Omake Files - The Fifth Man

-- Previously:

Unknown date: Bridge, Starship Enterprise - Unknown Location
He woke up in a round room, surrounded by men (and one black woman) wearing plain shirts with just a stylised arrow over their left breast, all staring at him.

The one in the middle, some 30-year old guy with gold on his shirt, stood to attention.

The blue-shirted man who had stood just behind his left shoulder, exclaimed, "My god Jim, He's alive!"

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Unknown date: Sickbay, Starship Enterprise - Unknown Location
He slowly came to, and heard strange beeps and whistles and stuff he couldn't describe in the background.

What woke him, was a conversation between 3 people. One sounded old, one sounded curious, while the other just sounded stoic.

"He can't be older than 15. My god Jim, he's got scars on 'im I only ever saw on the old veterans of the Romulan war."

"How did he get here?" The curious one asked, and this time, the stoic one spoke.

"I have scanned the bridge many times, and so far they are all inconclusive. However, some of the data from Dr McCoy's scans have lead me to believe that he came through a large rip in the Space-Time Continuum, possibly by accident considering that he appeared shocked by the event the moment he appeared."

"Which means?" the curious one asked.

"Which means that someone, somewhere, poked a hole through the fabric of the space-time-"

the old one cut him off. "Which means he has no god-damn idea Jim."

"... Indeed." the stoic one finished in response, his voice not quite that stoic, almost like he was vaguely amused but not surprised at the old guy's comment.

"Indeed? That all you have to say?" the old guy asked.

"Indeed."

"Why you inhuman, green-blooded sonofa-"

"Bones!" the curious one half-shouted, cutting the guy off.

"Sorry."

"That is quite alright, Dr McCoy. I am quite used to your inability to socialise with me and my fellow vulcans."

"What... I... er..."

"Thank you spock." the curious one commented, amusement written in his voice quite clearly.

"You are welcome."

Harry groaned, and sat up. Less then a second later, the doctor - McCoy, Harry presumed, was next to, pushing him back on the bed. "Easy, kid."

Harry scowled at him, and stoically, told him, "Who you calling kid, old man?"

Bones stared. With strange timing, the corners of their mouths twitched, quirked, then turned into a full blown smile.

"Hey, i'm not the old man." he began, and then pointed at the other blue-shirted man in the room. "He's the old one."

Harry looked at him, and barely glanced at his ears, noting their pointiness. Said man raised an eyebrow, and Harry thought he saw a glint of amusement in his eyes, but that was the only sign of emotion he saw from the guy.

"So you're spock then." Harry commented.

the gold-shirted man raised his own eyebrow at him, while 'Bones' asked, "How did you know that?"

Harry shrugged, and said, "There's 2 ways i wake up. Be thankful I woke up the 2nd way and not the first."

"huh?" the 2 normal-eared blokes asked.

"Please, Explain?" Spock asked after Harry glanced at them.

"Oh. right. I either wake up slowly, gaining awareness of my surroundings, or I shoot up into a combat pose and kick whoevers' nearest to me."

At their looks, he rolled his eyes and added, "Some kind of defence mechanism. if i wake up somewhere dangerous - and believe me, It's happened - or someone posing danger to me is near... Anyway otherwise i wake up the slow way."

"Ah, then yes, you are correct - We are thankful." Spock replied.

Harry looked at him curiously, and asked the other two in a stage-whisper, "What's a vulcan?"

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Unknown Date + 1 day: Engineering, Starship enterprise - Unknown Location, - 5 LY's to Earth.
"I cannae fix it Cap'n." the scottish engineer grumbled. "'well, work a miracle scotty. We need the transporters online 2 hours ago.'" the engineer mimicked in frustration, as he poked his head into an angled holein the wall, where he proceeded to mess with the gibbins. "Lousy reputation." he grumbled more.

"Scotty." A chipper and amused captain greeted loudly as Scotty pulled his head away. Scotty jumped in fright and banged his head for his trouble.

"Damnit sir, donnae do tha'."

"Do what?" the captain asked around a full blown knowing and amused grin.

"Never mind. What cannae do fer yeh Cap'n?" Scotty asked, expectantly.

"What, I can't come down to engineering just to see my old buddy scotty?" Jim asked, faking being insulted.

"Sir, 'member who yer speakin' ter. I cannae think of'a single time ye came 'ere justa see me. And you'no why? Cause, ye've never come 'ere to just see me."

"Right. fine. You heard about our... hitchhiker?"

"Yeah."

"He claims' he's from scotland. think you could check that out for me?"

"So ye did come'ere for sumthin."

Jim held up his hands in mock surrender. "You caught me red-handed."

"Yeah yeah, ya gold-shirt. i'll be a minute. Justa' gotta finish that miracle you wanted yesterday."

"right. ETA on that?"

"5 hours tops."

"then I'll expect it done in 2."

Scotty waited till he was gone before he sighed and frustratingly grumbled about his own decision to go for a "miracle worker" thing.

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