A lot happens in this, so brace yourselves :)
~Fleursbelle
The ride to the south bank of the Thames was a short one. We could have walked easily, but with Gorns following us, it might have been less easy. I was really surprised at how well behaved they were. I honestly thought they'd put up a fight, but something Peter had said something about daily sedatives that put my mind at ease.
As we approached the parking place of the ship, we saw three Gorns waiting on shore.
"That the ship ma'am?" The driver said to me.
"Uh yeah that's the one." I replied.
"Don't look like much of a federation vessel to me."
"It's a carrier ship. Less advanced than the others, keeping costs low you know."
He nodded, and I was surprised at how well I was able to lie. I jumped out of the van and ran around to the back, to quickly retrieve the Gorns.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were breaking these things outta jail." The driver laughed at the sight of the guarding Gorns who were waiting.
"Haha, yeah. As if." I replied, doing my best to feign sarcasm.
I met up with Chekov and his prisoners, then we waved to the retracting drivers. Suddenly as they drove out of sign, we were grabbed from behind and thrown over the shoulder of the largest Gorn I had ever seen.
"What is happening? We did what you said!" Chekov shouted, kicking wildly.
" ." He laughed cynically and threw us into the ship once again.
"Well done. You did as you were asssss-ked." The main Gorns eyes stared into mine as if reading my soul.
"We didn't exactly have a choice did we." I said, moving my hands around, trying to find a comfortable position. They had us tied to chairs, what the point was, I really don't know. It's not as if we could run away home. The thing is, I was separated from Chekov, I had no idea where he was.
"We're taking you back to that ship you call the enterprise. Providing they have done what was instructed of them."
I sighed. I really hoped they managed to retain peace within the planet, for Chekov's sake. I didn't want any more harm to come to him.
I was left alone in a darkened room, alone with my thoughts. The only thing I could think of was my embrace with Peter, it brought out feelings in me that I haven't felt for him in a long time. His offer was burning a hole in my head, I was extremely tempted but at the same time, I couldn't do that to Chekov, could I?
I watched the disgusting Gorn walk out of the room, and as he did, the place was plunged into darkness. I was alone. And so was Sarah, most likely. I hope she's ok, I know she's well able to look after herself, but I can't help worry about her. She's the only person I've loved, outside my family of course. Family means a lot in Russia, they're the people who look after you when you're sick, feed you when you're hungry and are there for you always. Much unlike Sarah's family. I bet her mother was going crazy with worry, no doubt she'd have contacted the starfleet HQ in a state of panic. Only to be told not to worry, her daughter was the legal guardian of herself.
That Peter one though. He's a dickhead, excuse the language. He thinks he can just swan back into Sarah's life and kiss her right in front of me. Sarah did make it clear that I was just a colleague though, yeah a colleague who's kept her safe and sound while in this ordeal. A colleague who poured out his heart for her to take, listened to her inner most secrets and thoughts. We shared so many nights together and she calls me a colleague?! Well if that's all I am to her, that's how I'm going to act. She can kiss Peter as many times as she likes, I don't care.
The door swung open, what seemed like hours later, and in walked a security guard.
"Right, up. Lets go." He prodded at the restraints and they fell open. I stood up and my legs felt as stiff as a stuffed dog. As I walked out the door I was met with Chekov, I smiled lightly at him, but was met with his avoiding eyes. I was slightly confused, but then remembered Peter's kiss. I sighed and followed the Gorns down the corridor and into a room at the end. Suddenly, just as we entered, the ship shook. We were all thrown back and the Gorns hit their heads on the wall behind, rendering them unconscious. I got up stiffly and looked at Chekov. He was definitely avoiding my eyes. I took his hand and stared at him.
"Are you ok?" I asked.
"Yes." He coldly replied. "Come on."
I followed him out the door and down the corridor, jumping behind something whenever we saw a Gorn. Just as we turned a corner, we were seen by the head Gorn.
"Seize them!" He shouted, and before we could move, we were grabbed by the scruff of the neck.
We were brought to what looked like the main control room, the bridge. Where we were met with the face of Kirk. I smiled at the sight of him, but quickly realised it was just on the screen. We must have met each other on the course from earth to Gorn.
"See? They're perfectly fine." One of the creatures hissed at kirk.
"Hand them over then. I can see that there are Gorns recovering in the medical wing of your ship, I assume they are the prisoners." Kirk snapped. "So everyone has done what they have been asked. Let them go."
"And why should we? We've been happy with them cleaning and doing everything we've assssked. However we did have to punish them for seem of the acts they did."
"You hurt them? Spock, zoom up on their faces... Oh my god. Let them go or so help me.."
"What? You'll attack the ship? With your friends onboard! Not very nice of you now issss it."
I was beginning to panic. I had taken the word of the Gorns as gospel, I really believed that they would let us go. Why had I been so stupid.
They continued to argue, and everyone's attention was stuck on them. Apart from mine and Chekov's. He caught my eye and signalled for me to follow him. We crawled discretely out of the room and began to run as soon as we were out of sight.
"I know what to do!" Chekov cried. "Follow me."
"Always.." I replied, a little too low for him to hear.
