Almost an hour later, Leo was handcuffed and escorted to the transporter room by six armed guards, with Dr. Cole following close behind. The prisoner seemed completely unfazed by the whole thing. In fact, she almost seemed bored. Even so, she answered every question that the doctor fired her way.

"You said your name was Leo, right?"

"Yup."

"What about your last name?"

"Don't remember."

"Oh come on. It's only seemed, like, a few seconds for you and you don't remember your full name?"

"Nope."

"Ok, so . . . what about the guy you were trying to revive. Why him?"

"Khan is our leader."

"So you wake him up first?"

"Of course."

"What was your position on the crew?"

"Engineer."

"Really?"

"No."

"Look, if you're not going to take this seriously, then don't answer me at all. Ok?"

"Ok."

"What was your actual position on Khan's crew?"

Leo didn't answer.

"You're literally not going to answer me."

Still no answer. Wendy sighed in frustration, but said nothing else.

"I don't get it," Kirk said as he stared at the security feed. He and Spock were staring at the live feed coming from the brig. Leo was currently lounging on the bench in her cell, completely relaxed despite the high security.

"What do you not understand, Captain?" Spock asked.

"Her . . . like, at all," Kirk explained.

"I'm afraid I do not follow you."

"Look at her! She's the complete opposite of Khan! I mean, she doesn't seem to be in any hurry. She doesn't even seem to care."

"It would appear that way, sir."

"Screw this. I'm going to have a chat with our guest. You coming?"

Spock nodded in acknowledgment and the two men left the bridge.

It didn't take long for them to reach their destination. As soon as Leo heard the hiss of the automatic door, she sat up. She stayed there, half reclined on the bunk, and studied the two men. Kirk glared at her, but she didn't so much as blink. Although her expression seemed to changed from mildly bored to mildly annoyed.

"The captain," she drawled, sarcasm dripping from every word. "What an honor."

"Shut up," Kirk growled. Leo smirked, pissing him off even more. "What?" he snapped again.

"Oh nothing," she replied with amusement.

"Ok, listen up, because I'm only going to say this once. The last time your leader woke up, he went on a little murder spree. I watched him murder innocent people. He tried to kill me and my entire crew. So in my eyes, you're no different."

"Guilt by association, I like it."

"Did I say you could talk?"

Leo's smirk only widened, so he continued.

"You're going to answer every question I ask, and you're going to answer truthfully, got it?"

She shrugged, "Sure."

"Is Khan your leader?"

"Yes."

"Why were you trying to revive him?"

"Because he's my leader."

"I believe she is lying, Sir," Spock cut in, whispering in the captain's ear. "While it is logical that any loyal subordinate would revive their leader first, I do not think that is the case here."

Kirk narrowed his eyes, "You agreed to tell the truth, remember?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," Leo sighed, rolling her eyes.

"Try me."

"No."

"What?!"

"I'm not going to tell you."

"You're not going to tell me?" he asked in disbelief. When there was no reply, he continued, "What are you planning?"

"Nothing."

"Bullshit."

"Well too bad, because it's the truth."

Kirk stepped closer to the glass, glaring. "You will answer my question and you will tell me what you and Khan were planning!"

Leo was on her feet so fast that neither man actually saw her move. She stalked toward Kirk, coming right up to the glass. And her eyes, once bored and disinterested, were now burning as she stared down the captain.

"We weren't planning anything! It's not like he had a way to give me orders! I was a human popsicle for centuries! I'm done talking."

Kirk started to say something else, but stopped when Spock put a hand on his shoulder.

"Captain, she has just woken up after centuries in suspended animation. Perhaps we should let her rest and see if she is ready to answer our questions at a later time."

Kirk nodded. He knew that his first officer was right, as always. He left the room, but Spock lingered behind.

"Please, try to understand," he said. "All of this is merely precaution. We do not wish to harm you or your people."

He waited for a reply, but none came. The woman behind the glass wouldn't even look at him. So the Vulcan nodded his head politely and left.

Well, here's chapter two. I hope you guys like it. I wanted to introduce this story without any distractions from me. This chapter is shorter than I'd like, but it's a pretty good break in the story.

This story was co-written with a friend of mine and a good half of it belongs to her, along with the character of Dr. Wendy Cole. Neither of us owns Star Trek.