"They're threatening us!?" howled McCoy stepping down towards Ceilia.

"Yes Bones, but I know what I must do." Replied Kirk walking his way up to Spock.

"And exactly how are you going to do that?!" asked McCoy curiously leaning over the red railing.

"You have no idea what sort of power the have in the hands Jim!" affirmed McCoy once again with his baby blue eyes staring at Kirk intensely.

"For all we care they can make us disappear with a snap of their fingers!" restated McCoy grabbing the metal railing again.

"Would you rather me give them back Ceilia?"

"And lose the only hope she has to save her planet?" snapped Kirk glaring back a McCoy, a slight hint of irritation escaping through his eyes.

"No Jim not that." sighed McCoy releasing a slight puff of confusion, McCoy's eyes caught once again by Ceilia's wavering glare.

"Don't worry Bones whatever, "power", they say they have they would have used it by now." asserted Kirk tapping McCoy's arm.

McCoy turned his back and gave a Kirk a slightly reassured grin.

Kirk was right. They would have used their power by now. But something uneasy was stirring in him. They still had the ability to do what they wish, how quickly they used it were in the hands of time, something that made him quite tense.

Ceilia's soft figure once again gave him another worry, for he had already developed feelings for her. A sensation that he had only came to know of now; when her eyes gazed back at his. Whether Ceilia understood it or not was another matter. He wouldn't dare to confess it in her face, for what would happen if Ceilia ceased to embrace him once again? Silly maters like those are left at the door of his quarters. The life of planet was at hand.

With a quick sweet smile back at Ceilia he walked out quickly from the bridge; he had a job to accomplish. He had placed his heart in his pocket once more.

"Spock is there a way to tell what sort of weapon the Elder's posses?"

"If we could find the source of power they have able to destroy us, we could possibly attempt to extinguish it." asked Kirk with passion burning through his eyes.

"Yes, I believe the ship's scanners could detect if the Elder's harbored any powerful weapons substantial enough to pose threat to the Enterprise." blinked Spock gazing intently back at Kirk.

"Right Spock than do so." Uttered Kirk staring back his own hands.

"Captain are you ok?" asked Spock raising his eyebrow quite high. The Captain has been in quite a stressful position lately.

"You haven't rested sufficiently in many days." "Your types of species do need rest." affirmed Spock straitening his position.

"It's wonderful to know that you care Spock." chuckled Kirk from underneath his breath.

"No I just merely want the Captain to be at his peak of efficiency." stated Spock crossing his arms tightly against his chest his unemotional glare poking through his Vulcan eyes.

" Of course." giggled Kirk rolling his eyes again.

Spock certainly maintained his Vulcan self-respect even when emotional circumstances blew through.

Spock's stubborn stance made his smile widen. Spock's unyielding look intensified by the second, and with a slight smile Kirk made his way back to the Captain's chair.

Spock's computer analysis had begun with a swift turn of a dial. Kirk's gaze shifted from Spock to Ceilia who was quiet for a change. Her eyes stared back at her hands lowly.

"Are you ok?" whispered Kirk gazing back at her from his shoulder.

Her eyes immediately jumped. Her wide grin placed tenderly on her cheeks.

"I think I am." "It's just the Elder's, I mean the men, they startled me."

"I only see them when it's time for a procedure." Uttered Ceilia laughing while awkwardly pulling strand of hair out from her head.

"Ceilia."answered Kirk sternly looking back her. "Go see Dr. McCoy." "You need it." repeated Kirk pulling his gaze once again straightforward.

"But wh-?" stammered Ceilia.

"Did the image of those men scare you?" interrupted Kirk his back still facing Ceilia.

Ceilia's voice was trapped, and her mouth pressed closed tightly. What she never wanted to be shown was finally exposed… her fearful side. She stared back at Kirk with nothing but her own dignity to spare. For she was too afraid to speak the truth, the truth that Kirk even knew.

"Exactly." stated Kirk his head finally tilted to her figure.

"Now go." Said Kirk once again his light hazel eyes glaring back at hers.

With a swift nod she changed her view from the bridge to the shaft. Her hand quickly glided to the elevator lever and with a quick tug, Kirk's appearance disappeared from her sight.

As the decks quickly sped out from under her, and her eyes began to swell up with soft tears. Her people deserved better than her; a better leader to face those evil men that had caused the collapse of Helix.

The doors slide open showing the medical deck.

Ceilia quietly stepped of the shaft and through the walking Ensigns.

