Thanks for the reviews and feedback. As you can probably tell, I am a fan of the cliffhanger. My students hate me for it! I have decided for this chapter is going to be crew heavy. I like the idea of separating the action on the ship and on Kronos. As always, I don't own anyone or anything, much to my dismay! Captain's Log: We have attempted communication with the leaders of the Klingon home world, to not avail. Tensions are running high. No contact has been made from the one who took Lieutenant Uhura. I can only say that as of this moment, she is a prisoner of potential war. "He's got her." Spock had a hard time comprehending the words of his friend and captain. This wasn't supposed to be happening. This was a routine peace treaty mission. Feelings began to well inside the usually stoic Vulcan. Feelings he hadn't felt since the death of his mother. Fear was prevalent, but was being foreshadowed by a rage he could not control. He made no sound as he headed for the main transporting pad. Before he made his way onto it, Kirk stepped in front of him, blocking his path, and he felt hands grab his arms from behind. The aftershave he smelled could belong to no one but Dr. McCoy. "Spock, we have to plan. We can't just go off halfcocked." He placed his hand on Spock's shoulder, and was surprised to feel it trembling. "Listen. We don't know what we are stepping into. There was only the one lone Klingon, but he may have an entire force backing him." Spock heard the logic in these words, but he was having a hard time comprehending. He stood quietly, eyes staring fixed on the Starfleet insignia on the captain's shirt, listening to his words. "We will get her back, Spock. You can take that to the bank." At this, Spock finally made eye contact with Jim. "Of that, Jim, I am quite certain." He said, not showing any emotion. It was at that time that Kirk was afraid of Spock's deadly calm. _ After a brief rundown of the events on Kronos with Spock, McCoy, Sulu, and Ensign Crowley, the group had created some semblance of a plan. Scotty had been able to detect a weak signal coming from Uhura's comm. The location of the signal was 2 miles east of where the first shuttle had landed. Spock and Kirk were familiar with the location, as this was the inhabited area of Kronos where they had followed Khan almost four years previous. The only difference is, their mere presence could not only jeopardize Uhura's life, but that of the treaty as well. Kirk, along with McCoy, Sulu, Spock, and Ensign Crowley made their way down to the shuttle bay. Once inside, Kirk send out a message ship wide for the record. "Crew of the Enterprise, during our routine treaty mission, myself, Lieutenant Uhura, and the Klingon emissary party were violently attacked by, what we can ascertain, was a lone Klingon warrior. The emissary party, unfortunately, were killed, and Lieutenant Uhura kidnapped. I shall lead a landing party onto Kronos find the Lieutenant, and bring the murdering Klingon bastard to justice. This mission shall not be a failure. We don't leave anyone behind. Kirk Out." At the end of his announcement, a pin could have been heard dropping. Not a soul had moved or said a word. "Captain, according to Mr. Scots reading, Lieutenant Uhura's signal is coming from the south facing entrance of the Kylara Mountain." Spock stated, looking at his tricorder. "We shall land north of the mountain, far enough away to hind in the Kiver Ravine. It'll be easy to access than the other one. Remember, beaming from this planet isn't the easiest, so we need to get in and out fast. We are not here to cause more damage." Kirk spared Spock a brief glance before his next words. "Our plans for the Klingon involve him going back to Earth to stand trial. He needs to pay for his actions." "Captain, he won't come willingly. It's going to be a fight." Sulu state as he began the undocking process. "Mr. Sulu, we shall take all precautions, but our first piece of business is to find Uhura." Spock muttered this under his breath. All four men turned to the Vulcan. "Of course, Spock" stated Kirk, offering, what he hopped, was a reassuring smile. The remainder of the flight continued in silence.