We finally made it to an entry point and tossed ourselves out. I waved up at the Enterprise, just as they began beaming us up. We looked around as the ship appeared around us. I sighed in relief as we reached safety. "Where is Spock?" I asked.

"We haven't seen him." The technician said.

My blood ran cold. They haven't come back yet? "Send down some security." Jim ordered. "Be careful." We stepped off the pad as a few armed guards stepped on.

"Also, Lt. Uhura is unconscious." I added.

"She is?" Jim asked, concern passing over his face. "She hadn't come to yet?"

I shook my head. "Spock thinks she was allergic to whatever they drugged us with." I walked out of the transporter room and made my way to sickbay. I walked in and Jim followed close behind.

"Again?" Bones asked, glaring at Jim and me in turn.

"Yeah," I groaned, sitting on the cot. "We also lost Spock this time."

"My god, man." Bones chastised, scanning me first.

"But one of them knocked Jim here out cold." I smirked.

"Good for them." Bones murmured.

"Hey!" Jim protested.

Bones grabbed a few tools and began working on me, and we spoke as if the captain wasn't there. "What happened this time?"

"He provoked the alien species." I shot a look a Jim. "Who then drugged and kidnapped us." I pulled up my shirt and flashed my marks.

Bones, who had been standing behind me, yelped. "What in God's name happened to your back?" Jim rushed back and I heard him gasp as well.

"Burned?" I asked.

"And blue." Jim observed.

"Blue?" I demanded, trying to look at my back.

Bones ran his hand down my back. "It looks like there was a chemical which made your shirt's dye sink into your skin." He prodded a bit more, right before I heard a smack.

"Jim, be nice to the doctor." I chastised. "By the way Bones," I turned and saw my man rubbing his hand. "How much does James weigh?"

"Kirk to Westfall," My communicator went off. "Spock and Uhura still aren't back. Please come over to the bridge."

"I'll be there in a moment." I said back.

"Kirk out." He said, and the line went dead. It had been over three hours since we got back, and security was still searching. I ran most of the way to the bridge.

"Permission to come onto the bridge?" I asked.

"Seriously?" Jim asked, looking at me like I was stupid. "Get over here."

I rolled my eyes and walked over. "So what is going on?"

"We need to make the search party larger," Jim said. "And since you and I have been down there before, I think we need to go."

I nodded. "Alright."

He led me to a security room where we picked up a riffle, then went to the transporter room. We stepped onto the deck. "Energize."

We rushed into the tunnels, keeping the guns pointed in front of us. "I hope this work this time." I said, not bothering or hide my concern.

"Well we're more prepared this time." Jim said, rushing forward.

I followed him as we searched everywhere. We darted up and down tunnels, going in circles more than we'd care to admit. About an hour into the search, Jim turned back to me. "We should go to the surface and call up to see if they found them. Our communicators don't work down here."

I nodded and spun on my heel, retaking our steps. I turned left, and fell on my backside. "Jesus!" I yelled, looking up to see the Vulcan we had been searching for staring down at me. "Spock!" I yelled, starting to get up. "Where's Uh-"

I was cut off by a fist coming down on my face. I threw my arm up, but I was too late, caught off guard. He made contact and I felt blood in my mouth, however when my arm came up, it took some of the damage, saving my teeth. I kicked up and sent him back slightly. Just then Jim came up with the rifle pointed at his first officer.

"Spock," Jim said, "I don't want to shoot you. Back away."

"You will not shoot me." Spock said, not sounding right. "You would have done it already." He lunged at Jim, reaching for his throat. I kicked my leg up and tripped him, but his momentum carried him all the way over to Jim, so they both went crashing to the ground. I climbed on top of Spock and wrapped my arms around his neck, trying to render him unconscious. Reaching back, the Vulcan pulled me off by my shirt and threw me into a wall. I stayed down; dazed for a moment as the air had been forced form my diaphragm. I stood on shaking legs and rushed Spock who was choking Jim once again.

I got low and tackled Spock, and we went flying as I heard Jim cough. "Snap out of it!" I yelled, punching him in the face. "He tried blocking it, but I was faster. I then landed a punch straight to his throat and he gasped for air. I pinned his arms under him and placed my entire weight on his chest. "Spock!" I yelled. "Come on! You know who I am!"

