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Chapter 26: I Will Not Bow
Riley smiled as he watched all motion on the Enterprise stop. They had been monitoring the ship since it had entered the area and their cloaking device had been up since the distress signal had gone out.
"Sir, we're ready to move in," Nuhir informed him. Griffin stood emotionless next to Riley's chair, just watching the scene play out before him. A few times, Riley had thought perhaps the man was double-crossing them, but the anger and rage in his eyes were unquestionable.
"Alright, lock onto them with out tractor beam and let's get out of here," Riley ordered. Nuhir nodded and locked onto the Enterprise with their tractor beam. There was no struggle and no problems as Riley's ship blasted off with the Enterprise in tow.
"Who goes where?" Tre'gok asked. Riley stepped down from the transporter pad and smiled evilly when he saw his nemesis passed out on the floor. Griffin was right behind him, an evil smirk on his face at the disheveled appearance Ryan had."These two are to go to the places we have asked. The rest go in the station brig. Make sure someone is watching them at all times." Tre'gok nodded and began directing men, while Griffin walked around the transporter room.
"Nuhir, check the rest of the ship and divide people up." Nuhir nodded then paused.
"Sir…" he trailed off and looked at his leader. Riley watched the Romulan in front of him. He knew what he wanted and he knew that he wasn't just going to ask for it. After a moment Riley looked down at Jim.
"If you find her, she's yours…" He said. Nuhir gave a small nod and took off. Griffin looked up and raised an eyebrow. He had a feeling he knew who he was talking about, but never asked. He almost felt bad for the girl, almost. Not really.
"You have your man, what will you do with him?" Riley asked. Griffin pressed his lips together before his gaze turned cold.
"Kill him," he answered plainly. Riley gave a nod before smirking and turning toward him.
"Don't kill him too quickly; make sure he suffers for what he did. That is the only way you're going to get satisfaction out of it." Griffin nodded and watched as one of the men went to pick up Jim.
"Where should we put him, sir?" the young man asked.
"Put him on the Enterprise bridge." The man nodded and Griffin furrowed his eyebrows.
"The bridge?" he asked. Riley nodded.
"What better way to kill a Captain, then on his bridge?" Riley turned around and began walking out, not before he stopped and turned toward the young engineer.
"The captain always goes down with his ship." Nuhir gave a frustrated sigh as he tried to kick the doors down. This was the only room they had yet to search and they hadn't been able to open it. He gave another strong kick to the door, and then let out a string of Romulan curses when it refused to break.
"Sir, I can use a skeleton key," an ensign suggested. Nuhir turned today him.
"A what?"
"A skeleton key, it's a code that can unlock all doors. Usually it works," he suggested.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Nuhir asked. The man nodded and quickly opened the door. Nuhir smiled and took two steps in the room before hearing a low growl. He raised a scarred eyebrow before demanded the lights turned on. When they did, he wished her has brought his weapon. He backed up a bit when he saw the 120 pound dog snarling at him, and clenched his fists. He may have been a big bad Romulan, but he was deathly afraid of dogs, and this one seemed to have a bone to pick with him.
"Shit…" he hissed. The dog growled before lunging and latching its teeth onto his arm. Nuhir fell backwards and it took all of his men to finally pull the damn mutt off of him.
"Shoot it!" He shouted. Everyone pulled their pistol out of their holsters, but the dog didn't stay around for long.
"He's getting away!" a Lieutenant shouted. Nuhir stood up and held onto his slightly bleeding arm. He knew there was going to be a scar.
"Find that damn thing and kill it! Now!" Nuhir snapped. A few men ran off after it, while one man stayed behind to help the injured Romulan.
"Are you alright sir?" he asked. Nuhir shot him a look.
"I thought that bastard Griffin said it worked!" he snapped.
"It must not work on animals sir, we never did try it on them." Nuhir sighed and began walking down the hall. He better get a good consolation prize for this shit.
Tre'gok slammed the last cell shut. It had taken about an hour to spilt them up into the cells and remove all their weapons, but it was done.
"Hey buddy, mind if I take one of the hostages?" Harry asked as he entered the brig. Tre'gok's nostrils flared, but he nodded.
"Hurry up. The gas will be wearing off soon," he instructed. No sooner had the words left his lips, a bunch of groans echoed through the room. Tre'gok and Harry turned to the cells to see people waking up from their forced slumber.
"Where are we?"
"What happened?"
"Who are they?"
"Shit, what's going on?"
"SILENCE!" Tre'gok bellowed, silencing the many confused Enterprise crew members. Harry smiled.
"Nice," he stated. Tre'gok didn't smile.
"Who do you want?" He asked, getting straight to the point. Harry smiled.
"Where are you keeping the doctors?"
Claire sat up in her cell, seeing the confused faces of her fellow doctors. Alex stood near the cell door, glaring at the Klingon running the show. Spike was leaning against the wall, his eyes narrowed. Sophie was looking over the still unconscious Jackson while Liam looked down at Claire.
"I'm glad to see you're awake," he whispered. Claire nodded as her eyes scanned the scene before them.
"What's going on?" She asked. Liam shook his head.
"We don't know. Everyone else just started waking up a few minutes ago. You haven't missed much," he told her. Alex looked back over to where Claire and Liam were and nodded. His focus was on assessing the situation.
"Where's Jim? Ryan?" Liam shook his head.
"I don't know. The only people in our cell are from sickbay, except McCoy. He wasn't in sickbay when whatever happened, so he's not here," he explained. Claire nodded and unconsciously moved her hand to her stomach as she noticed Tre'gok.
"Liam… I think we're on Riley's ship…" She said breathlessly as Tre'gok crossed the room with a man she didn't recognize. However, from the look on Liam's face, he did recognize the man. "Liam?"
