The team readied for the impending battle and finally Spock asked Kirk, "What is your plan to distract Krall and his soldiers?"

Kirk's lips curled into a mischievous grin, "Just wait and see," he replied as he and Jaylah led them out of the ship, Jaylah had the distraction hidden with her technology until the necessary moment.

Wren walked next to Spock on their way to take down Krall and his people. Based on what Jaylah had told them, if he got off of this planet he was going to destroy the Federation through Yorktown.

"Spock, after we get the crew transported out safely, we need to do our best to stop Krall from leaving," Wren said as she reached down to grab a hold of his hand.

Spock nodded, "Indeed. Are you sure you are up to this?" he asked, his tone serious.

Wren laughed, "I feel the same as I did before we knew anything. Don't worry about me, ok?"

Spock shook his head. She could tell he was frustrated with her but she also knew he owed her for his suggestion. They walked onward until Jaylah signaled for everyone to stop.

"We are almost there," she announced," James T, you and I must go in and start the distraction," she stated as she used her stick to unveil a motorcycle.

Wren's face lit up when she saw it, "An old motorcycle? Does it even have fuel to run?" she asked, knowing from her time with Kirk that it was his dream to ride this.

Kirk nodded, "It has just enough leftover for what we need today. You two head straight to the wall and let the crew go. Get them out of here twenty at a time and then wait for us and we'll get out of here," he ordered as he hopped onto the motorcycle and cranked it up.

Jaylah smiled as she climbed on behind him, "Don't try to help us because it will look as if there are many James Ts."

"Good luck," Wren said as she grabbed Spock's hand once more so they could sneak around the back and let the crew out.

"I do not know that the Captain parading around on that machine will be a strong enough distraction," Spock commented as they neared the gate.

Wren felt herself grin as she looked over at Kirk riding around in circles, multiple versions of himself making it difficult for anyone to see which was the real one. "I think it's working," she commented as she opened the lock to reveal Sulu and Uhura.

"Come on guys," Wren said, her tone rushed, "We can only get twenty of you at a time."

"He's planning on…" Uhura began.

Spock stopped her, "We know his plan and we are prepared to stop him."

She nodded as the first group of twenty stepped forward to be beamed aboard the Franklin. As they moved the crew, group by group, some of Krall's men had caught on to what Spock and Wren were doing.

Wren looked up and saw them, "Keep the groups moving, I'll be right back," she whispered as she handed him the device Scotty and Chekov were using to track them.

Spock was about to protest but she walked away too fast. Wren marched up behind the first soldier and wrapped her arm around his neck, suffocating him. She was focused and didn't see the second guard coming at her from behind.

All she felt was cold metal on her back and she turned her head to see the guard there with his gun to her.

She didn't have a move unless she could slip out quickly enough to cause the guard to shoot his fellow soldier so she took a deep breath and prepared to try.

Before she could act, she felt the metal leave her and she turned to see that Spock was standing above the now unconscious guard. Spock moved to use the Vulcan Nerve Pinch on the one still in her grasp and he was successful.

"You do need my help," Spock stated, his attempt at sarcasm.

Wren wasn't mad at him. She turned to face him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I know that I need you, silly. I was just trying to show you that I am pretty capable myself. And, I failed," she finished with a laugh.

Spock wrapped his arms around her in return, "Let me care for you, please."

Wren pulled back, "Deal. Let's finish the job so we can see if we can get that old ship off the planet," she offered.

Spock nodded in agreement but before he turned to go back, he leaned forward and placed his hands on her upper arms before leaning forward and placing his lips gently against hers.

Their lips parted and they raced back to the beaming location and only had one group left. "Captain, are you ready?" Wren yelled to Kirk.

"I've got my beacon. Krall got away but I need to get Jaylah, you two get back," he yelled back.

Wren nodded as she and Spock took their places with the last group before they felt themselves being dematerialized.

Everything turned bright blue before they saw the transporter room on the Franklin come into view. Chekov and Scotty were there, "Where's the Captain and Jaylah?" Scotty asked.

"Give them a moment, Mr. Scott," Spock stated, simply, "And then we shall perform the real task."

Wren looked at Spock, "What do you mean?"

Spock raised an eyebrow, "Starships were never meant to take off from land."