"Jim's whore." He spat. "Yes, I know exactly who you are. You are from the past." I frowned. How did he know that? "Your boyfriend did not even cry before picking up another girl. Neither will Jim." He spat, then head-butted me. I recoiled, falling onto the floor. I rolled back, going for the gun, but Spock grabbed my ankle. "No one in the past missed you, and you will not be missed now."

He pulled me back, his fingers digging into my skin. I kicked his hand with my free foot, but he didn't budge. Just then a foot appeared, kicking Spock straight in the face, knocking him out cold. I went limp, taking a deep breath before pulling my foot away. Jim was standing there, his neck purple and face red. "Sorry," He wheezed. "He really tried to kill me."

"I noticed." I sighed, wiping blood from my face. "What the hell-"I was cut off by Spock jumping up and tackling Jim. The captain cried out and was sent to the floor, dropping his gun. I grabbed the gun and pointed it at Spock's head. "Release him!"

"You will not-"Spock began, but was cut off by me shooting him in the foot. He roared in pain, rearing back and I punched him in the neck, really knocking him out this time.

I walked over to the bleeding Vulcan and lifted his shirt. I began working on his belt as Jim stood. "What are you doing?" He asked as I pulled the belt off. I answered him by binding Spock's hands with the belt. "Oh, smart." Jim breathed.

"Can you carry him?" I asked. "I had a hard enough time carrying you before I got my ass kicked."

"Yeah." Jim said, tossing the unconscious Spock over his shoulder. I grabbed the rifles and we walked in silence for about fifteen minutes. "What do you think is wrong with him?"

I shrugged. "He seemed hell bent on hurting, if not killing us." I said. "When I had the upper hand, he tried to emotionally attack me."

"I heard." Jim said softly. "I'm sorry; I don't know how he found out."

"You didn't tell him?" I asked, confused.

Jim shook his head. "No, I gave him the same story we gave Starfleet, you were stuck in the system until you were an adult than jumped from city to city until you met me."

I frowned. "Is it possible that he was keeping tabs on me?"

"I guess…" Jim said. "Maybe when you did those searches he got an alert."

I shrugged. "I'll ask him later." Right as I said that we made it to an exit. We climbed out, and then contacted the Enterprise.

"Kirk to Enterprise. We found Spock, however we need to place him in a holding cell for now. Lt. Uhura is still missing."

"Actually we have her." Sulu's voice came over the intercom. "She was found fifteen minutes ago and…well we are beaming you up now." Just then we were transported to the ship with more questions than we came down with.

"I swear," Bones said. "I could make a career for myself just by treating you two." He was examining Jim's bruised and swollen neck. "I can take the swelling down, but the rest will have to heal on its own."

"Do whatever you can." Jim wheezed.

"You two look like crap." Bones shook his head.

"Did they ever teach you any bedside manner?" Jim asked.

Bones smiled. "It was never a requirement."

Once Jim was about as healed as he could be, Bones looked at me. "He really did a number on you guys." Bones muttered.

"Any results from his blood?" I asked, "He had to be on something. Jim kicked him in the face and it didn't do much. I shot him in the foot and if I hadn't knocked him out he still would have come after me again."

"Wait-"Bones chuckled. "She knocked him out and you couldn't?"

Jim scowled. "Hey, it's her word against mine."

"You kicked him in the face, I punched his neck." I crossed my arms. "I'm sure Dr. McCoy could match the bruising to my fist."

"Hey," Bones held up his hands. "I'm not getting into this."

He patched me up and sent us on our way. Spock was placed in a medically induced coma until his blood work came back and Uhura was in surgery. The drug used to knock us out had begun eating away at her organs for some reason. Bones had ordered us to go get some rest, but I turned to go to my office. "Artemis." Jim said, not letting go of my hand. "Come on, today we were held hostage and got beaten up multiple times, we should get some sleep."

"Alright." I groaned, allowing him to pull me away. "But let's watch a movie."

"What movie?" He asked as we walked down the hallway.

He shrugged. "You still are catching up on the movies you missed out on, aren't you?"

"Yes," I said. "I finally found a copy of Avengers: Infinity War. " I smiled. "Although I still can't seem to find Guardians of the Galaxy Vol 2."

"Well it's a start." He said, then coughed.

I frowned, looking up at him. "You okay?"

"Yes," He wheezed. "Just need some made it to the room and were asleep before the opening titles even began.