"That's Harry… I knew him from the Berlin…" he explained. Alex looked back over at the pair and his gaze harden.
"What the fuck do you guys want?" He spat when the two men stopped in front of their cell. Harry pointed towards Liam who paled. Tre'gok pulled out his phaser and pointed it into the cell.
"You, come here," he demanded, gesturing to Liam. At first, Liam didn't move. Tre'gok snarled and fired a shot into the cell, hitting Spike in the arm.
"BLOODY HELL!" He cried out, falling to the ground and holding his wounded arm.
"Come. Here." He repeated. Liam slowly rose from his spot next to Claire and crossed the cell. Before Tre'gok could open the door to let him out, Alex jumped out in front of Liam.
"You're not taking him anyway," he snapped. Tre'gok rolled his eyes and held up his gun again, but Harry grabbed his arm.
"That's okay, I'll just take them both. It's obviously that the fag has a fan club, so let's see what his boy toy will do to keep him safe," Harry instructed. Tre'gok nodded and motioned for the two of them to follow him.
"Move," he demanded. Alex glared at him.
"Fuck you!" he snapped. Tre'gok immediately punched him in the face, causing Alex to fall to the ground.
"Alex!" Liam cried. Claire stood up to go help her friend, but stopped when Harry pulled out a phaser as well.
"I suggest you stay as far away as possible, sweet cheeks," he hissed. Claire pressed her lips together and clenched her fists. Before she could say anything, Sophie spoke.
"Claire," she called. Claire looked over and saw Spike's arm bleeding pretty heavily, and looked as though it needed to be looked at immediately. Cautiously she made her way over and kneeled next to him.
"Come on, move!" Tre'gok snapped. Liam helped Alex off the ground and Harry pulled them out of the cell. Claire watched as the cell door closed and Tre'gok looked into the cell, his eyes meeting hers. She immediately turned back to Spike and ripped a small bit of her uniform skirt and tied it around his arm.
"I wish you were so eager to rip your clothes off a few months ago," Spike chuckled.
"You just got shot in the arm, and you're still flirting!" Claire hissed, but couldn't help the smile on her lips.
"You love it," he muttered. She rolled her eyes and looked back to the front of the cell.
"Doctor Conaway-"
"Jackson, we're in a prison cell, in god know where in space. You can call me Claire." Jackson nodded and moved a little closer to her. As of now, she was the senior officer.
"What are we going to do? Who are these guys?" Claire sighed. She had no clue.
"You don't have a plan to get us out of here… can you?" Sophie asked. Claire pressed her lips together and looked down at Spike, who simply shrugged.
"Your call love…" Claire ran a hand through her hair and tried to control the wave of emotions coming onto her. These three didn't know she was pregnant, and would probably be a little nervous if she just started crying.
"I don't know how to get out of here…" she confessed.
"Who were those guys? I've never even seen them before!" Jackson said. Claire furrowed her eyebrows.
"I know the Klingon was from Riley's crew. Liam said the other guy was from the Berlin… but how are they…" she trailed off.
"Looks like Riley teamed up with the rest of the Berlin crew," Spike muttered. Claire nodded.
"If that's true, then Griffin is around here too… so is-" She wasn't able to finish her sentence before a voice echoed out through the halls.
"You better have found her! I just got mauled by a damn dog, I cannot deal with any more let downs." Claire froze as recognition of the voice hit her. Her eyes met Spike who noticed the change in demeanor immediately.
"Claire… who is it?" he asked softly.
"She's right in here. The only blonde one. He hair is shorter than is used to be, but it's her," Tre'gok said, unlocking the door. Claire began to shake a little as she stood up and faced the cell door. A few seconds later it opened, revealing a nightmare Claire wished she could forget. He simply stood in the doorway and smirked.
"Hello… Claire." She tried to hide the fear in her eyes, but she knew it was no good. He could tell.
"Nuhir…"
Anna groaned as she felt someone shake her awake and slowly opened her eyes.
"Oh, fuck… my head hurts…" she muttered.
"You may have hit your head when you fell," McCoy said. Anna sat up slowly and looked around. It seemed that all the senior officer members were put in one cell along with her.
"What's going on?"
"I believe we are being held captive. The box we opened contained a chemical that filtered through the ship, knocking everyone out," Spock explained. Anna nodded as McCoy helped her up.
"Why am I in here with you guys? Where is Claire and Jim and Ryan?" she asked.
"We have no idea. They just brought you in complaining that you weren't waking up early enough and they had no room. We have no idea where Jim and Ryan are, Claire is probably with the other doctors," McCoy answered. Anna sighed and walked up to the sell door, trying to look out the small window.
"Okay, do we know where the hell we are?" Uhura asked.
"My guess would be Ambassador Kline's rouge ship. I remember detailing of this sort in Doctor Conaway's report," Spock said.
"We need to find a way out of here," Sulu muttered.
"I agree. Ve must find ze captain."
"Aye, can't go no where without Jim," Scotty agreed.
"Okay… so how do we get out of here?" Anna asked. Before either of them could answer, a high pitched scream echoed throughout the ship and the whole crew practically ran to the door.
"Who is it?" Sulu asked.
"I can't tell… it was either a female, or a really feminine male," Uhura said. Anna and McCoy looked at each other, a knowing look on their face. They both spoke at the same time.
"Liam…"
Ryan groaned as he pulled against his restraints. He blinked the sleep out of his eyes and searched around the room confused.
"Good, you're awake," a familiar voice said. Ryan analyzed the situation, noticing the chains on his wrists and ankles. His shirt was missing and there was a throbbing pain on the side of his face.
"W-who are you?" He asked hesitantly, still trying to regain his focus.
"I'm surprised you have to ask," the voice replied. Realization spread over Ryan as the man stepped into the light.
