A/N: So, this chapter is a little shorter than usual, but that's because I'm changing viewpoints. I'll post another after this one. Again, I don't own Startrek or Supernatural characters.

"You got it, Sis." Dean replied, taking the bag from him as he watched his sister walk away. Leon could hear the sadness in his voice. "It's only a matter of time," he said, turning to them, "before this thing figures out that she's in charge, and that we are those closest to her. And when it does, it's going to take control of one of us. You and me, Doc, are the closest to her. Me as her brother, you as her lover."

"She is distancing herself." Spock said suddenly.

Dean looked at the Commander, "You got it, Commander." He hefted the bags and started to walk toward the medbay, with Spock, Jim and himself following. "She's never told anyone what happened to Dad, but from what I was able to find out, he was possessed. She acts like this every time a ghost is around." The fact that their father must have been possessed by a ghost was left unsaid.

They walked in silence until they passed the lift to the bridge. "The safest place for you, Captain, Commander Spock, is either on the bridge, or your rooms. They are the most heavily warded. With half the Hunters guarding the critical areas or doing research, and the rest clearing the ship, I can't spare anyone to accompany you elsewhere." Dean said.

Leon looked at Jim and Spock a moment, before they nodded and headed into the lift. Alpha shift had started an hour earlier, while they were down with Baby, and Leon didn't envy trying to explain what was going on. As it was, he would have to explain to the medical personnel. Oh joy.

He led the way to the medbay that M'Combe was doing the autopsies in and where the personnel from the bridge attack had been taken to.

He turned to Campbell when the younger man pulled out a device that looked similar to the one Sam had. "What are you using?"

Dean paused as he was about to put it away after typing on it to confirm that Janet Mills was waiting for him and held it up. "This?" at his nod, he went on to explain that they had found a heap of them in the trunk of Baby. They were 21st century communication devices called cell phones. After powering them up and adapting them to the ship's technology, the Hunters on board had a secure way of contacting and communicating with one another.

They entered the medbay several minutes later, and Campbell asked for updates on the victims from the bridge. When Chapel handed him a PADD, Dean asked "Can I speak to them?"

"Why? I thought the autopsies were what Sam wanted to know about." Leon paused in his examination of the information on another PADD.

"They are, but they might have caught a glimpse of something from the spirit that could help us." He said as he handed a few things out from the bag to a woman he assumed was Mills. For some reason, she was dressed in jeans, top and a well worn jacket, into the pockets of which, many of the items Dean was passing to her disappeared.

"Like?" He asked as Mills took a guard position outside the room.

"Like, ah … a snapshot of a memory, or maybe feelings." Dean said as he headed toward the area they were in.

He looked over the PADD reports on the victims and saw that Sable was still out. "You can talk to Zinar, but Sable is still out cold." He wondered at that until Dean said,

"He's not human. His body may respond differently to others, plus, there's no telling how long it was in him. Contact one of us when he wakes please, he may have seen something."

Leon put the PADD down after writing a notation to that effect and turned to examine the wound on the woman's arm.

"Officer Zinar," Dean asked the man, "What's the last thing you remember?"

Zinar looked to Leon. "Answer him, Zinar. He and anyone who has that badge are in command until this is over." He said, knowing that he had been unconscious when Jim had made the announcement.

Zinar nodded, "I, ah I was heading toward the head on the main deck, then nothing until I woke up and saw Dr M'Combe and his Tricorder." He looked over at the woman he had attacked. "What happened? What did I do?"

"You were possessed by a ghost. IT made you attack Swells. You did nothing wrong." Dean said, laying a hand on his shoulders and giving it a squeeze. Leon looked up as Swells looked over to him.

"You weren't in control, Mike. I don't blame you."

"A ghost?"

"Yeah," Dean said, "Can you remember anything from the spirit? Feelings, memories?"

Zinar thought for a moment, while Dean ran a device he pulled from his bag over him. A screeching whir sounded for a moment, but nothing further happened when he ran it over him again. Leon watched him as he finished looking over the wound on Swells.

"I remember walking to the head, then, hatred. I can remember seeing Tina, Swells, but it was like it wasn't with my eyes." Dean took a turn around the room as he spoke, pausing at the disposal bin when the device whirred again.

"That's what it feels like when a ghost has control. You can feel your body move, but you know it's not you moving your limbs." Dean said as he returned to the biobeds.

