One of the best things about ST was its ability to find solutions to modern day problems. I want to take the time to thank all of the people who not only reviewed but "got it". Yes, it would be much easier to stay light and fluffy. I like to laugh also, you all know this but I want to stay with the tradition of Roddenberry's vision and put real causes on paper and make us think. The future is what we make of it. Hold on, kids it's time to get to know these people.

Let us continue….

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"My father wouldfeel so bad afterwards he would beg my mother to take him back." she said, sadly. "Spock never begged me to take him back." Thinking hard, her face lit up! "That's it! He feels so bad because he hurt me that he doesn't know how to apologize. He's Vulcan, he doesn't know how to, so he is avoiding me. How could I be so stupid!" she said, rolling her eyes. Her mind began to Hide the memories to try to keep her sane.

"I just have to lay low for a while and when the right moment comes up I'll give him his chance to apologize. Maybe if I give him the opportunity to make love to me, nice and normal like, he will feel my love for him and he won't need to apologize. Vulcans," she said, shaking her head and applying some lipstick.

"See, you are nothing like your mother!" she said smiling and kissing at her refection in the mirror before jumping slightly at Dr. McCoy's screams because someone was seeking medical assistance. "Ah, men" she said, as she walks out, "Yes, Doctor?"

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Genesis ~ Land Of Confusion

Uhura sat, slowly unwrapping the blanket from around her. The taxi transport was plenty warm and pretty gritty. It smelled of public transportation, she thought giggling at the thought of Spock sitting in such filth. His hypersensitive nose would be going crazy right now! He had to use a nose desensitizing gel every time the new semester started until he could acclimate himself to the smell of the new cadets.

Looking around for the window opener she notice small pamphlets scattered about the floorboard. What's all this? Is one of the sororities having a party? Thinking that she had missed some major fun while she was ill and finding one that looked the least soiled, she opened it and read:

" Do you love your planet? Do you want to see it prosper and it's people flourish? Do you want your planet controlled by others that feel the same way? Come join a new network of citizens who love the mother earth. Meetings are held every Saturday night for new members – Sunday for advanced members."

Terra Prime

Uhura leaned forward after reading the brochure, "Excuse me sir? What is this Terra Prime?" she asked the taxi driver.

"I'm sorry ma'am? What? I had the radio up? What was that?" he inquired looking into the rearview mirror.

"Terra Prime? You have leaflets all over the floor of your taxi inviting people to a Terra Prime meeting. I've never heard of them" she said, folding the leaflet up and holding it in her hand.

"Oh, sorry about that ma'am, sometimes I'll get one of their crazy members in my cab and they will leave those in. I'll get rid of it when I drop you off," he said seeming a little annoyed.

"Yes, but what is it?" she asked as her curiosity was getting the best of her. She sat closer so she could really read his eyes in the mirror. It was part of her training as a communications officer to notice every nuance of a person to really read what they were trying to say.

He let out a long breath. "From what I can tell, they are nothing more than a hate group," he said and quickly put his eyes back on the road. "Ma'am, your stop is just ahead" he said turning on his right signal.

"A hate group?" Uhura asked leaning in closer to the dirty glass that separated the two. "In this day and age?" she asked expecting an answer.

"Yes ma'am," he said as he pulled to the stop. Once the taxi was parked properly he turned completely around so his profile could be seen.

Looking woeful he began, "If you're not like us they believe you don't belong on earth," he said as he watched a pale hand open up the back passenger side of the car and hand Uhura a federation card.

"Really?" she asked almost in a whisper and handed the driver the card.

"Yes, really" he replied, "Stay as far away from them as possible. They pretend to love the earth and humans but all they are, are glorified bigots." He turned to insert the card and then returned it to her. "I'll get those out right now," he said reaching over to open his driver side door.

The lanky older man walked around to the back passenger door after the pale hand safely took Uhura out of the taxi. The driver continued to talk as he leaned down to pick up the leaflets. "You know this stuff just pisses me off! My son is marrying a wonderful woman who happens to be an off-worlder. What's going to happen to my grandchildren if one of these yahoos makes it to real power?" he said more to himself then to the two people behind him.

He balled the papers up with such force that one could tell he was visibly shaken. Breathing deeply he turned around to face the two. "I'm sorry folks, I just don't see how, with all the blessings we have right now and the progress we've made, there are people who believe this stuff." He grumbled and then looked up to see Uhura leaning on Commander Spock.

