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This is meant to be a one of those info/closer chapters to the relationship of Spock and Ny. Why? Because I am not changing my entire outline just to be of benefit to adventure. Actually, I need to revisit my outline today. =.=
OMG! My neighbor got my mom's car stuck in our ditch. LOLOL O :
HOWEVER! I am going to add some of the Original Series Scenarios! Woohoo~
Like… The Naked Time, I loved that one so yeah, but it won't be for several more chapters.
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Kirk slung his duffle bag over his shoulder. Those infamous blue eyes skidded across his room. He honestly didn't want to leave, but he and a couple of the senior officers were needed at Command in San Francisco to be briefed on some new star maps that were acquired from a new race called Jah'dhyni, which, was quite the pain in the ass to pronounce, and also to be informed on the new technology the Command would be updating the Enterprise with.
The good news was that he would only be gone for three days.
Walking out of his quarters he headed to the Sick Bay to see if Bones was around and packed. Obviously the man's quarters were in the same hall way. Walking into the sterile and hospital-esque room, he grinned to see Bones, packing a few medical journals.
"Good grief Bones, leave 'em! Come on and let's go, Spock's gonna have our asses if we're late," Jim ranted, acting as if he was afraid of his first officer.
Bones scowled in pure dislike. "That green-blooded hobgoblin can shove it up his regulatory ass."
Kirk fought back a full blown outburst. Spock wasn't a prick, but the whole regulation ass thing wasn't too shabby a knock on him. "Ah, let's go. The sooner we leave the sooner we can get back to traveling space." Jim resifted his bag as Bones kept putting in journals. Rolling his eyes he gave in to the only way to get Leonard to move it. "That's an order, to the transporter."
Bones shot him a look and grumped, but went knowing the prime directive and whatnot. Side by side the two made it to the transporter where they found the rest of the crew awaiting.
Chekov stood up and to attention, "Keptin, ve are ready to beam down." Scotty came up behind Pavel and shook his head.
"Aye Captain, let's get a move on eh? This fine beauty can't be without meh long! She's in need of my love!" He exclaimed with his unmistakable accent.
Kirk nodded and was about to say something to his foreign friends before Bones elbowed him and nodded in a direction. Then Jim's mind caught up. There was the Enterprise's newest addition, Trinity Kholer. She was currently reading a data pad in the corner of the small room, frowning and nodding every so often, most likely at the information.
"Why's she beaming down?"
Jim looked at Bones and said in hushed tones, "We've decided to keep her on the ship. But she still needs basic stuff, maybe something to feel at home. It's not like she has any where to go."
Bones brow furrowed. "You're such sap for a woman. How'd she get here anyway?"
"Time travel. She's basically ancient. She was born in 1985, Bones. Came here from the year 2009." The doctor's eyes widened a couple centimeters. Damn.
"Ouch, I feel as if I should offer her some of my whiskey." Jim snickered. "Not looking to get another blonde into bed are you?"
That comment started them in on a nagging war as they acquired the rest of the beam downs. The entire Enterprise crew would be on shore leave for two weeks. It was short compared to most Earth-Bound shore leaves, but it was necessary. The engines needed drastic repair from a run in with four Klingon ships. The death toll had been seven. Kirk sighed; he would have to deal with that.
Trinity stopped reading the touch screen device, a PADD, as Spock had told her.
What brought her from her reading on Antimatter Warp Reactors was the question from the Captain, 'Not looking to get another blonde into bed are you?'
Her eyebrows went up in curiosity as she looked at the population of the room. Several people were in the room. There were several males and another female.
Trinity turned off the PADD and slipped it into her duffle bag.
Standing up as quietly as possible, her eyes traveled to the dark skinned woman. Trinity had to admit she was quite beautiful in the red uniform, showing off her strikingly long and slender limbs. Tall too. Straightening her black button-up shirt, she walked over to the woman silently.
"Hello, I'm not sure we've met. I'm Trinity Kholer." She smiled and extended her hand.
The tall female looked up in surprise, but recovered quickly with a smile and handshake. "No, not formally. Nyota Uhura. You're the female from bridge incident a few days ago?"
The blonde wondered why she even had asked her that. It was a bit obvious since she had been there. Shrugging it off, she nodded. "Yeah. I'd rather not talk about that at this moment. But before I go too far off that topic, who knows?"
