The Starship Enterprise
#1 Our Captian
Part 3~ Warp One
His first week on the Enterprise went fairly well for Jim. Star Fleet had yet to give the young captain a mission of any kind, which created an atmosphere of bordom on the ship. To all except the first officer, who was never 'bored'.
Mr. Spock always had something to do with his time. At one time Jim went into the rec room to find his first officer playing a harp. It was a beautiful piece indeed. Other members of the crew and civilians on the ship stopped what they were doing and turned their attention to the harp playing vulcan. Even Doctor McCoy listened to the music. When he was finished with his piece, that Jim found out later that he composed himself, he stood to an applause. Spock humbley acknowleged it and headed to the turbolift.
"That vulcan has to much free time." McCoy said, mostly to himself as he exited the rec room and headed in the same direction Spock had just went a few minutes before.
Jim smiled weakly and headed for the library in hopes to find a book he could he could indulge in and read hours away. He nodded to numerous crew members on his way and ran into his chief engineer.
"Afternoon captian."
"Good afternoon Mr. Scott."
"I wanted to let you know that we have a bit of trouble down in engineering right now."
"Oh? What might that be?" Jim asked, wondering how a well working ship like this could possibly be having troubles this early.
"Bordom sir. Lots of it."
"I will contact Star Fleet and ask if our assistance could be used anywhere else but, well, no where."
"Aye sir." Scott said and walked to the turbolift.
'Level Please.'
"Engineering."
Jim watched as the turbolift doors closed before heading towards the library again. He was relieved that he did not run into any more crew members and quietly entered the library. It was mostly empty, with an exception of some children with their mother or father, in seach of a good bed time story. It was then that Jim realized it wasn't just his crew that his leadership effected. It was all those on board. Most of the civilians that were traveling with them were debarking when the Enterprise reached Earth, but some would stay and raise their children on this starship.
His thoughts were inturrupted as the voice of his first officer came over the sound mechanism.
"Bridge to captian."
"Go ahead Mr.Spock."
"Message from Star Fleet."
"I'll take it in my room."
"Aye sir."
Jim stood and headed back to the turbolift.
'Level Please.'
"Level eight."
Reaching his room, Jim walked in and opened the channel on his desk.
"Jim Kirk here."
"Captain Kirk, this is Admiral Hanson. We have a mission for you."
"I'm listening."
"There's trouble in sector 49.008. Specifically on Nuren-2."
Jim tensed and closed his eyes.
"You need to go and settle the conflict as peacefully as possible."
"Understood Admiral."
"I will be sending you the file. Good luck captain."
"Thank you, Kirk out."
Jim recieved the file and went to the bridge.
~*~
Without waising any time Jim gave the file to Spock to look over and then turned to Sulu.
"Mr. Sulu, warp one enroute to sector 49.008."
"Aye sir. Warp point 5, point 7. Warp one."
Jim sat in his chair and turned to Spock.
"Mr. Spock, how long till we reach Nuren-2?"
"Five point seven four hours at current speed captain."
He nodded and looked at the screen infront of him.
"Uhura, on screen."
"On screen sir."
There it was, space, as seen though the eyes of warp speed. Stars were blurs of light as they passed. Whoever said that space was empty, obviously have never been.
~TBC~
#1 Our Captian
Part 3~ Warp One
His first week on the Enterprise went fairly well for Jim. Star Fleet had yet to give the young captain a mission of any kind, which created an atmosphere of bordom on the ship. To all except the first officer, who was never 'bored'.
Mr. Spock always had something to do with his time. At one time Jim went into the rec room to find his first officer playing a harp. It was a beautiful piece indeed. Other members of the crew and civilians on the ship stopped what they were doing and turned their attention to the harp playing vulcan. Even Doctor McCoy listened to the music. When he was finished with his piece, that Jim found out later that he composed himself, he stood to an applause. Spock humbley acknowleged it and headed to the turbolift.
"That vulcan has to much free time." McCoy said, mostly to himself as he exited the rec room and headed in the same direction Spock had just went a few minutes before.
Jim smiled weakly and headed for the library in hopes to find a book he could he could indulge in and read hours away. He nodded to numerous crew members on his way and ran into his chief engineer.
"Afternoon captian."
"Good afternoon Mr. Scott."
"I wanted to let you know that we have a bit of trouble down in engineering right now."
"Oh? What might that be?" Jim asked, wondering how a well working ship like this could possibly be having troubles this early.
"Bordom sir. Lots of it."
"I will contact Star Fleet and ask if our assistance could be used anywhere else but, well, no where."
"Aye sir." Scott said and walked to the turbolift.
'Level Please.'
"Engineering."
Jim watched as the turbolift doors closed before heading towards the library again. He was relieved that he did not run into any more crew members and quietly entered the library. It was mostly empty, with an exception of some children with their mother or father, in seach of a good bed time story. It was then that Jim realized it wasn't just his crew that his leadership effected. It was all those on board. Most of the civilians that were traveling with them were debarking when the Enterprise reached Earth, but some would stay and raise their children on this starship.
His thoughts were inturrupted as the voice of his first officer came over the sound mechanism.
"Bridge to captian."
"Go ahead Mr.Spock."
"Message from Star Fleet."
"I'll take it in my room."
"Aye sir."
Jim stood and headed back to the turbolift.
'Level Please.'
"Level eight."
Reaching his room, Jim walked in and opened the channel on his desk.
"Jim Kirk here."
"Captain Kirk, this is Admiral Hanson. We have a mission for you."
"I'm listening."
"There's trouble in sector 49.008. Specifically on Nuren-2."
Jim tensed and closed his eyes.
"You need to go and settle the conflict as peacefully as possible."
"Understood Admiral."
"I will be sending you the file. Good luck captain."
"Thank you, Kirk out."
Jim recieved the file and went to the bridge.
~*~
Without waising any time Jim gave the file to Spock to look over and then turned to Sulu.
"Mr. Sulu, warp one enroute to sector 49.008."
"Aye sir. Warp point 5, point 7. Warp one."
Jim sat in his chair and turned to Spock.
"Mr. Spock, how long till we reach Nuren-2?"
"Five point seven four hours at current speed captain."
He nodded and looked at the screen infront of him.
"Uhura, on screen."
"On screen sir."
There it was, space, as seen though the eyes of warp speed. Stars were blurs of light as they passed. Whoever said that space was empty, obviously have never been.
~TBC~