Smiling broadly, he hurried back over to his taxi and radioed dispatch " Dispatch, please cancel last credit transaction. Customer complaint valid, I'll eat this one," he said and then stood out of the vehicle, holding the door between him and on coming traffic.

"No", Uhura said, "There is no complaint, sir. You didn't know they were there. We'll pay, right, Spock?" she asked quickly looking at the Vulcan.

"Precisely," Spock said reaching for his wallet but the man shook his head and smiled.

"One day, my son and his wife will be confronted by hatred and bigotry. I hope when that day comes someone, somewhere does something nice for them to show that the rest of us are decent humans." he said smiling, and then tapped on the top of his cab. "You two have a blessed day" he stated with a grin and slid into his cab and drove away.

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Let's hear it for the boy – Deniece Williams

Spock and Nyota stood still and watched the taxi drive down the street. "May I inquire what that was pertaining to?" Spock asked looking at Nyota.

"Inside honey, Okay?" she replied lovingly, she looked a little thin and sad.

Spock nodded and lifted the blanket off of her as it was not as cool as it had been that morning. "This way" he said his face showed nothing but she knew he was concerned.

Spock and Uhura strolled past the reception desk and onto the elevator without being noticed. It was still rather early so many people were still asleep or showering getting ready to check out.

"Penthouse" Spock said to the electronic elevator.

Uhura looked at Spock, smiled softly then laid her head on his shoulder. Penthouse, she though lovingly, yes, we deserve the Penthouse. She knew Spock had made these arrangements just for her. He would have chosen the cheapest room they had. He found it quite illogical to pay extra credits for material niceties. But, he knew Nyota felt comfort in being surrounded by pretty things so, he acquired the best room the hotel had to offer.

Walking into the suite was wonderful. It was full of fine things. Living at the academy you get used to bare walls and standard issue furniture but not here. This room was the pinnacle of opulence.

Walls of soft light blue fabric with fine art displayed on every wall. Light casing shadows to stress the delicate nature of the room, this was no dorm room. A full living room, with lush furnishings, large couches and chairs, tables and lamps all color coordinated and purposefully done. A serving kitchen was set to the side as if made for hosting parties but not doing the work of cooking yourself.

Spock helped Nyota through the living room and into the bathroom. He walked over quickly and placed his hand into the bathwater. "I believe I have it slightly warmer then you like it." He said turning to her. "Would you like me to run another? Or wait until this one cools down a bit?" he said standing and walking over to her.

She kissed him, and kissed him again, and again, and again. "Come" she said, as she walked over to the oversized tub. She placed her hand in and said "No, it's perfect for the both of us." She knew that Spock liked his bathwater hot and she wanted him as close to her as possible right now. "Come" she said "Just get in with me. I need to be near you right now." she said sitting on the edge of the tub.

Spock looked at her, "Nyota you need your rest," he said as he walked over to her and helped her out of her jogging clothes.

"Yes, I need my rest but more than that, I need to be near you. Please," she begged. Something had happened during that taxi ride that shook her to her core. She didn't want to make love necessarily, she just needed to have him close, and have him safe.

Spock seemed to understand. He helped her into the water. It was hot but she could take it and within a short while after securing the hotel doors, he was undressed and slid easily behind her. "Now, tell me what happened to affect you so, my Nyota," he said, as he gently poured shampoo on her hair and began to massage her scalp.

After finishing the story she lowered her head under the water to help rinse the shampoo out and to be honest, to try to rinse away the sad feelings she had when she thought of someone not loving her Spock as much as she did.

Emerging from the water, she turned slowly to look into his eyes. He was there, waiting for her with body soap and a loofah. "Turn around please," he asked stoically and began to wash her back, gently his hands moving in small circles as he spoke to her. "Nyota, it is illogical for you to worry about the future that has not happened. I understand and agree that this 'Terra Prime' is anti-federation at its core but it does not concern us. They are insignificant." he stated strongly, rinsing her back.

"I don't know Spock" she said as she washed her feet, looking forlorn at the condition of her toenails, "Boy, I need a pedicure," she whispered.

Spock moved her wet hair to one side and kissed her neck. "If Terra Prime was a real threat, then the federation would have let all of its Officers know. I recalled this Terra Prime from earth's history but the original organization has long since been eradicated." he said, as he stood up and walked to the shower.

Nyota laughed, Always the neat freak. Always my Spock, she thought to herself as she watched him turn on the water to rinse himself off. "Well, honey as my grandmother used to say, 'ignorance breeds ignorance'. She stood to let the water out of the tub, turned on the automatic tub cleaner and joined Spock in the shower.