Her eyes stared back at the black and white plate on the door.

It read "Senior Medical Officer Dr. McCoy."

With a renewed smile she walked through those scary doors, and soon came face to face with Bones.

"Ceilia!" exclaimed McCoy placing his medical scanner down.

"Hi Bones." chuckled Ceilia from under her breath. He was a very happy man to be around. Even his quaint philosophies were lovely to the ear.

"And why am I graced with your visit Ceilia?" smiled McCoy placing a medical disk in the computer.

"Do I need a reason to visit my friend?" exclaimed Ceilia leaning her beautiful raven hair on the post.

"No, but I thought you came here for something else." Stated McCoy in a charming manner gazing up at Ceilia.

"I wish I did come here just to see you Doctor, but your right Kirk sent me here." sighed Ceilia pressing her hands together nervously.

"Oh, why?" asked McCoy twisting his chair around.

"You have to ask?" murmured Ceilia casting her head down low.

McCoy lifted herself off his chair. He gazed back at Ceilia's sad stance.

"Why such a face?" uttered McCoy from underneath his breath holding Ceilia's arm firmly. Her gloomy soft words weren't of the lighthearted Ceilia he came to know of.

She peered back up at the Doctor whose eyes were fixed on her gaze. How she wished she didn't have to tell him. To tell him how awfully weak she was. Her eyes shifted with dejection, what could McCoy possibly do to help her?

"The Elder's scared me." whispered Ceilia into McCoy's ears tenderly.

"How I wish I wasn't!" cried Ceilia pressing her head down on McCoy's shoulder.

"Now now Ceilia." Said McCoy with a soft tone his hands gently stoking Ceilia's delicate shoulder.

"Who wouldn't be?"

"Especially someone like you." smiled McCoy glaring back down at Ceilia.

"Someone like me?" sniffled Ceilia slowly lifting her head from his arms.

She was taken back by those few sentences that McCoy had uttered from under his breath.

"Yes like you!" exclaimed McCoy releasing her from his arms.

"Don't you see Ceilia you're braver than you take credit for." Called out McCoy his warm words reaching into her own heart.

"Really?" inquired Ceilia.

Those words seemed to rid the doubt that was pounding powerfully deep in her chest.

"Of course my child!" "I'm surprised you didn't curl up in anger on the bridge." giggled McCoy grasping a strand of her hair and gently tucking it back behind her ear.

"You are the reason your people are living." "They hope in you!"

"Your people, they don't mind that your hands tremble, or your knees buckle, they just want your heart to be in the right place."

"They want your heart to love them and care for them." exclaimed McCoy wiping the tears from her rosy cheeks.

"Like the leader you actually are." said McCoy his grin beaming wider than ever.

"McCoy…"murmured Ceilia her eye's squinting with delight, while her hands slowly pressed to her lips.

His unwavering stare gleamed through her sadness intensely. How marvelously his words had overwhelmed her. She wished so deeply to do anything for him.

"You- your words are so beautiful…" answered Ceilia her smile radiating brightly through her fingers.

"Now you don't have to go that far." grinned McCoy smiling reservedly.

Ceilia's arms flew open and she quickly rested herself on his chest. Her head nestled softly in his arms.

"Thank you." whispered Ceilia her fingers soothingly embracing his waist.

McCoy's face burned brightly with glee. He had now become accustomed to her erratic embracing. But now he wished for something different. He wanted her.

He wanted Ceilia's sweet smile, and her warm hands. He desired Ceilia more than ever now.

Ceilia's tender gaze peeked out from his chest. Her stunning eyes gleamed brightly through him. He tried to contain himself from lunging towards her soft pink lips, and those tender cheeks. He knew it wasn't right to steal a kiss from her. So he slowly reeled his head unto hers.

"McCoy." Uttered Ceilia her breath sending a slight tingle in his ear.

With a swift leap her lips pressed smoothly on his own. Her tender lips consumed his with a warm touch. Her cheek met with his, as she slowly curled her fingers around his shoulders.

This was what he wished for. He desired for her loving lips softly spreading across his. He couldn't contain it much longer when his hands gently made their way up her back, and his lips consuming the warm edges of her mouth. His eyes peered down at her fluttering lashes; both their faces spread a red blush on their cheeks.

Ceilia was his atleast for a few moments. Nothing but Ceilia's eyes burned into his mind. Her soft gaze and her loving smile was only his, her lips smothering his soft skin. Only his.