((Sorry this took so long, loves. Uh, I'm not the biggest Trekkie, so when I'm not sure about how something gets done I just go over it rather vaguely.))

"Alien Technology Entering the Atmosphere," was the incoming alert at Starfleet Command, nearly sending everyone into a panic. The craft wasn't recognized, and could very well have been hostile. The only people who would have been even slightly prepared and close enough to investigate was the crew on the Enterprise.

"Captain, we have a message from Command," communications officer, Lieutenant Nyota Uhura, turned around to look at the captain of the Enterprise expectantly.

Captain Jim Kirk walked over to her to see. "What?" he asked her, looking at the screen. Uhura pulled up reports of the alien technology entering the atmosphere, and Command's request for them to help was there too. Jim sighed. "They can't just ask us to drop everything and go help."

"Sir, they are in charge of this expedition. If they need to delay us it's only logical to do as asked." Commander Spock walked up behind his friend, and captain.

"I know- just because we need to, doesn't mean I'll like it," Jim complained, turning to his crew and giving out orders to get them safely back to earth for the time being. Scotty McCreedy called up to Jim.

"Captain, we can't just go back on a whim-"

"I know. I don't want to either," Kirk responded, frustration making his voice rough.

•••

Soon enough, through a few difficulties, the crew pressed through their frustration and arrived at earth, going into orbit. That wasn't even the difficult part. Kirk had no idea what they were about to get into. His crew had been sent to investigate some unknown craft that had crashed into earth. After they had surveyed the coordinates provided, the captain and crew discovered that the 'big' emergency was a small 8'x4' blue box. Kirk couldn't understand what all the fuss was about. He was going down by himself.

Spock tried to argue with Kirk's decision, but the captain was stubborn. "Spock- it's a box big enough to hold two people without being extremely cramped. I'll be fine."

"Captain, please. I highly recommend bringing someone with you."

Kirk had prepared to be beamed down to earth. "If anything goes too horribly wrong I'll beam back up. No one's coming with me- is that clear?"

Spock gave up trying to argue with the captain. Neither of them was going to change their minds, so it wasn't worth arguing over. Kirk gave Chekov (who was filling in for Scotty at the moment) the 'ready-set-go' signal, and within a few seconds, he was on earth, about fifty meters away from what seemed to be a crash-site.

Jim advanced at a steady pace, keeping a wary eye for other movement. They had crashed in the middle of nowhere, and if there was anyone still on board, they would be the only things moving out here. As he got closer, he could make out the form of a limp body- not far from the blue box.

Kirk could see the sign across the top of the blue box read "Police Public Call Box." A police box? These things hadn't been on earth for hundreds of years. So maybe it wasn't alien. Did it have to do with time travelling? He pushed the thoughts aside as he remembered the body. He crouched over a girl who looked ultimately human. Her long brown hair- so dark that it was almost black- covered her face. She was unconscious and her pulse was slow. She needed help.

Kirk called McCoy. "McCoy? I'm beaming up now. We need medical attention."