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Simply Red - Holding Back The Years

Way across town another shower was being turned on. "Gaila, why is it that the men are always on the coldest side of the shower?" Kirk said shivering on the outer edges of the small shower of the girl's dorm, rinsing her back.

"Because" Gaila said, "It helps us to appreciate you more when you're not cold and wet" she said looking over her shoulder and hitting his front with her backside.

"Very funny," Kirk said looking down at himself, then shaking the inadequate feeling away as quickly as it had come.

"Okay, Okay your turn." Gaila said struggling to get to the outer side of the shower to wash his back. "I know there is something we are missing," she said out of nowhere, placing soap on Kirk's back.

"What?" he said confused and moved closer to allow her more access to the water.

"Oh, Who tried to drug our girl?" she said, "I've been to every drug dealer in town and no one sells the stuff. As a matter of fact they say that's upper level stuff, not street stuff." she said as she rinsed his back off. Kissing his neck she stepped out of the shower and grabbed her towel.

"You know drug dealers?" Kirk asked as the water began to run cold.

"Well, I know pimps and pimps know drug dealers so sure." she said as if that was the dumbest question she had ever heard.

Walking into the dorm room she began to get dressed. It was Monday, and classes would be starting in a few hours but she wanted to go and asks some more questions to a few more people before she changed her focus.

Gaila had just finished putting on her bra and panty set when Kirk came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel. He walked over and sat on the bed. "How in the hell do you know pimps?" he said almost afraid of the answer.

Turning to him Gaila looks confused, "Why wouldn't I know the local pimps, I work in their brothels during the summer months and give classes ones a month in each house."

Kirk stood, alarmed, "What? You work in a whore house?" he said, shocked letting the towel hit the floor, then quickly picking it back up again as if ashamed of his nakedness.

Gaila looked pissed and disappointed, "Yes, during the summer I work there teaching sex safety and techniques to the women and men. I make sure they all have their preventive shots and if one wants to go home and get out of the business, I help with that as well. During the fall and winter months I teach computer training courses to their children" she said as she watched him relax

"Oh, thank God. I thought you 'worked' for them" Kirk said, rubbing his head and looking for his underwear.

Gaila stood slowly, "What if I had?" she said, placing her hands on her hips.

"What?" Kirk said as he struggled to get the underwear on his damp body.

Gaila moved closer, "I said, What if I had? Would I be tainted, untouchable?" she asked scowling at him

Kirk stopped moving, "Uhm, well I just wouldn't think of you that way. You're like a female me. We get around but we pick and choose whom we want to sleep with. A whore takes whatever comes their way" he replied as gently as he knew how "And you work with kids? There are kids in those places?"

"First of all, stop calling them 'whores'. They are 'need providers' . They don't always provide sex, they provide whatever someone needs. Secondly, there are children there and their parents do the best they can!"

Kirk shook his head, "What kind of mother would raise her child in a brothel? I'll tell you what kind, the worst kind in the world, that's what" he said chuckling with arrogance.

Gaila pushed him hard! "Take it back!" she said, and pushed him again. "Take it back!"

"What" Kirk said, "The mother thing? I will not.." but before he could finish Gaila was on him.

"Take it back!" she screamed throwing punches that were aimed at Kirk but went nowhere as he easily blocked her punches. "Take it back, now!" she said, as Kirk turned her around and wrapped both arms around her so she could not strike at him again.

Throwing her head back and trying to kick him, anything to hurt him, she repeated her plea. "Take it back," she wailed as she slowly lost steam and slid down to the floor, "Take back what you just said about my mother."

Kirk held her on the floor. "I'm sorry Gaila. I'm so very sorry." he said, rocking her as she cried in his arms. "Dear God, I'm so sorry." Kirk repeated over and over

Needing a release, Gaila spoke, "My mother was the best mother on the planet!" she said between her sobs, letting her head fall in his arms, "She was born a sex slave but vowed that I would never be one!" she said, trying hard to control her tears.

"I didn't know!" Kirk said, " Will you tell me about her?" he asked trying anything to make a mends.

Gaila lay still in his arms and allowed the memories slowly creep back in. "My mother is the best. She worked overtime when I was a youngling to buy my freedom from the man who owned her services," she said quietly.

Kirk looked down. "Slavery would never be allowed on a Federation Planet!" he said shocked

"Don't be so naïve!" she said sitting up. "It's all semantics, they don't own you they own your services. The Orion Syndicate would sell their mothers if they thought they would get a fair price! I know some that did!" Her breathing slowed as she began to recover.