"Griffin," he snapped. The brunette smiled as he pulled up a cart into the light. Ryan's eyes went wide as he saw all the objects lining the cart. He picked out a knife, a branding stick, and a whip amongst the items and cringed. Griffin sneered as he picked up the knife first and crossed the room.
"Let's get started, shall we?"
"Hurry up," Harry spat, poking Alex with his tazer gun. Alex turned around and glared at the man.
"You know what, you son of a bitch, you poke me with that thing one more time, I'm gonna-" Alex was cut off when Harry shot him with the tazer, causing him to fall into Liam.
"Shut the fuck up. God, you fags get more annoying by the minute," he muttered. Liam looked up at him and glared.
"Okay, you've made your point. What do you want?" Liam asked. Harry shrugged as he shoved them into a different cell.
"I don't know yet. Maybe just to hit you guys around a little bit. Kill you. Or make you suffer the way you made Paul suffer!" Liam frowned upon hearing Paul's name.
"Look, Harry… what happened with Paul was just-"
"A mistake? Bullshit. I heard what happened to him, how the disease you stuck him with made him partially deaf and gave him a gimp! I'm not stupid!" Alex stood up and glared at him.
"That wasn't even us!" he hissed.
"That was totally Claire's idea," Liam muttered under his breath.
"Enough of this, I'm going to make you suffer for what you did to Paul!" Alex scoffed.
"Jesus, get over it. Okay, what happened sucked, but no need to get all pissy because your man lover isn't around to fuck you anymore." Liam's eyes went wide as he saw Harry grip his tazer.
".!" Liam shook his head.
"You had to open your moth…"
Consciousness slowly came to Jim as the feeling in his limbs came back. He felt the cold floor against his cheeks, and when he tried to move his arms to push himself off the floor, but found his hands tied behind his back. His eyes flew open, and he recognized his bridge, though it was fairly dark. He groaned and made himself sit up, only to be kicked in his side and fell back to the floor.
"FUCK!" Jim hissed. He heard a laugh and looked up to see the figure of Riley Kline standing over him.
"Nice to see you too Jim," Riley replied. Jim groaned as another kick was delivered to his side, and Riley walked up to the captains chair.
"Damn…" Jim hissed quietly, his body adjusting to the pain.
"You know, I never could get over how nice this ship is. Even the captains chair seems top of the line," Riley muttered, sitting down in it. Jim moved so he was kneeling and glared at the other man.
"What did you do?" he snapped. Riley shrugged.
"I simply outsmarted you. I knew you were too curious for your own good, not to mention the fact that you would do anything to get to me. I knew you would think the box had something to do with me, especially after that note I sent you." Jim's eyes went wide before turning to slits as he glared at the man.
"Where is my crew? Where is Claire?" he snapped.
"Your crew is being dealt with. Pretty soon they all will be sold to the slave trade or killed. Those who cooperate will be killed quickly. A select few will be taken care as seen fit." Riley smiled down at the man, but it was in no way comforting. Jim didn't fail to notice he said nothing about Claire.
"Riley, what did you do to Claire?" he hissed.
"Like you care. Not to mention you should really pay attention to the task at hand. You are tied up in front of your mortal enemy, who is planning to kill you, and you ask about your bed mate. How pathetic," he muttered.
"I swear to God, I'm gonna-" Jim was cut off when Riley lunged from his chair and punched him in the face.
"Gonna what? Glare at me? Drool on he floor? I'm really scared now." Jim clenched his fists and groaned as a kick was delivered to his side.
"What the hell do you want?" Jim shouted. Riley smirked and leaned down, grabbing a fist full of Jim's hair and pulling his head back.
"I want my wife back! And I want you dead!"
"Did you miss me?" Nuhir asked with a sneer, showing his yellow teeth. Claire felt shivers run down at her back, but didn't let it show. She knew by now they he practically fed off her fear. She showed no emotion as he led her through their ship, a phaser pointed at the square of her back.
"You don't even know…" she mumbled. Nuhir grabbed her shoulder, forcing her stop. She froze, feeling the phaser shoved deeper into her back. The vial breath of the Romulan behind her made her want to gag, but she forced herself to remain as she was. Nuhir leaned forward to her ear and she could actually feel him smiling against her.
"No, I don't know. But I will soon. I will fuck you until you lay dead on my floor," he seethed. Claire felt a lump form in her throat, the familiar fear gnawing at her hope. But she had to keep reminding herself, she could take him. She was smarter and stronger than she was before. He shoved her forward as they continued on towards his room. Claire just had to wait for the right moment.
Spock watched Tre'gok's movements as he checked in on all the cells. Things had quieted down since a strange Romulan man had taken Claire. Anna informed them that the man's name was Nuhir and he'd been the one to hold Claire captive the last time they had encountered Riley and his men. Spock turned back to the group.
"Any ideas?" He asked. The group shook their head, sad and confused looks spread amongst them. Spock nodded and turned back to watching the Klingon.
"Spock, what are we going to do?" Anna asked, her voice bordering on pleading. Ryan wasn't here, she knew that the moment they took Claire away. And with every passing minute, she grew more and more worried.
"I honestly do not know," Spock told them. If possibly, Anna felt her heart drop even more. They were screwed.
Ryan clenched his jaw as the searing pain on the knife to skin burnt through him. He was not going to let Griffin know that he was in pain, despite the fact that he had quite a few deep cuts all over. Griffin suddenly grabbed his face and pulled him closer.
"Trying to be the tough guy now? Trying to show you're not afraid? Get over yourself," Griffin snapped.
"Go fuck yourself, you are the one who made things the way hey are. Not me!" Ryan snapped back. Griffin punched him in the face before grabbing a hold of his neck.
