Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters except Sasha, Natasha, and Katerina. I do not own the Enterprise either.
Enterprise... Space... Quadtron 34 Sector 7...Bridge...1400 hours
"Spock, are you detecting anything?" Capatin James T. Kirk asked, from his chair, fingers tapping on an arm rest.
"No, Captain. There is nothing there that should be giving out such high energy." Spock reported, turning around and standing stock still, hands folded at his back as he gazed at the captain with dark, bottomless eyes.
"Something has to be there, Spock. Maybe, contrary to what we have believed, you are capable of overlooking something," came the angry retort from the one and only, Doctor Leonard McCoy, also known by Bones.
The dark eyes switched to the emotional doctor calmly before he replied quite tonelessly, "There is nothing there, Doctor. The computer has found nothing. Not even debri in the sector."
"Blast the computer! It must be malfunctioning," McCoy exploded, glaring at the emotionless Vulcan.
"Bones, relax. The computers are in perfect condition. We'll find out what it is. Don't worry," Jim chided, as he spun around around facing both his friends. " There's a logical explanation. Something might be cloaked."
"That is a possiblity, but highly unprobable, Captain, by 1 to a million appromixately, " interjected Spock.
McCoy looked ready to yell a the Vulcan before Jim smoothly intervened, " Thank you, Mr. Spock, but if it's all right with you we'll keep the possiblity in the top five considering its the only possiblity we have."
Virginia... Earth... 2005...1400 hours (2:00 pm)
"I knew it. We are lost," declared a tall, sleek blonde woman as she threw up her arms, glaring at two other woman in front of her. Her blue-green were spitting fire in her oval face. She was beautiful and artfully made up, from the elegant coiffure to the white three inch heeled sandals. She was lean and looked exquisite in a light pink silk skirt with a mathcin blouse with a v neck and matching jacket. Her lips were red while her skin was honey colored and glowed charming with her outfit. Her waist was slim, her legs, long and sleek, her hips slim and her breasts small, compared to the other two, who were well endowed. The woman was without a doubt a goddess and at the moment a very angry goddess.
"Natasha, we're not lost. We are in Ohio in a forest near Lakewood. If we were lost, we wouldn't know that, " a short red head snapped back tartly. Her green eyes were spitting fire right back at the blonde. Of course, the blonde, Natasha, topped the red heads' five foot three by five inches in height, leaving her at a disadvantage, but she ignored it. She also was Natasha's complete opposite. The red head was far from beautiful. She was pretty with her long wavy hair, green eyes, pink lips, and peach skin while Natasha was all slimness the red head was all curves. Voluptuous curves. Her hips were wide, her legs were shirt, but shapely, and her breasts were buxom and would fill a large hand snugly. She was wearing snug black jeans with a red blouse and black boots. She was sensual package a man would delight in, but only one thing ruined it. Her temper and sharp tongue. She was a volcano ready to erupt at any minute. She had low tolerance for the men of her species and never failed to show it with a few sharp words. This red head was a sarcastic smart ass and delighted in it without a doubt in anyone's mind.
"Come on, you two. Stop snapping at each other. We need to figure out how to get back to Lakewood," chided the last woman, who had black hair in french braid that reached her posterior. Her eyes were a stone grey that emitted calm and serenity. She had a quiet beauty. Her skin was smooth pale, her lips red and she was slim with well endowed breasts and long smooth legs that were encased in a silk white blouse and cotton navy pants. She was about a few inches shorter then Natasha, but at he moment was the same height since she was wearing four inch heeled white pumps. She had a gentle look about her. A calming soul. A peace maker between the two conflicting women.
Both women nodded reluctantly, looking away from each other before moving forward with a godly amount of space between them.
"How far do you think we are from the trail, Sasha," the dark haired woman asked the red head, who was fairly marching through the trees.
"About a mile or two at the most, " Sasha responded, not breaking her march through the woods.
"She doesn't know, Katerina," Natasha stated snidely with a little sneer, " After all, she's the one who got us lost."
Sasha whipped around and opened her mouth to yell at Natasha before everything went black in her world. Natasha screamed, turning pale beneath her tan as she stared at the spot where Margaret had been standing not just a second ago. Katerina grabbed Natasha before lurching forward and blacking out knowing no more for a least a while.
Enterprise... Bridge...
"Captain, three women have just beamed aboard. They're unconscious, but breathing. They're human, " reported a young voice over the com.
Jim looked over at his first officer just intime to see him raise a thick black eyebrow, which his head tilted in inquiry.
"We're on our way down," Jim answered before standing and stroding to the lift as he called over his shoulder, "Come with Spock, Bones."
Both men followed him into the air lift and kept silent till they were moving.
"How in the hell did they beam aboard," demanded McCoy, looking at the other two men.
"That's what we're going to find out, Bones," Jim answered as the doors opened. All three strode out and walked into the transporter room. McCoy rushed over to the three still figures on the platform and checked their vitals.
"They're alive and human. Just unconscious and a little banged up," McCoy reported before pulling out three syringes. he ejected each one and stood back, watching the prine forms.
One of them, a red head, groaned, lifting a hand to her temple, mumbling something that distinctly resembled something like 'damn'. She braced a hand behind her and lifted herself cautiously. She groaned again before bringing both hands to her head shaking it lightly. While the red head did this, another one of the woman begin waking. It was a a blonde and she was making quite a fuss.
