Wun and his assignment Zhit were packing up the weapons store. Customers had dwindled down to a barely non-existent level. The shadow of a Vulcan individual striding toward the door was ignored. As was the sound of the door opening. Zhit was packing away the various phaser weapons putting them into packaging. Very single Vulcans were common to find on Vulcan. Most of them went on their day pretending nothing was wrong while the stores were closing. Zhit looked up toward the unusual Vulcan raising a thick, dark eyebrow in confusion. The dress-wear was entirely odd on itself. Van dropped the phase pistol rifle to the table with a light thud.

"I am in need of a replacement," Van said.

"Apologies," Wun said, in standard looking at Van while tilting his head. "we are closing."

"Then you must cease closing," Van said, dropping a collection of small padds to the table. "There is a hidden shuttle craft that will allow for your escapade and continued survival," Zhit and Wun looked toward the padds. "on the padds is a map that acts as a GPS for you."

"Zhit," Wun said. "please take out the new phaser rifle," Wun looked toward the unusual Vulcanian similar individual. Zhit went into the back with the door closing behind her. "We haven't had a customer come in for this type of weaponary since sehlat hunting season."

"They hunt sehlat's now?" Van asked.

"They have been getting out of control," Wun said. "old parts of ShiKahr have been overrun with them."

"Peculiar and peculiar," Van said, as Zhit placed a phaser rifle to the table.

"Best of the best," Wun said, as Van picked up the dark and sleek phaser rifle. "Came off the line last week. If anyone asks where you got this from . . ."

"I did not get it from here," Van said, observing the phaser rifle in his hands.

"Say. . ." Wun said. "Are you a bounty hunter?"

Van lowered his gaze toward Wun.

"I am a hunter," Van said. "I kill."

"Aaah," Wun said. "It must be personal then."

"Does this need ammo?" Van asked.

"No," Wun replied. "it is powered by solar energy."

"Jolan tru," Van said, bowing his head.

"Live long and prosper," Wun replied, giving the Vulcan salute.

Van turned away with his new phaser rifle in hand then made his way out.

"Spock!" Leonard shouted. "SPOOOCK!"

"Mister Spock!" David called.

"Mr Spock!" Saavik continued calling, cupping around her mouth.

"Spoc-" Leonard came to a stop near the edge to look down. "oh my god is he sane?"

"He is not afraid, certainly," Saavik said.

The pelican had dropped the game to the boulder with one padded foot on the game. Spock looked down to see a Vulcanian cat fish swimming along. A school of them. He reached forward then grabbed hold onto one of them then held it out. The pelican followed the fish being moved from side to side. Spock tossed the fish. The pelican caught the fish into its beak then slid the game off the boulder. Spock reached out missing it by just a inch. The game drifted into the water being carried by a fast current. David ran alongside the edge with his eyes on the prize calling back, "I'll get it!"

"David!" Leonard called. "No!

David leaped off the edge with his hands out reached for the game.

"DAVID!" Leonard shouted, horrified, as his fingers missed the child.

And it was just like watching Jim die again, except this felt it was in slow motion.

It slowly happened before Leonard's eyes. Crash landing to the dirt landing on his side landing against his metal arm. The boy had flown out of his hands. The roar of the river was silent in the doctor's mind. His cardiac heart beating was ignored. He felt a heart string be pulled, a sharp pain, in his heart where there should be. It felt like a eternity was passing. And then time became fast once more. David's hands grabbed onto the wooden object latching onto it tightly as he submerged into the water. He kept his mouth closed as water rushed in through his nostrils. David kicked his legs propping him up above the surface, expelling the water from his nose. David heard his name being shouted. Panicked, frightened shouting that was familiar. The currents were rushing him forward.

David was struck by the waves time after time making him feel immobile. He opened his eyes feeling the sting of the water. He opened them again to see a long green hand extended. David reached his hand out clenching the game close to his chest. He kicked his legs keeping himself from going completely under. His blonde hair a matty mess stuck to his skin. The waves tearing him away from the offer. He tried to move himself closer and closer to the mainland. David garbled words from over the fierce, powerful waves. He held his hand up above the water long enough to see the figures up ahead with a bridge like structure over the river made completely of rock. The river sent him flying above the deeper contents below. The long, desired helpful hand outreached. David finally grabbed hold onto the larger, long warm hand. David was tugged forward toward the edge. Another hand gripped onto his shoulder guiding him forward. He felt hands placed onto his waist then be lunged out guiding him down to the path side close to the river.

"David," Leonard started, his hands on the boy's shoulders knelt down toward him. Spock stood beside the doctor. "Don't ya ever do that to me again."

"Sure, dad," David shivered back, returning a bright smile while holding the game in both his arms tightly against his chest. The child held the game forward toward the two men. "At least I got the game."

"I don't care about the game," Leonard said, taking the game then handed it over toward Spock. "I care about my family, son," Leonard brought the boy into a warm hug, unexpectedly, while stroking the back of the child's wet head. "ya always goin' to be my little boy and a game won't change that," the doctor closed his eyes. "even my daughters."