"Little Ryan Conaway is being a big boy now. Trying to be tough. How tough were you when you were stuck in Starfleet all alone? How strong were you when the captain shot you? How brave were you when your whore of a girlfriend was shot! I don't know what Colleen saw in you, but thank God she died before she was forced into marriage with a bitch like you!" he snapped. Ryan flinched at his words. True he didn't love her anymore, he had Anna now, but it still stung. Especially adding to the fact that she cheated on him with his best friend.
"Stop this Griffin, it doesn't have to be like this…" Ryan pleaded. Griffin glared and shoved him away.
"You're wrong… there is no other way. You're going to get what you deserve, so is everyone you care about, I guarantee it." Ryan let his mind take in the older mans words. Everyone he cared about. His security team, his best friend, his sister and the future niece of nephew she carried. The lastly, he thought about Anna. No, he would not let him hurt her. Even if it was the last thing he did.
"Fuck you! You're just mad because I beat you! I beat you at everything! You can't stand that. You know what you deserve? You deserve to die you fucker!" Griffin reeled back and punched him square in the nose, anger clear in his pale eyes. He turned around and grabbed the branding iron and began to heat it up.
"You are going to regret those words…"
"Ouch! FUCK!" Liam screamed, holding his cheek. Though he was pretty beat up and tattered, Alex was in a worse position. He currently had blood coming from his mouth, and a large bruise on his eye. Liam only had a few cuts and bruises.
"What are you going to do about it, faggot?" Harry asked. Liam clenched his fists and went to go punch the man, but faked him out last minute and kicked him in the balls, causing the larger man to fall to the ground. He immediately ran over to Alex and helped him up.
"You alright?" he asked.
"Jesus, you just-"
"I know, sissy move. What can I say, I'm a sissy," Liam muttered. Harry growled and lunged forward, grabbing Liam's shirt before Alex punched him in the jaw.
"Get the fuck away from us!" Alex hissed.
"Yeah, you pussy!" Liam added. Alex turned toward him and raised an eyebrow.
"Liam…" the gay man just pouted.
"Too much?"
Claire felt her stomach lurched as Nuhir shoved her into his bedroom, candles lining the room. It felt more like a dungeon than a bedroom, but she didn't care. She was ready, waiting for him to make a move. Nuhir closed and locked the door, turning to face the blonde. Claire prepared herself as he lunged forward, crushing his lips against hers. His fang-like teeth pierced her lip. The taste of blood filled her mouth as she scrunched up her eyes and firmly kept her mouth shut. Nuhir growled at her resistant and grabbed a fistful of her hair.
"Bitch," he snarled. Claire yelped at the violent action against her hair, causing him to smile. He leaned forward to capture her lips again, but she brought her right elbow up and smashed it against the side of his face, causing a popping noise to echoed throughout the room. Nuhir's hands went to the left side of his face, part of his jaw looking broken. But Claire wasted no time in ducking out of his grasp and kicking him in the knee, bringing him down to the ground.
"Whose the bitch now?" She snapped, watching him writhe in pain on the floor. She lunged for his phaser, but his hand beat her to it.
"Dru rou really rink rou can breat mre?" He asked, one hand held the phaser in his hand, the other holding onto his face. Claire paused, thinking about her next move carefully. Before she could do anything else, a boom echoed through the room. Both sets of eyes turned to the door where a large dent was now visible. Claire turned back to Nuhir before he could move and kicked the gun out of his hand, shattering three of his fingers in the process. Nuhir howled out in pain as another loud bang echoed through the room, the dent growing larger. Claire wasn't sure what the thing outside the door was, but she figured it was worth a shot. She scooped up Nuhir's phaser as she ran to the door, undoing the blots and locks keeping it closed. As soon as she opened the door, a large animal bounded into the room straight for Nuhir.
"FUCK!" She heard him shout. Claire's eyes lit up when she realized what the animal was.
"Rocky!" she cried. The dog stopped it's assault on the Romulan man's arm and ran toward her, licking her face immediately. She quickly pet him before grabbing onto his collar. She heard a popping sound and realized he popped his jaw back in place, dismissing her thought that his jaw might have been broken.
"Come on, we gotta go find Anna!" she said. Rocky barked before taking off down the hallway. Claire went to follow but felt someone grab her shoulder and throw her on the bed. She cried in pain, seeing as he grabbed her bad shoulder, and froze when she felt him jump on top of her.
"You whore, I'm going to have you, whether you like it or not!" Nuhir snapped. Claire tried to push him off as he went to rip off her dress. He slapped her hard across the face and leaned forward to place his lips on her neck. Claire felt the tears begin to flow as she continued to struggle. She couldn't let this happen again. Not after last time. This time was different. She wasn't just defending herself, she was defending the small child growing inside of her. After a minute she relaxed and bit back the smirk as Nuhir raised his head from her neck.
"I knew you'd warm up to me," he whispered. Claire threw her head forward into his, causing him to fall off of her, and stood up, grabbing his phaser and shooting his leg.
"Go fuck yourself!" she hissed.
"You fucking bitch!" he snapped. He went to reach for a dagger, but Claire grabbed it and stabbed his hand into the frame of the bed, pinning him there.
"Have fun!" she snapped before taking off into a run out of the room. There was no way he was going to take advantage of her. No way.
Anna raised an eyebrow as she heard whining and someone scratching the door of the cell.
"What is that?" Uhura asked. Anna walked to the door and looked down through the window, smiling when she saw what it was.
"Rocky!" she cried. The dog looked up and began to pant heavily and wag it's tail.
"Rocky?" Sulu asked.
"Claire's dog! He must have gotten out of her room." Before anyone could reply, footsteps were heard and someone slid to a stop in front of the cell.
