I'm so sorry! I took way too long writing this! Dam writer's block! Holy schist!

A/N So, I thought it was due for my next fic. I'm picking out my ideas like a bird with its worms. Like I've said last time, this one is a Star Trek (2009) crossover. Percy is the Captain of the USS Olympia, and Jason is his first commander (transferred from Reyna's first commander on the USS Rome). Annabeth is the navigator ensign, Leo is the helmsman, Ralph (my oc, son of Hephaestus) is the CEO, Will is the CMO, Nico (I'm planning on portraying him as of Vulcan descent) works with him as a forensic scientist, Clarisse is the head of security, Calypso is a nurse. Piper is the communications Lieutenant. The USS Rome has Reyna as Captain, Frank as first officer/commander, Hazel as the foreign metals scientist, Octavian as the linguistics Lieutenant. Thalia and the hunt are on another ship, USS Artemis. All the Olympians are Admirals.

Enjoy guys, and R&R!

# As a side note, any of the AUs I post can be continued if you guys really want it- but I have no idea why people would want to read my crappy writing.

# Disclaimer: I own none of this except for the characters' positions and part of the plot.

Do I really sound like I could write this stuff?

"Captain! Captain!" A young voice sounded from the speakers. It was the CEO of the USS Olympia- Ralph, if Percy remembered correctly. The British genius coughed into the mike as he fumbled for the words-

"Captain, the warp drive has gone out, sir!" he managed. Percy blinked at this unexpected news.

"CEO, is there anything that might've caused this?"

"No, sir. I'm sure that the nuclear power hasn't over reacted, and the tubes are all safe, but.."

"There is no clear reason for the problem?" Percy supplied.

There was a grunt of agreement from the younger officer on the line. The captain of the USS Olympia sighed and addressed one of his crew- Piper, the communications head.

"Are the connections with the USS Rome stable, Lieutenant?" He asked.

The native American brunette spared him a glance as her hands fluttered over the keyboard.

"I'm not sure, sir. All we're receiving is a jumbled signal of a language I can't seem to interpret. I'm still running the checks, though, and there seems to be signs of distress." Piper answered.

Jason stared at the screen as Percy scratched his head. There was no reason for them to have been pulled off course- The Olympia was a sturdy Luna class vessel, and the mission had been a simple scouring route. The only objective of importance had been delivering the Romulan ambassador safely back to his home planet, and that had been finished weeks ago. Beside the two, navigator ensign Annabeth frowned.

"Jackson, sir, we seem to be approaching another vessel nearby." She said. Percy shared a look with his first commander and joined Annabeth.

"Can you classify the vessel, ensign?"

"I believe it's one of our own, sir. But it isn't under any known order… I think this may be the USS Enterprise." She added. "Communications have stated that the Enterprise was currently on independent orders, and they weren't grouping when the other ships were readying for Vulcan."

Jason looked backwards at Piper. This may be a bad confrontation if the communications didn't get thought, he thought as he watched her work. Percy seemed anxious- it had been, after all, the first mission since he'd gotten back from the USS Rome, and the journey was already turning out to be a big, big catastrophe. He really didn't want to be blasted by a plasma gun this time.

Piper adjusted her PADD as she turned to the captain and first officer.

"Sir, I have made connection with the USS Enterprise. I believe Captain Kirk wishes to speak with you."

Percy's eyebrows knit in mild confusion.

"Wait- McLean, was the captain of the Enterprise Kirk?"

"The positions seemed to have changed, sir. Commander Spock is still first officer though."

"All right then, officer. Please connect Captain Kirk." He said.

The screen in front flickered to life. In a few seconds, Percy was faced with a blond haired, blue eyed man. He glanced at Jason and grinned, motioning to the screen as he sat down at the helm. Jason took one look at the other captain and scowled.

"This is Captain Jackson of the USS Olympia. It's Kirk, right?" the sea-eyed man asked, his hands folded in an imitation of the Admirals he made fun of. Kirk cocked an eyebrow at Percy.

"Yes, Captain Jackson. And uh, could we keep out of the formalities for a moment?"

"It's alright, Kirk. What's the reason for calling?"

"Earth is currently under attack, Jackson. We need backup to get rid of the unknown ship."

"And this ship is?"

"Romulan, and the ship's leader claims he is from a future- in which the planet of Romulan is dead. His name's Nero, and that's why he's trying to kill Spock- er, my first captain."

Jason frowned.

"But all time planes are different. There should be no way the Spock in this realm is connected in any way with the happenings of another."

The pointy eared man behind Kirk spoke up.

"Yes, that would be the most logical reaction, officer. However, the captain of the enemy ship seems to have no idea about this. Nor is he, in any way, intelligent enough to understand." The half Vulcan said.

Percy smiled. "And you must be Spock."

"That is correct, sir."

"Well then, Spock, I guess we'll be helping you. Care to tell us where you need our ship to be waiting to support you, cap?"

Nico frowned in the med bay as he leaned over the corpse on the bed. It seemed normal, not the type of body to zombify itself and go running about, wreaking havoc in the streets. But it had, and nearly caused a riot in the ship.

Just as he was about to touch his syringe to the body's arm, he felt a pair of warm arms encircle his waist.

"Hey, death boy."

A slightly older man with sunlit blonde hair tickled Nico's sides from behind. Nico grumbled and squirmed in his grip.

"I thought I told you not to this when I'm working, Will."

"What? I can't even cuddle you?"

"Solace."

Will pouted, moving around him to inspect the body. "Oh all right. You're inspecting the zombie. How ironic."

At his boyfriend's comment, Nico just rolled his eyes and used the syringe to take a sample of the corpse's decayed blood. He scrunched up his pale nose, slightly pointed ears twitching in annoyance as Will cut off a piece of the body's hair and nails. This was his project- not the gods damned CMO's.

"Will, this is my job." He muttered. Will hugged the grumpier boy once more as he headed off to the labs.

"That means it's also mine! By the way, captain seems to be considering supporting the U.S.S. Enterprise in some weird mission. Better take care of your cousin before he does something stupid!"

And with that, the doctor whisked himself off to somewhere in the ship.

Nico groaned and buried his head in his hands. By his father's name, he was going to murder Percy.

GODS GODS GODS GODS! I'M SO SORRY!

I wrote this effing chapter like seven weeks ago and I kept forgetting to upload! I'm so so so sorry!

I know I'm a lazy witch, but I forgot all about fanfiction for a while when I was dating and discovering youtubers and, and!

I'm just so sorry! AGH!

I'll try to update more often….