We ran through what felt like every corridor in the ship, finally reaching our location; the transporter room. This is where the smaller transporters were, almost like escape pods. We clambered into the nearest one and set off rather unsteadily. The speed was extremely slow in comparison to the enterprise's.
I had to double take the screen, but Sarah and Chekov had definitely escaped. I kept the Gorn talking as I made sure that they were out of range. Chekov had been in this position before, being held in an enemy ship. He escaped by running to the escape pods and coming back to the starfleet space station, just above earth, took him two weeks. He had only been 19, I know he would do the same this time round. So I gave them 10 minutes to get there, by stalling the head Gorn.
"Do you dare speak to me like that!" He shouted. "I am an extremely well respected personality on my home planet."
"You ATTACKED and INJURED starfleet officers. Aren't you grateful that we helped restore your home planet? We didn't have to do it you know!"
"But if you wanted your comrades to live you diiiid..."
"You're not letting them go anyway."
"Your point is?"
"Let them go, or we blow the ship." As I said this, my left hand was busy typing something into the computer in front. The message was thankfully received by Sulu, who was beside me, looking in.
"You wouldn't attack if they were still on board."
"You see, I actually would. They know things about starfleet and its operations. If you were to somehow gain their knowledge, it could be used for the wrong reasons. Say an attack on earth?"
"We are not violent creaturessss."
"Yet you still nearly started a war in Adumh."
"You know we didn't!"
"Even so, we would rather them dead than in the wrong hands." I glanced at Sulu who discretely nodded at me. Suddenly the ship shook.
"Captain, it seems they are attacking us first." Spock sounded.
"Yes I'm well aware of that thank you!" I struggled to get myself off the ground. "Fire on enemy ship."
"Aye captain." Sulu seemed all too eager to attack them, I suspected it was because he was good friends with Chekov. I watched as two blows were delivered to the ship, they deserved it. I may have provoked them by threatening attack, but they did harm Sarah and Chekov. Protocol states that attacking a starfleet officer, depending on how severe it is, is punishable by a beating. Then attacking the ship, well it's only fair to return fire. Defending ourselves and all that.
"Woah." I cried as I looked behind, the enterprise had fired at the Gorns. "They did know we got away before they did that didn't they?" I sought reassurance from Chekov who just shrugged at me. I've had enough, we were going to talk about this.
"Yo, Mr. Depressed. Talk to me."
"And why should I?" He snapped.
"I don't know what's going on with you."
The car shook slightly as the engine struggled to make the short journey across to the ship.
"Why don't you ask Peter?"
"Ha! I knew it. It's about Peter. Are you actually jealous of him?"
"No.. I'm not jealous."
"Then what about him?"
I was met with silence. I sighed and looked out the window. There were lasers being fired from both ships, like colours dancing together.
"He asked me to choose, you know." I said quietly. Chekovs head looked up.
"Between?"
"You and him obviously."
"Oh. So.. When's the wedding?"
"You're so childish." I shot him an annoyed look.
"It's a simple question. One that a colleague might ask another."
"I'm sorry? What did you want me to say? I don't know what this is! We slept together a few times, but we're not exactly exclusive are we?" I did know what this was. To me, we were a couple, but I didn't want to just assume that.
"Obviously not." He said just as we pulled up to the enterprise.
We were greeted by Uhura and Bones who smiled as we stepped out. Uhura wrapped her arms around me and gave me the biggest hug imaginable. Bones shook Chekov's hand strongly, before coming over to me and kissing me on the cheek.
"Good to have you two back. Come on, lets get you mended." He smiled.
Uhura gave Chekov a hug too, and I couldn't help feeling the tiniest bit jealous. I could see how he felt threatened by Peter.
"How dare you! They were our property!" The Gorn shouted on screen.
I smiled and shook my head. "No you see, they are people. Real human beings. They don't belong to anybody."
The Gorn scowled and growled down at me.
"The way I see it, is that you can go now, and leave us well alone. Or I could blow your ship to smithereens. Your choice."
He gave me one last look and the picture was disconnected. We watched as their ship slowly pulled away.
"Excellently handled captain." Spock appeared beside me.
"Yes it was wasn't it?" I was always the one for complimenting myself.
"Chekov and Smith are in the medical bay captain." Uhura told me, her just arriving back herself.
"Good. Thank you." I made my way towards the bay, feeling rather happy with myself. I did a good job! Times like this, I miss alcohol.
Bones prodded and poked at me with a stethoscope and placed a thermometer under my tongue. Chekov was in the next bed, his face being treated by another doctor.
"Does anywhere in particular hurt?" Bones asked me.
"My ribs yeah." I replied.
"Sorry bout this..." He pulled up the gown I had been given on arrival to reveal a bruised torso. "Oh dear.."
On further examination, he revealed that I have two bruised ribs, but no real damage done to my internal organs, then there's just a few cuts an bruises. Not to mention a raging headache. Bones gave me painkillers for my injuries, the drowsy kind. I was ordered to sleep it off for a while. Just then, kirk walked in.
"How are they?" He asked bones.
"Doing fine. Chekov seems to have a lot more injuries than Sarah though."
"They'll be ok though?"
"Oh yeah of course."
"Good.." Kirk looked over at me and smiled. I looked over at Chekov, who was already looking at me.
"Just so you know.. I chose you." I whispered to him before slowly closing my eyes.