"ANNA!" Anna's eyes went wide and she smiled.
"Claire! You got out!" she said. Claire nodded and pulled out her phaser and shooting the lock.
"I got lucky. Where's Ryan?" Claire asked. Anna shrugged as she walked out of the cell, followed by the rest of the group.
"I was hoping you knew. I haven't seen him nor Jim since I woke up," she confessed. Claire took a deep breath and nodded.
"Commander, what do you suggest we do?" she asked. Spock thought about it before his gaze rested past her.
"I suggest we take care of this Klingon, who looks about ready to kill us." The group turned around to see Tre'gok glaring at him. Anna pressed her lips together.
"That sounds great, you do that while we find Ryan and Jim, okay?" Claire nodded and the two girls took off running, Rocky not far behind.
"Ugh, pansy's…" Uhura muttered.
Alex smiled down at the unconscious form of Harry on the ground. It felt good to beat the crap out of the foul mouthed homophobe. He looked up at Liam who was flashing him a smile too. Alex noticed the door open behind his ex-lover and a blood-covered Romulan quietly stepped into the room. Alex felt the world slow down as he lunged forward, shoving his ex-lover out of the way as the Romulan plunged his dagger forward.
"Alex!" Liam cried out, watching the knife cut through Alex's shirt and lodge itself in his stomach. The Romulan glared and lunged toward Liam, but Liam grabbed a phaser and shot him, not realizing it was only set to stun. The Romulan paused before falling to the ground, leaving Liam to help Alex.
"Liam…" Alex said softly. Liam grabbed the dagger and pulled it out of his stomach, causing Alex to cry out.
"Alex, just hang on, I have something to heal you. We just need to get back to the cell. I left it with Claire," Liam said. Alex shook his head.
"I can't… I'm not going to make it," he muttered. Liam paused as he realized how bad the wound was.
"No, no… Alex, you can't do this to me. You need to hang in there!" Alex frowned before grabbing onto his shirt.
"I'm sorry for what I did with Claire. I never wanted to cheat on you. I love you…" Liam felt tears pour down his face as he looked down at his lover.
"I love you too. Don't leave me… please. I'll take you back, we can have all the sex you want. Just don't leave me." Before Alex could reply, someone ran through the door, and the two of them looked up to see Anna enter the room, Claire right behind her.
"Alex!" Claire said. She immediately grabbed a small vial from a pocket in her boot and tossed it to Liam, who used it immediately.
"How long will this take?" Liam asked.
"An hour, if he makes it…" she whispered. Liam frowned as he held his ex-boyfriend closer.
"He has to make it," he whispered. Before Claire or Anna could reply, a loud scream was heard throughout the ship. Both Claire and Anna looked a each other.
"Liam," Anna whispered.
"Go… I'll stay with him." Claire paused as she looked down a her best friend. He had been with her since she got onto the Enterprise, it didn't seem right to leave him.
"Claire, that might have been Ryan, or Jim. We need to go," Anna urged. Claire took a deep breath and looked up at her gay boyfriend.
"Call me if he get's worse. Please?" she pleaded. Liam nodded. The girls stood up and ran out of the room, leaving the two lovers alone. Liam looked down at Alex and frowned.
"I'm not leaving your side till you wake up, I hope you know that."
Ryan cried out in pain as the searing hot branding iron burnt the skin of his arm. Griffin smirked and pulled the brand away from him.
"There, now you are marked as the traitor you are…" he snapped. Ryan took deep breaths as he tried to concentrate on picking the lock on his cuffs. He was so close, he only needed a few more minutes.
"When I get out of these, I'm going to kill you!" Ryan hissed. Griffin smiled as he placed the iron over some hot coals.
"I'd like to see you try," he countered with his usual sneer. Ryan wanted nothing more than to burn the man's mouth shut, but he just had to get out of his cuffs first. Ryan could feel the life draining out of his body as his blood poured out all over the floor. The gapping wounds covering his body ached and the flesh on his shoulder continued to sizzle and burn. The rank smell of burnt flesh caused his nostrils to flare. Griffin picked up the iron again and turned back to Ryan.
"RYAN!" Griffin paused as he turned towards the door. Ryan felt the locked click as the chains fell away and his hands shot forward, grabbing hold of the branding iron. Griffin turned back around, his eyes wide. Ryan groaned, the hot metal burning his rough palms, but he pushed passed the pain and yanked on the metal object. Griffin felt the branding iron slip out from his hands. Ryan grabbed the none burning side of the iron and brought the object down on top of Griffin's head. The door to the man's room opened up wide, revealing Anna and Claire.
"Claire… Anna…"
"Ryan, STOP!" Anna cried. Ryan pulled himself away and looked down as Griffin grabbed his head in pain.
"You son of a bitch!" Griffin cried. Ryan grabbed a phaser and pointed it at the older man.
"I told you I was going to kill you," Ryan hissed. Before he could pull the trigger, he felt a hand on his shoulder and saw his girlfriend looking up at him.
"Ryan, don't. he's not worth it," she whispered. Ryan turned back to Griffin and glared. He could stop all of this if he killed him. It would just take one squeeze of the trigger.
"Ry… come on. Just stun his ass and leave him here for someone else to beat the shit out of him," Claire said.
"I could end this all right now!" he snapped.
"Ryan, breathe. He's going to go to jail and you will make sure he stays there. Just put down the phaser."
"Yeah, Ryan. Listen to your whore and bitch sister. Just put down the phaser," Griffin mocked. Ryan felt his nostrils flare and he pulled the trigger, the shot hitting his ex-best friend in the shoulder.
"Fuck you. I'm going to wait for you to bleed to death," Ryan hissed. He reached down and cuffed his ankle to one of the chains and grabbed his girlfriends hand before walking over to the doorway where Claire was standing.