"Damn you, Sasha! Why did you have to turn the light on? I have a blazin' headache already," the blonde sniped to the red head as she covered her eyes in a vain attempt to shut out the light.
The redhead, supposedly named Sasha, snorted very unladylike before saying dryly, " If you didn't drink so much, you wouldn't be complaining, Natasha, plus I didn't turn on the light."
A pause issued before both women caroled together, "Katerina". An answering, "What", was mubled from the darked hair woman still laying still on the platform. Sasha lifted her head and froze upon seeing her surroundings that were not familiar. She blinked numerous times before cautiously moving her head and staring at the four men that were returning the stare.
"Who the hell are you," She demanded green eyes snapping as her moment of paralysis ended. Three of the men tok a step back from her, not really wanting to be on the receiving end of her ire. The one that didn't step back was of course Mr. Spock, who stood calmy looking at the woman, like she was a new interesting creature that had be discovered.
"Well," Sasha growled, fairly gnashing her teeth at the men, waiting impatiently for an answer as she slowly stood up.
"Sasha, what are you talking about," demanded Natasha as she sat up, glaring at the red head. Natasha followed Sasha's gaze when she was ignored. Natasha gave a small 'oh' of surprise before smiling charmingly and standing up beside Sasha.
"Hello, gentlemen. I apologize for my friend here. She has no manners. I'm Natasha Ivanovna Partina. May I inquire to where we are, " Natasha greeted as she walked forward hand outstretched.
Sasha rolled her eyes and turned to help Katerina up from the platform. Katerina steadied herself and brushed herself off as she watched the men and Natasha.
Jim had been staring at Nastasha and finally snapped out of it to grasp her hand and introduce himself. "Hello, Miss Partina. I'm Captain James T. Kirk. And this, " He gestured to Spock, "Is Spock, my first officer and this, " he pointed to McCoy, "Is my doctor Leonard McCoy."
"Проклятый!(Damn) Нет, он шутит(No, he jokes), " Sasha exploded into a fury of Russian. She knew those names and they weren't suppose to be real. They were characters. Fake. T.V show characters.
Nastasha blinked and began to laugh, "You are kidding. You can't be those people. They aren't real."
"I'm Doctor Katerina Mikhailovna. My other lovely companion is Sasha Yuriovna. We come from Russia. We are on the Enterprise correct," she inquired as she walked up to the men.
"Yes, doctor. You are, but if you were on Earth how did you get here? We're not even near Earth," McCoy said, shaking her hand and studying her face.
"о брат!(Oh, brother!) Что Вы делаете?(What are you doing) Разве Вы не можете видеть, что они - психи?(Can't you see they are nutcases), " Sasha demanded in Russian as she stormed up beside Katerina.
"Достаточно! Они не шутят. Взгляд вокруг Вас. Вы видите камеры? Вы мечтаете? Нет, мы шли вокруг в лесу. ПОТЕРЯННЫЙ! Это реально, Sasha!(Enough! They aren't kidding. Look around you. Do you see cameras? Are you dreaming? No, we were walking around in a forest. LOST! This is real, Sasha!)," Katerina hissed, glaring at Sasha. Sasha relented for Katerina rarely got angry, but when she did, you knew she was serious.
"Отлично," Sasha bite out before folding her arms. Spock had been watching her carefully with an eyebrow raised, now he tilted his head, studying her. Sasha caught him looking at her and raised a red eyebrow at him, tilting her head as well. Spock other eyebrow joined the other as they stared at each other. Sasha had always loved the show Star Trek and had a little crush on Spock. He was so...elegant. Nothing ruffled him, unlike Sasha, who went off almost at the mildest things.
Jim and McCoy noticed this interaction as did the two women. Natasha had her eyes narrowed at them and Katerina was trying to hide a smile. Sasha began to be aware of the eyes on her and felt her face flood with color. She looked away from Spock and directed her green eyes on the Captain.
"Do you think we can get cleaned up, Captain? Then maybe you can get us a meal? We haven't eaten in at least six hours,' Sasha asked mildly.
"Of course. Yes, if you'll follow us, " Jim agreed as he and the other two led the way out of the transporter room. He led the way into the lift and turned to watch Natasha enter. She was beautiful, he thought. What he wouldn't give to un pin her hair an run his fingers through the golden waves.
"Doctor McCoy will show Doctor Katerina to her quarters. I will show Natasha and Spock will show Sasha," Jim said, never taking his eyes off Natasha. Natasha smiled at him, her blue-green eyes twinking at him. They were more blue than green, he thought.
Sasha rolled her eyes at the captain's besotted face as she leaned against the wall beside the doctor, who was trying not to stare at Katerina. She smiled at that for Katerina needed a little romance in her life. Katerina was all work no play and Sasha wanted to see that changed. God knows she tried to find Katerina dates, but Katerina never clicked with them. Maybe, just maybe, Sasha thought, something unknown helped her find want she was holding out for.
Sasha's eyes, in their own accord trailed over to Spock, who was observing the captain and McCoy. Sasha smiled, knowing the Vulcan would be trying to figure out how they could be so besotted, so fast. Easy, she could have told, they were beautiful and had ever more beautiful personalities that caould be seen a mile away. The lift doors opened and all tropped out to separate. McCOy and Katerina went to the left, the Captain and Nastasha went right, and Spock and Sasha went forward, or north.
Two thing went through all six minds. How did they get here? and When would they go back?