Author's notes: So, it's my birthday and I decided to treat all of you guys with loads of chapters. Enjoy ^0^
Disclaimer: Obviously I do not own nor have had any input in this series that started a cultural movement. I'm just a huge fan that got inspiration from another artist.
A pounding headache woke her as she slowly got up, her body felt stiff but after a mental check she seemed to be alright. Finally gaining her vision she looked around. She was sitting in what seemed to be an underground prison, the bars embedded into the rock itself. Were they still on the same planet? Had they been transported? Quickly checking she found that all her tools had been taken from her and she was left with only her clothes. A few lying bodies in the cell gave her the strength to move. They were the two informants. Serena checked their vitals. The male had a gash on his head so she ripped the bottom of the dress she wore and bandaged the wound. It wasn't the most sterile but stopping the bleeding came first. She then moved to the woman. One of the informants was supposed to have medical treatment. Since the woman had been sitting she assumed it was her.
Serena was in the middle of examining the woman when noise came from outside the cell. Serena looked up as two men who looked almost Vulcan dragged someone. A third opened the door to the cell and Serena positioned herself in front of the unconscious woman unconsciously as the man was thrown into the cell. They said nothing to her as they locked them back up and walked off. As soon as they were gone she quickly moved to the new cell mate's side and found it was a very battered Spock. "Spock!" she exclaimed as she quickly examined his wounds and did her best to help him. Spock's pale features frightened her for a moment until he finally twitched and then opened his eyes. "Spock, are you alright?" she asked as she brushed some dirt from his face.
Spock tried to get up and while everything in her wanted to just push him back down she merely made sure to be ready to catch him in case he fell. "It was all an ambush. I conclude that they had indeed been following the informants but also wished to capture who they had contacted." Spock said his hand coming up to his head. "So those were Romulans." Serena said looking back out of the cell. They had looked Vulcan except for a V shaped ridge on their forehead. She had never seen one before. "Indeed." Spock looked out the cell as well and then looked at her. "Are you unharmed?" he asked, his dark eyes scanning her for injures. A pale hand came up to brush some hair away and a twinge of pain shot through her skull. "They just knocked me out, besides the bump on the head I am fine. The other two seemed to have been knocked out like me. The female shows signs of previous capture…" Serena looked up into Spock's eyes. "Spock, I think she had been tortured." Spock let his hand drop as he stared back. "I assumed as much." The unspoken 'they might do the same to us' rang loud and clear.
"The Enterprise will know we are missing, they will send a search party for us." Spock said as he got up and went to inspect the bars. Serena didn't know if he was just stating a fact or trying to give her hope. "What about the security officer? I saw him go down but he isn't here." Spock paused but didn't turn to her as he spoke. "He was shot point blank by a disrupter; percentage chance of surviving such a blast is 3%. He could not have lived through that shot." She felt as if a rock had slammed into her stomach. She hadn't really known the man but he was from her ship, and she was a medic. There hadn't even been a chance for her to even try and save his life.
Despair threatened to grab a hold of her but instead she got up and went over to the woman. "I would give anything for my pack back." She mumbled as she looked over the lacerations and bruises on the woman's body. She noted that the woman must have at least two broken ribs and wondered what other internal injuries the woman sported. "Or even water to wash out the wounds. Infection kills just as much as blood lost." Spock was looking at her now as she worked he looked about to say something but instead went back to searching the cell.
Footsteps echoed and Spock took a step back as a Romulan walked in front of the cell. "Well look at that, you're already up. I should've known that Vulcans are stronger than our usual captives." The Romulan said as his head tilted to the side studying Spock. Serena made to get up but a glance from Spock kept her in her place. "I am First Officer Spock of the USS Enterprise, I ask that you release us or you will be in violation of the Treaty of Algeron." Spock said his voice reverting to his usual tone. Spock stood straight as if they hadn't just gotten shot at and knocked unconscious. His stable stance and tall presence made her feel safer but her fear ebbed as she looked at the Romulan. "Very nice to meet you Mr. Spock, I'm happy to be in the presence of a Federation Officer. You've just made my job all the more easier." Before she knew it the Romulan raised a hand and an electrical shot ran through the bars and shot dead center of Spock's chest forcing him on a knee. Serena shouted and made a move to get to Spock. Before she could reach him however the Romulan was inside the cell and caught her by her wrist. "You seem to want to go first." The Romulan sneered at her and terror ripped through her. "No." came a harsh reply, almost a command. Spock was still down on one knee but his eyes moved up and the anger hidden in the depths of his eyes scared even her. "I am her commanding officer, if it's information you need I am better suited for the task." Spock stated his voice strained. "You're turn will come, as it is it is the doctor's information we wish first." Spock made to move but another shot ran out and downed him this time.
Serena was dragged out; she was almost hysterical as she wanted to go help Spock but she kept her mental breakdown inside as she was pulled through the place. Right now she couldn't indulge in a mental breakdown. She needed to use her intellect. She needed to catalog every hall, every crevice she was walking through. Even though she knew what was coming she had to plan for the future beyond what was to come. At first she had struggled when they took her from the cell but a few good hits stopped her as her intention to catalog everything became a more prevalent issue then trying to get back to Spock. She was human and fighting against what was now three Romulans would be a futile effort. They finally turned and dragged her into a room where they strapped her to a chair. The first Romulan walked in front of her. "Well now, let's begin with your name." He said with a smile.