen over. He heard McCoy cursing behind him.
The lights cut back on with a sudden influx of power. The temperature cooled to a tolerable level.
Jim groaned as he pushed himself back up to his feet. His knee was throbbing again, in time with his head. He must have knocked it when he fell out of the chair.
Around him, the bridge crew was slowly getting back to their feet, rubbing sore limbs. Spock was among the first up and attempted to help Uhura up. The communications' officer ignored him and pushed herself back onto her feet.
"What the hell happened?" McCoy demanded.
"I don't know," Jim admitted, looking around. He was sure that was going to be the end. There had been no time to escape. That, he realized, had been what should have been a no win situation. But… somehow, they had survived.
"I hate space," McCoy muttered.
"Captain," Spock said, walking over to stand behind Jim's chair. "I believe we managed to break free of the sun's gravity moments before it was too late."
"Sir, I just got a message from engineering!" Uhura said. "Engines are down. Scotty reports severe damage and a lot of casualties. There also seems to be a malfunction with the transporter."
"Get a line out to Starfleet," Jim ordered. "Let them know what happened and ask for assistance back to Earth."
Uhura nodded once, fiddling with the dials and buttons at her station for a moment.
"Captain, we have a problem," she said.
"What is it?" Jim asked.
"There's nothing on Starfleet's frequency," she said, sounding confused.
"What do you mean?" Jim demanded.
"I mean there's nothing there but dead air," Uhura said. "It's the same for the frequencies to all of the other ships."
"Is there something wrong with the communications' station?" Jim asked.
Uhura shook her head.
"No, sir," she said. She was quiet for a moment. "I think I'm getting something!"
"Is it Starfleet?" Doctor McCoy demanded.
Uhura shook her head again. "No," she said. "You need to hear this, Captain."
"Put it on," Jim ordered.
"This is the CAG, coming in for a landing onboard the USS Seahawk," an unfamiliar voice announced.
"Roger that, CAG, you are clear to land," another voice answered.
"What the hell is going on?" Doctor McCoy whispered.
"Sulu, what does the chronometer say?" Jim asked.
"I can't get a read on it—it's gone haywire sir," Sulu said.
"Captain?" Spock questioned.
"This is impossible," Jim muttered. "This is freaking impossible."
"Do you have the ball, CAG?" the second unfamiliar voice asked.
"Roger that, I have the ball," the first voice answered.
"Jim?" Doctor McCoy asked.
"You're coming in too low, give me some altitude," the second voice said.
"This is unbelievable," Jim said. "There is no way this could have happened."
"Sir, the chronometer finally stopped running," Sulu said. He sounded just as confused as Jim.
"What is its reading?" Spock asked when Jim didn't reply.
"Touchdown!" the second voice said. "Welcome back onboard, CAG."
"Roger that," the first voice answered. "It is good to be back."
"It must be wrong," Sulu said.
"For god's sakes, what the hell is going on here?" Doctor McCoy demanded.
"The chronometer says we're in 1995," Sulu replied in a shocked voice. "It's impossible, but I think-."
"We've gone back in time," Jim concluded.