"Shit, Ry… you look like hell," Claire muttered. Ryan rolled his eyes and looked down at his baby sister.
"You both alright?" he asked, looking from Anna to Claire. Anna nodded.
"Yeah, just a bump on the head," she confessed. Ryan looked to Claire, not failing to notice the light bruise on her cheek and a nasty cut on her lip.
"You okay? You didn't fall did you? Is the baby alright?" he asked.
"I'm fine. I'm still pregnant, and I'll live. We need to find the rest of the crew now, so we can find Jim." Ryan nodded and looked back at Griffin, who was glaring at him. As long as he stayed tied to that chair, there was nothing to worry about.
"Let's go…" The three of them took off down the hallway.
"You think the rest of the crew is alright?" Anna asked. They turned the corner, only to stop when they saw Tre'gok and a group of Romulans and Klingons holding the crew at gunpoint, and had a couple phasers resting on them.
"I'm gonna say no," Claire muttered. Before anyone could react, someone reached out and grabbed a hold of Anna, pulling a knife out and pressing it up against her neck.
"Drop your phasers," the voice said. Ryan turned toward the voice and his blood ran cold.
"Dom…" he hissed.
"Hey Ryan. Nice to see you again. Drop the phaser," he ordered. Ryan dropped his gun and Dom looked at Claire who dropped her gun.
"Good work," Tre'gok muttered. A second later Claire felt someone grab a hold of her hair and tug her toward a strong body, causing her to cry out.
"You bitch," she heard Nuhir hiss. A second later, she saw Liam and a half healed Alex be pushed to the front of the group by two guards.
"Well, now that we're all together, why don't we start by lessening the numbers," Dom suggested.
"Good idea, Captain Riley would be very upset if he heard of your misconduct," Tre'gok muttered. Ryan felt his jaw tighten at the Klingon's words knowing he was in no shape fight after his little torture session with Griffin. Claire looked over towards her brother, her face filled with pain.
"What do we do now?" She mouthed to him. Ryan didn't reply. He wasn't sure how to reply to her words. Tre'gok smirked at the silence and held up his phaser, pointing it towards Liam.
"OLIVER!" Everyone turned to look down the hallway to see the large form of Rocky bounding down the hallway. Atop the massive dog sat a redheaded man, cackling like crazy. A large phaser sat in his hands and he fired towards the group, but every shot from his phaser missed. Rupert sat behind the crazed redheaded, fear evident on his pale face. Tre'gok charged towards the dog, using spikes attached to his battle uniform to pierce the dog's flesh and knocked him to the ground. Oliver and Rupert flew off the beast's back and landed next to Ryan to stood frozen.
"That was your last line of defense? Pathetic," the Klingon breathed. Ryan bit the inside of his lip as he just watched the scene in front of him. They were screwed. Rocky whimpered from his spot on the ground and licked at his wounded side, ignoring the crisis at hand. Claire felt tears well up in her eyes, seeing her precious pet in pain and knowing that her boyfriend was somewhere out there with Riley. She had no idea what kind of pain he was in, but she knew it couldn't have been good. Seeing what Griffin had planned for Ryan, she was afraid the same thing would befall him.
"Tre'gok, is it? I'll make a deal with you," Ryan said, stepping forward. He noticed Dom froze up, adding just a little bit more pressure to Anna's neck. Ryan held up his hands in defense, showing them that he wasn't up to anything. Tre'gok sneered as he stepped up to the man.
"You're not really in any position to be making deals, are you? What do you have that would motivate me?" He asked, chuckling at his own question. A few other men chuckled as well, but bother Dom and Nuhir remained stone-faced and cold.
"Nothing, I suppose. I just ask that you don't kill my sister or my girlfriend. I won't fight back if you decide to kill me, but please," he asked, his voice pleaded with the Klingon. His sneered increased, looking at the man stare at the ground in shame. Claire's eyes widen at her brother's words as Anna struggled against Dom's grip.
"No, Ryan! Don't!" She pleaded with him. Tre'gok watched her reaction and returned his gaze back to the pathetic blonde haired human.
"I have no problems killing you now, you weak human. So unless you make it worth my while, I'll agree to no such thing," he told him, taking out a dagger and pointing it at Ryan's heart. Ryan scrunched his face up.
"I don't have to give you a blowjob, do I?" He asked, a small smirk on his face as he looked up at the Klingon. Again, a few men from Riley's crew chuckled, but Tre'gok turned towards them to silence them.
"No, filthy human! If you do as I command, then I promise to leave your women unharmed," he promised. Ryan nodded, reluctantly. Nuhir yanked on Claire's hair, pulling her closer towards him.
"This one is mine! Riley told me that I could keep her!" He snarled. Tre'gok pointed his phaser towards the Romulan, his dagger never wavering from Ryan's heart.
"Riley isn't calling the shots right now, is he? The man wants to be honorable, so let him go down a shameful beggar," he bellowed. He turned back to Ryan. "Get on your knees." Ryan did as he was told as he practically fell to the ground in front of the Klingon.
"Yes sir," Ryan said, his face back down at the floor. They were hopeless and he had committed himself to a shameful death to keep his sister and Anna alive.
"Why should we keep your sister alive?" He asked, using the dagger to tilt Ryan's face upwards. Ryan took a shaky breath.
"She's pregnant," he said simply. Tre'gok raised an eyebrow.
"The girl is pregnant with Kirk's child?" He asked, surprised. In fact, the entire roomed seemed to still as Tre'gok asked the question. Ryan wanted to nodded, but the knife at his chin prevented him from doing so.
"Yes," he replied. Tre'gok turned towards Nuhir.
"Release her," he ordered. Nuhir's eyes went wide with fury.
