I don't know if I mentioned this before, but the new Star Trek movies aren't Star Trek anymore. So I only consider this as a Star Trek crossover with incredible pain and the feeling of betraying the philosophy of ST and all its characters.

Although this does not either represent the original idea, Star Trek for me means philosophical thoughts, questioning morality and ethics, solving problems diplomatically or having no other way, the need of the many... and especially, to boldly go where no one has gone before.

There is a slight Torchwood crossover.

I do not own anything.

Chapter wej

"We'll definitely get caught," Q cursed when he picked up his laptop and opened the door.

"Oh no, not with my mind and your computer skills," Sherlock whispered into his ear and followed in the other room. He switched on the lights and recognized the lab which he had seen on the classified maps.

"You sure you wanna do this?" Q asked and looked around.

"You have already been close to ending your career and nobody will ever know that we were here," Sherlock reassured and took a closer look at the screens. "Seems as if they had been successful concerning the glass of the bio-pods," he mentioned and typed in a few commands that gave him a closer look on the stasis chambers in the room.

"And what if someone recognizes us? Or finds out that there were two bodies exchanged?" Q asked and continued scanning the security system with his laptop. He has successfully logged into all the data and controlled the whole facility. Actually, nothing could go wrong.

"Oh come on, Q, you're smart enough, I am smart enough, it'll be fun," Sherlock said and kissed him quickly. "Now, shall we begin?" he asked and opened manually the first two stasis tubes. "What about sleeping a bit?"

"What if we'll never be found? Or destroyed?"

"Come on, Q, I promise you that we'll both have fun and that it's going to be extraordinary," he calmed him down and helped him into the chamber. "Have sweet dreams," he added and gave him a romantic kiss that never seemed to end.

Then he activated the stasis again and walked to the other chamber. He made sure that he hasn't forgotten anything and controlled the little testing tube in his pocket. Enough red matter to make this planet implode, he thought but then knew that he'd have to use it later for creating the artificial wormhole – if everything went well.

Sherlock woke up. Slowly, he opened his eyes and had a look around. Everything was white around him and doctors were feeling his pulse and his life functions. "Where am I?" he asked and looked at a man in a kind of uniform, who was obviously in charge.

"Who are you?" the man asked and made clear that first he wanted to have all the answers.

"My name is Khan Noonien Singh," he answered with the false name of the guy with whom he had swapped his body in the stasis chamber.

"I take it from the records of you ship that you were the commanding officer of the Bottany Bay."

"Yes," Sherlock lied.

"You were condemned to sleep forever for what you have done."

"You know it?"

"It is well-known knowledge here."

"The files were highly classified," Sherlock said surprised. The whole war and the Augments had been perfectly covered by Torchwood.

"There is a lot that you'll have to learn but right now, I have to welcome you in the 24th century," the uniformed man said. That doesn't sound too bad, Sherlock said, however, I won't have so much boredom here.

=/\=

"Why?" he asked. He felt so humiliated. He felt so low. It had been a perfect idea, participating in the experiment, reaching one step closer to being invincible, undestructable. And what was happening to him now?

He was blackmailed, simply blackmail and there was nothing he could do. If Admiral Marcus killed Q...he couldn't really think about it. He needed to save his boyfriend, nothing was more important.

"Finish those torpedoes for me. And I will not harm your family," the head of Section 31 said and left the room without a word. A silent tear ran down Sherlock's cheek. So many tests and he still didn't know that Sherlock noticed when he lied? His family would die and he needed to stop that man, whatever it cost...

=/\=

"How have you managed to come here?" Q asked.

"I overwrote the security protocols. I escaped their holding cell but I will return soon. It's like I explained before, I will have my vengeance and Admiral Marcus will pay for what he has done to you," Sherlock said and helped his boyfriend out of the stasis tube.

"What do you plan?"

"We'll board the USS Vengeance. They'll need me for that. As soon as I have taken over the ship, I'll kill Marcus but send their crewmembers back. I'll figure something out so that they'll have to give me the torpedoes back."

"And then you will free us all?"

"That is the plan. Kirk might not be that bright but he'll damn sure be with me on that mission. Which means that Spock is in command and he is very clever. He'll extract the bodies from the torpedoes like they did before. Then he'll beam them over and probably lets them explode."

"You won't let that happen, will you, Sherlock?" Q asked anxiously.

The detective sighed. "Listen to me. This is far more complicated. I'll beam you over to the Vengeance as soon as I'm in control. Everything will happen as I said and the torpedoes are going to explode. But I know the ship, it'll take heavy damage but it won't break. We'll be at Earth orbit and I'll manage to bring us down into the atmosphere. We're going to crush and I will make them pay for what they have done."

"Sherlock! Everything you talk about is revenge and hatred...what has happened to you?" the computer genius asked and fondled his cheek. There were slight bruises on his pale skin and the eyes have darkened.

"I need this revenge. Admiral Marcus has threatened to kill you..."

"But this is all you think about. I am still here and I wanna stay with you," he said and bent forward to give him a long kiss on his tender lips.

"I brought you here with the promise that I would always watch over you. And I have broken that promise with endangering your life. I cannot stop feeling guilty and I need to do something for...Q...I love you and everything I do here is what I needed. But I also need you. Without you, I'd be back in London in the 21st century and be bored and I wouldn't know what to do and..."

Before he could continue, Q kissed him again and again and pressed his slender body on Sherlock's muscular one and down on the floor. Slowly, he began removing the black Starfleet shirt that he had been given to by the Enterprise's security.

"I have waited too long for that," Q muttered and continued snogging him.

"We have waited for over 300 years," Sherlock answered and also opened Q's shirt and trousers.

"What if someone sees us here?"

"No one will find us, Q," the former detective muttered and turned around so that Q climbed onto his back.

"I love you," he muttered and started kissing his neck. "You never told me why they cut your hair."

"Experiments. Everything has always been about experiments. Over and over again they forced me to become their enemy, everything that will happen is their fault and their fault alone," he whispered back and moaned in pleasure.

I do not own anything. For any questions, remember it's an alternate reality where both history books and logic disappeared. May the force be with you and read on. That's infinitive splitting (grammatically wrong). Just wanted to mention that. And please don't let my silly comments influence your perspective on the story. Just continue reading. ;)