Uhura straightened and put her hand on her hip, "Well, the Captain classified it under top priority that we are not to discuss this to anyone, like it never happened. Just the bridge and senior staff know. You'll be fine."
"I wasn't really informed as to what's going on here. Needless to say I've been a bit lost for the last couple of days."
"Shore leave, we're beaming down to River Bay, and then shuttling to San Francisco." Trinity nodded as if she knew what that even meant.
After that, their conversation fizzled off to nothingness and Uhura started a conversation with the young Russian kid. Trinity noted he could be no older than eighteen, if that even. Also, there was a Scottish man. The diversity amongst the crew of this ship was something she would definitely need to adjust herself too.
Standing by her bag she saw Commander Spock walk in. That seemed to be the go signal.
Jim whistled, grabbing everyone's attention. "Alright, everyone we will be on shore leave for two weeks. I've been informed here by Commander Spock that, all conferences and briefing will last one more day than expected. Dismissed!"
Trinity grabbed her bag and moved off to the side of the room, curious. They walked up on the dock and just disappeared. Her eyes widened. Every day, as much as she was trying to study concepts and technologies of this new era, she realized that unless she sees it, she would never fully get it. Maybe being stuck for a while was a good thing.
There was another man at the console, she saw. No older or younger than the rest of the crew. The first to beam was the woman she just spoke to, Nyota Uhura, the Russian boy, she made a note to learn his name later, and the doctor. Now it was just her, the Captain, Commander Spock and the Scottish man.
"Aye, Captain, who's this we lassy?"
Trinity's eyes turned. We lassy? Last time she checked she wasn't four. More like twenty four.
"Oh, she's the bridge incident." Her eyes went from the man in the red shirt, to the man in the yellow shirt, then to the man in the blue shirt, hoping for a bit of relief or help since he seemed to be a prime person in this predicament.
"The bridge incident's name would be Dr. Trinity Kholer, Mr. Scott." Scotty turned to Spock, nodding, then to Trinity. "Well lassy, it's a pleasure to meet ya!"
He smiled, reaching out his hand and she returned both gestures. "Thank you … Pardon, but I didn't catch you name sir."
"Montgomery Scott, lass, but ye can just call me Scotty. Tell me lass, how old are ye?"
"Twenty four, Scotty." She said.
"Interesting! And you fell onto the bridge from a black hole? That's exciting! I love this dear lady here, never gives me a dull moment." Jim snickered and stepped up onto the transporter dock, Scotty and Spock following behind.
"Have you decided not to join us Dr. Kholer?" Her eyes instantly landed on the man with the one tone voice. Pursing her lips, her brow furrowed and she said, "Although I do not doubt your technology, my normal means of transportation are far less skeptical. Summarize what it does, if you don't mind?" Her last question came out sheepish.
"I'll take this one laddies. See, this here transporter, it resequences your molecular structure and then puts you back together! It's a whole lot more than that obviously, but that's the general function."
Trinity nodded and sighed, Here goes nothing. She stepped onto one of the transporter pads, the one between the Captain and Scotty. "Ready Kholer?"
"Yes Captain Kirk, and it's Trinity please."
"Trinity, pretty name for a pretty lady," he said winking. She turned away her face so he wouldn't see her unexpecting face. "Beam us down Ensign."
"Yes Captain," came from a young woman who seemed rather eager. Trinity dared not wonder.
Suddenly, her body felt an odd and alien sensation. She could feel herself being taken apart and put together less than a second later. Trinity felt slightly wobbly, but didn't allow herself fall over. Finally after a moment of regaining her stance, she looked around. The room looked different from the Enterprise's transported deck. Much more homey. Shrugging it off, she joined the rest of the crew, standing by Spock.
He looked down at her as she quietly scanned the room with her eyes. His eyebrow lifted ever so slightly. He hoped that she would not cling to him. But that was an illogical hope, due to the fact, that at the moment, he had been at least, 68.97% of her frequent contacts, the other percentage was divided between McCoy, Jim, and now Scotty. Spock did not disturb her and looked at their group as well.
His eyes went to Uhura. He frowned as much as a Vulcan would, which was none. It was unpleasant for him to see her leave Enterprise, considering her promising intellect as well as his past affections, but she was content in the comfort of working on Earth or another ship one day. He looked away as Nyota turned to look at him. If he would have looked at her a bit longer he would have saw her sympathetic glance.