"What?" He asked. Tre'gok pointed the phaser toward the Romulan again.
"Release her and inform our captain. This changes everything," he demanded. Ryan's felt his heart stop.
"You said you wouldn't hurt her," he said, raising to his feet. Tre'gok nodded.
"If you completed what I asked of you, I wouldn't. However, this is valuable information."
"You son of a bitch!" Ryan hissed, lunging forward. One of Riley's men reached out and grabbed him, making sure he wouldn't be able to get away.
"Don't give me a reason to kill you. I will not harm her, nor your whore. You have given me valuable information, and for that, your death will be quick." Ryan went to lunge toward him, but was stopped by someone punching him in the stomach.
"Ryan!" Anna called, if there wasn't a knife so close to her throat, she would've moved forward to help him out. Claire immediately went to step forward, but Nuhir pulled her back by her hair.
"Stop, please," Claire whispered. Nuhir must have heard her, but simply growled in reply. Tre'gok turned toward her and Nuhir and glared at the Romulan.
"Nuhir…"
"You are not my boss, don't pretend for a minute that you are. I'm keeping this one and there is nothing you can do to stop me," Nuhir hissed.
"I could kill you, would that be sufficient?" Nuhir glared at him, and his grip on Claire's hair tightened. There was a reason why Klingons and Romulans didn't get along. After glaring at each other for a long moment, Nuhir let out a long string of curses in Romulan.
"Damn you…"
"Nuhir, give me the girl. If you ask Riley I have no doubt that he would let you have her when he's finished. Granted he doesn't kill her," Tre'gok said. After a minute Nuhir shoved Claire toward Tre'gok, who grabbed her shoulder and applied a death grip, causing her to bite her tongue in order not to cry out. If this continued she was going to need surgery on her shoulder.
"Hvaid, you are in charge of putting these prisoners back where they belong. Leave the blonde haired man to me," Tre'gok ordered. Nuhir glared and snarled, but Tre'gok ignored him and lead Claire away from the group.
"You, move the prisoners into cells. No one will take any of them out for any reason. Am I understood?" a few men nodded and began dragging people away, leaving Nuhir alone in the hallway with Ryan. Anna shot her boyfriend a worried look, but he sent her a comforting look. When she was gone he turned back to the Romulan, who was glaring daggers at the man. Ryan needed to figure out a way out, and he needed to do it now.
Jim fell to the floor in a heap as the pain of being beaten filled his body. He had one or two bruises on his face, and plenty of bruises on the rest of his body. Riley had yet to use any weapons, seeming to get a kick out of just beating the young Captain, but Jim expected it at any minute.
"How does it feel, to know that everything is being taken from you, and there is nothing you can do about it?" Riley asked.
It sucks! Jim thought, but was silent. Riley grabbed a hold of his shirt and punched him once more, causing a cut to erupt on his forehead. Riley threw him on the floor and glared down at him.
"Try and be strong all you want, I'm going to eventually kill you," Riley snapped. Jim felt blood pouring down his face, but he looked up at the broken man.
"If you have to keep reminding me, I'd say someone was getting cold feet," he hissed. Riley's gaze darkened as he looked down at the bleeding captain before him. He opened his mouth as if to deny the statement, but instead stepped on the captain's hand and crushed it under his foot. Jim bit his lip, trying to hold in the scream that threatened to escape his lips as the pressure increased. Nuhir choose that moment to walk into the room.
"Sir, I have some news for you," he said, bowing before his captain. Riley looked up and glared at the distraction.
"I was told to not be interrupted, was I not?" He snapped. Nuhir flinched at the demanding voice, but nodded.
"I know, sir, but Tre'gok says that it's urgent," he said in a shaky voice. Jim closed his eyes, masking the pain as Riley removed his foot and crossed the room to where Nuhir stood.
"What?" He hissed, his tone hushed.
"There have been… developments," Nuhir confessed. Riley growled, and clenched his fists. Jim took the time to get back on his knees, not trusting himself to stand on his feet while his head was still pounding.
"They better be worth interrupting me, or I swear I will throw you and him back to the dark pits you came from," Riley snapped. Tre'gok took that moment to enter, dragging along Claire, who was dragging her feet to try and stop the Klingon. Riley glanced over and his eyebrows furrowed.
"Sir," Tre'gok said, stopping next to Nuhir. Claire glanced up at Riley before her gaze rested on Jim, making her heart clench. A part of her was happy to see him alive, but another part knew he was in pain, and knew that she was just about to make him suffer even more. Jim's gaze met hers and he felt his stomach lurch. Though she was in better shape than him, it still hurt him to see her bruised cheek and broken lip.
"Claire," he whispered.
"This better be important," Riley hissed. Tre'gok moved forward and whispered something in Riley's ear, causing the mans face to go from anger to shock. He pulled away and turned toward Claire, who tore her eyes away from Jim and landed on Riley. The man paused for a moment before standing in front of her and reaching his hand out to place a hand on her stomach, which was barely swollen. Claire flinched and tried to move away, but Tre'gok held her in place.
"How charming, you two never fail to surprise me. I never thought you two would get together, nor stay together. Now look at you," he said. Claire frowned when he took his hand away.
"Please don't…" she pleaded quietly. Riley turned around and walked up to Jim.
"Leave her out of this Riley," Jim hissed.
"Jim, Jim… you surprise me. I wasn't as surprised that you found a girl to stay with, we all do that eventually. I am surprise, however, to see how seriously you are taking it." Jim furrowed his eyebrows.
"What are you talking about?"
"Well, it's a big step, if you ask me," Riley said, a wicked smirk on his face. Jim furrowed his eyebrows, Had he found the ring? Had Claire heard him that night he told her he was going to marry her?
"I don't know what you're talking about," Jim said. Riley raised an eyebrow.