"So, your mother freed you? But, you still lived in a brothel?" Kirk asked carefully.

Gaila stood and walked to the bed. She sat down and placed the pillow between herself and Kirk almost as a shield. "Yes, that is where she worked and that is where we lived," she said, sitting up straighter. "My mother didn't just need to buy me, sometimes she had to hide me." She said lowering her head.

"From whom?" Kirk said, moving over to the bed and sitting beside her.

"From men, sometimes women," she said softly, "She would place me in a hidden wall panel and tell me to stay still until she came to get me." She began to cry softly "Sometimes minutes but most of the time I would need to stay for hours. One time I was there for two days and was almost captured when I came out for some food." Gaila hugged the pillow tight.

"My mother couldn't read very well, I mean why educate a slave girl? But, she knew it was my way out so she set up deals with customers who would teach me how to read, and one who was a Federation computer expert. They would teach me during the day when the brothel was closed," she said, wiping her tears.

"I don't know how she did it" she said shaking her head. "She would stay up with me most of the morning going over lessons and learning to read better herself in the process." Gaila said proudly, "And then she would work all night, double shifts to earn extra money. I didn't understand why until sometime later." she said, leaning her head on Kirk's shoulder.

"Gaila, come here." Kirk said quietly as he moved to the edge of the small bed and took her gently and laid her beside him. He didn't want sex right now, he needed to be close to her and gain her forgiveness.

Gaila accepted his offer and understood he wanted nothing but to hold her. "When I was 17 almost 18 Terran years my mother woke me early in the morning. She told me to hurry and say nothing to anyone as we walked to town." Gaila whispered looking at Kirks face for support.

"We made our way through the quiet towns and onto the Federation military base. I didn't understand," she said as small tears began to flow. Kirk moved as close as he could and held her tight.

"My mother kissed me so, Oh she kissed me as if it was the last time she would see me!" Gaila said, "Then she went behind some bushes and brought out my things in small bundles and said, 'These are for you, in each bundle are the things you will need when you start the Junior Academy' but I didn't understand." she said quietly

"Gaila I have secured a spot for you to take the entrance exams today. If you make it in, you will be one of the first Orion women to enter into the Academy. You must do your best, for the both of us." Gaila recalled her mother's words and the desperate look in her mother's eyes. Her mother opened up one bag that held a Federation Jr. Standard outfit. Not the Orion rags the girl had grown up with.

"'But, Mama?' was all she would allow me to say," Gaila said remorsefully, "My mother put her hands to my mouth and said, 'On the day you were born I knew you would be great, more than just a slave girl or a woman who got things done on her back. And now you are here. Don't walk through the door, break it down!" Gaila recalled showing pride on her face

Kirk's heart hurt, he felt shame for what he had said, "God, Gaila your mother was wonderful!" he said, feeling her relax to his touch, feeling her forgive him.

"I've only been home once since then. The last time was my freshman year and it was so dangerous that my mother forbade me to come back," she said softly "They didn't see a Federation student, they saw a fresh piece of meat. My mother's new husband, the federation computer teacher, had to rush me back to the base for safety," she said sadly

"I would never have guessed that Gaila. You are always so happy and upbeat." Kirk said after kissing her head.

Gaila's smile began to return. "What do I have to be upset about?" she said, "My mother no longer works in the brothel except to teach the children how to read and write. She is married to the nicest man, who works for the Federation so no one would dare harm her. They both now live on the base on Orion so she is safe" she said then kissed Kirk on his forehead.

Gaila continued, "I made it into Starfleet Junior Academy and then into Starfleet. Plus, I have a great family here." she said contently, "I have Uhura and you. What in the world do I have to be upset about?" and snuggled closer to him.

Kirk held her. He would miss his first class but he didn't care. His friend, no, his family needed him right now. "Are you ready? We can't just hide here" he asked her before she became too complacent.

"For what?" she asked raising her head to meet his.

"To go out and look for the creep who is trying to hurt our family!" he said looking menacing.

Gaila sat up quickly, grinning back and giving him a presidential pound. She sang, "Let's go seek and destroy!"

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TBC

Presidential Pound = Our U.S. President Obama and his wife hit each other's fists together, with affection, which means, " Let's get them or Let's do this."

Knowing Gaila's history makes me love her ability to smile even more. The next book I write will be about Gaila and Gaila's mother and the true struggle it took to get her admitted into Starfleet.

This was dedicated to those mothers and fathers, unlike Chapel's, who work so hard to insure that their children will have a better life than they did.

They better bring Gaila back in the next movie!

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Tondelayo