Nyota, after ending their relationship rather harshly, she went back and apologized to him, hoping they could stay friends. Both concluded it was the logical choice. However, falling out of love was harder than falling into it. Jim took Chekov, Scotty, and Bones with him, to give the two a moment.
"Jim, do you honestly think it's a good idea for them to be alone at the moment?" Bones said.
He shrugged. Honestly, he had no idea. "Yeah," he lied, "They're the type of mushy-gooshy people to say their farewells in a heartfelt, friendly dramatic sense." But poor Chekov, ever the oblivious, "Commander Spock and Lt. Uhura broke up? Vy vas I not informed?" Bones completely ignored the poor Russian boy.
Scotty suddenly stopped and turned around. "Scotty, what the hell are you doing?" Jim said throwing up one arm.
"Aye! Hold on Captain!" At a rapid pace he walked back into the room where Spock and Uhura were left for their goodbyes. Good thing Scotty was brilliant. "Aye lassy! You'll be a'comin' meh." The Scottish man pointed to Trinity who furrowed her eyebrows.
Trinity watched as the Scottish man waved her near, and she went. The four males had left, leaving her in an awkward air with the Lieutenant and Commander. Once she got close enough he latched the arm that wasn't holding his bag around her shoulder. "Trinity, you do not want to be in that room at this moment. The Commander and Lieutenant may end up sayin' some nasty thin's to each other if they aren't on speakin' terms."
Her eyebrows furrowed, "Then why would anyone leave them there to speak together?" As curious as she was about he situation, she was more concerned with Scotty's arm around her shoulder. It was a tad awkward for her.
"Oh! Sorry lassy. Didn't mean anything by it. As for those two, they had a good thin' for a while, but it came to an end sooner than anyone would have expected."
Trinity nodded as he led her down the hall. A half-alien, well Vulcan, not that there was a difference for her at the moment, and that woman? The future was filled with surprises. "I'm sorry. I would have left had I known."
"Don't worry. They're just having some issues. Broke up a month 'fore you fell onto our little bridge." Trinity nodded, curious as to what happened between them to make everyone so delicate about the situation.
"I think they left on purpose." At least it was something, an ice breaker.
Spock nodded, still silent. He clasped his hands behind his back. Nyota sighed, going to pick up her bag as to leave. "We should not put their efforts to waste; it would be quite inconsiderate by human standards since they went through the inconvenience of leaving without us."
She smiled slightly, retracting from her bag. "Yeah. I know, how we … ended, was a bit untimely, but we reconciled … right?" For the moment she was unsure, a very unlikely thing for her.
Spock turned his eyes upon her questioning face. "Yes, we did reconcile. With that, I think congratulations are in order for you Lt. Uhura. I wish you the best of luck with your new assignment."
A smile spread across her lips. "Thanks Spock. I appreciate that, I really do. Can I ask you something? Just know I won't be hurt by your answer because it would be illogical to respond negatively for something I wanted to know."
Spock nodded. "That would be quite illogical indeed. As for your question, despite the negative accusations. Please, proceed to ask it, I shall answer honestly."
She nodded and bit her lip. This was harder than she thought it would have been. "Spock, the time we spent with each other, I don't regret it. And, little by little, I'm realizing how much I admire you rather than how I thought I felt. It was admiration not love, it never was. I'm sorry. I was wondering, did you feel love, or was it just admiration as well?"
Spock looked at her and thought on it for a moment. She was brilliant and beautiful, but had he loved her?
"I think we have the same sentiments of one another, I am relieved to admit."
With that she hugged him briefly. "I'm glad we can stay friends."
"I am pleased with this conclusion as well. Shall we regroup with the others?" He had a haunting feeling in the back of his mind, hoping that his Captain was behaving around the new guest.
"Yes. By the way, the new woman, you seem to be her … guidance. What's up with that?"
Spock wondered if everyone had noticed the instant attachment between the new scientist and himself. "The Captain seems to think one of us should be in her company on board the ship as well as other places for precaution. The Captain has a busy schedule, thus he has commissioned me with a large percentage of her care."
"Hmph, a little odd for Jim don't you think? To turn down a woman's presence?"
Spock nodded, heavily considering the fact just handed to him. Odd indeed.
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