"Yeah. I remember feeling hatred, but it wasn't mine. There was a knife, but I don't remember where it came from."

"What did it look like?" Dean asked, suddenly.

"A really wide bladed knife." He held his hands apart to show its width.

"A cleaver?" He looked over to Swells to see if she could confirm.

"I didn't really see it. One second I was heading to the bridge to hand a PADD to the Gamma leader, the next, I was swung around and Mike was slashing at me. I took a swing at him to get him to back off, that's when I ran." She looked at the bracelet that Sam had checked out before. "Lt Winchester said it has a protective charm on it, that it helped me to get away."

"You are very lucky." Leon said as he laid her back and covered her with a blanket. "You're safe here." He looked over at Dean. "Right?"

"Yeah, the bridge, engine rooms and all the medbays are warded against anything we could think of." He looked back to Zinar. "Your both safe here. Thanks Officer Zinar, what you've said is a big help. You think of anything else, Mills is right outside." Dean patted the man's shoulder and headed out, pulling the device out of the pocket he had put it into.

"What is that?" Leon asked as he followed him into another room.

"An EMF reader." He said, distractedly. He was fiddling with a dial on it and didn't look up. "Electro Magnetic Frequency. Ghosts give it off when they are in the area."

"Wouldn't just about everything on board the ship interfere?" Leon may not know much about ghosts, but he knew that just about everything on board gave of an electronic hum; half the time that was what calmed Jim down when he was worried about the ship. He took the PADD that M'Combe handed him.

"Normally, but we spent six months tuning it to this ship, so the only things that will interfere will be anything we've missed, or that has just been brought on board." He stopped fiddling at that. "Come to think of it, why now?"

"What?" Leon asked as he looked over the autopsy reports. Looking up, he could see the cogs turning in Dean's mind.

Dean turned back to him, tapping the EMF reader against the opposite palm. "I mean, we left Earth months ago. We haven't really stopped anywhere long enough to bring anything on board, yet, it waits until now to make itself known."

Leon looked up from what he was reading as he thought about that. "That unusual?"

"Yeah, ghosts always attack as soon as they're disturbed, or when a certain set of circumstances happen. Our ancestors came across a ghost that only came out every leap day, locking down the house it was in and killing anyone inside." He continued to tap the EMF reader as he thought things through.

Leon turned back to the reports as he put it back in the bag. He gasped as he read what had been discovered during the autopsy.

"Doctor?" Dean was beside him a second later. "What do the reports say?"

"Morrows' womb is missing." He stopped there, as he digested the rest of it. "And there were traces of L'in's blood in her wounds."

"L'in was first." Dean said as he took the PADD from the doctor's limp fingers. "the removal of the womb was not exactly done with precision, but there is a bit of skill used." He mused, his tone calm, seemingly not repulsed by what he was reading, and it irritated him.

"How does this not affect you? This was a fellow crew member!" His Georgian drawl turned into a growl as he spoke.

"You are mistaken in thinking that it doesn't, doctor. It's the same for Sam." Dean looked up then, and Leon could see the anger at the spirit and revulsion at what had been done; barely contained, within his eyes. He held Leon's gaze for a moment longer, making sure that he knew just how deeply it was affecting him. "I have to remain detached or else it will consume me and leave me unable to think. We're in a giant spaceship, trapped, with a ghost that has the power to destroy it. I have to look at things differently in order to work."

Leon backed off at that. Having heard that there had been ships destroyed because of ghosts, he knew that the younger man was simply doing his job.

"It's the same with Sam using you last name, Dr." Dean said suddenly, handing back the PADD. "She's half Vulcan, and as such, there is the real possibility that she will live a couple of centuries, vastly outliving everyone on board, with the exception of Commander Spock. Yet she has chosen to get close to you. You are the first person she has let get so close since Dad was killed." Dean collected the bag, "She is distancing herself, just in case. She feels things differently because of her Vulcan half. Sam was devastated after Dad, and it took everything in her to keep going. She lost the only other person at that time that understood her. I was 5, and didn't get it until later. Don't be too hard on her, this is the only way she knows to cope." He left then, telling Mills to contact him or Sam if Zinar remembered anything further.

Leon watched him go, thinking about everything that had happened since the lights flickered and Sam jumped up, breaking the finger-meld that morning. He caught a flash of terror from her before they disconnected. He had also felt overwhelming sorrow. He had a better understanding as to why now, and he vowed that he would help in any way he could.