"You don't know?" he asked. Claire tried to move forward, but the Klingon held her back.
"Riley, stop! Please… just don't!" Claire cried. She was close to crying, she wanted to tell Jim, not have his rival tell him. Riley paused before a wide smile came to his lips and turned toward Jim.
"Don't tell me you didn't know your whore was carrying your bastard." Jim glared at him and was about to yell at him for calling Claire a wore, but stopped suddenly. Bastard? His gaze went straight to Claire, who had a few tears running down her face at this point. She looked toward Jim and her eyes were full of guilt and shame.
"Claire…" he whispered.
"I'm sorry," she replied. Riley walked up to Jim and grabbed him by his hair so he could look him in the eye.
"It's almost a wonder, isn't it? Finding out that you're soon to be a father?" Riley hissed, letting go of his hair and walking in between Jim and Claire. Jim felt a lot of things, wonder wasn't one of them at the moment.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked, using his captain's chair to support himself as he slowly rose to his feet. He completely ignored Riley's question as Claire bit her lip nervously.
"I was going to, but I just couldn't find the right time…" She told him, feeling more tears well up in her eyes.
"Is now the right time?" He asked, his tone harsh. Claire cringed, but shook her head.
"It doesn't matter now, does it?" She said quietly. Riley grabbed Claire by her arm, motioning for Tre'gok to let her go. The Klingon obeyed and took a step back.
"I will not have you two having this conversation with me standing right here," Riley spat. Claire closed her eyes, having no choice, but to follow as Riley dragged her across the room.
"This is between you and me, Riley. Using Claire makes you a crowd," Jim snarled as Riley threw Claire onto the ground next to him.
"You're so weak, Jim. So damn weak! But that's okay, because now the fun begins. Nuhir and Tre'gok, leave us," Riley ordered. His two men quickly left the room.
"How are you holding up?" Anna asked, kneeling next to Liam. Alex gave them a weak goofy smile, holding up his thumb.
"Fan-fucking-tastic," he told them. Liam looked down at the wound and sighed.
"The bandage that I made needs to be changed, but he's conscious. Obviously," he said, grabbing the makeshift bandage with one hand while the other ran a hand through Alex's short sweaty hair. Anna nodded.
"So what can we do? How's the wound itself?" She asked. Liam took his hand off Alex's hand and turned back to the wound, earning a groan of protest from Alex.
"Oh shush, I'm trying to help you," Liam said, inspecting the open chunk of skin.
"Don't you have pain meds or anything?" Alex asked warily. Liam shook his head and sighed.
"The wound needs to be flushed and stitched up quickly. We're risking infection every minute it goes untreated," Liam explained. Oliver watched from the corner and sat down next to the trio.
"I have something that might help," he informed them, reaching into his pocket. Liam raised an eyebrow.
"No offense, but I'm not sure giving Alex your meds would really help him," Liam said. Oliver chuckled.
"Oh no, I wouldn't give him those. Although, I did give them to my pet squirrel once. Eli died the next day," Oliver stated. Liam and Anna exchanged glances before turning back to Alex.
"That's great, Oliver. But what do you have?" Liam asked. Oliver finally found what he was looking forward and pulled it out.
"A pudding cup!"
Ryan took a deep breath as he continued to devise a plan out of his situation. He had two men in front of them, and knew Tre'gok was coming any minute. He took a deep breath and concentrated. He was still pretty beat, but If her focused, he could take care of these guys.
"Hey!" Ryan called. One man turned around and walked up to him in the cell.
"What?" he asked. When Ryan said nothing he moved closer.
"Hey, what did you call me over-" Before he could finish, Ryan kicked his gun out of his hand, causing the guy to cry out. He grabbed his phaser and shot the other guy in the chest before turning back to the gun in front of him and punching him in the face.
"I fucking hate rouge ships…" Ryan muttered. He quickly tore a piece of his shirt off and tied it around his hand. He went to run out of the cell but stopped when he heard someone walked down the halls and hid in the shadows.
"Why the hell would you do that? She was mine, I told you!"
"My loyalty is to my captain, not a washed up Romulan." A low growl was heard and Ryan tensed up.
"You know what… when this is over, you better watch your back. Because once Riley get's what he wants, he's not going to care what happens to you."
"Is that a threat, Nuhir?"
"Damn right it's a threat." Ryan heard them stop in front of his door.
"I suggest you patrol the Enterprise. I don't know how long you will be welcome on this ship." Ryan heard Nuhir let out a snarl and clenched his phaser. "Now excuse me, I have something to do." Ryan heard Nuhir walk away and slam a door, and waited for his own door to open. The moment it did, he pulled the trigger, but felt himself being pushed to the ground.
"You didn't think I could hear your breathing? You pathetic human!" Ryan felt hands clasp around his throat and began to struggle. He shifted his weight so he could elbow the Klingon in the face. Tre'gok grunted in pain, releasing his grip on Ryan's throat, who wasted no time in catching his breath. He dropped to the ground and knocked the Klingon's feet out from under him. He picked up his phaser off the ground and pointed it between the Klingon's shocked eyes. Finally, Ryan allowed himself to take in a deep shaky breath, the muscles in his throat sore.
"This pathetic human just got the upper hand, Tre'gok," Ryan said in a hoarse voice. Tre'gok merely glared up at the security officer.
"And what are you going to do? Kill me?" Ryan considered it for a moment, but shook his head as he smashed the phaser down on the Klingon's head. Tre'gok yelped in pain as the phaser sliced the side of his head. Ryan double checked that the phaser was on stun before smiling down at the bleeding Klingon.
"I'm better than that," he told him, firing at the man. Tre'gok yelled for a few seconds before blacking out. Ryan put the phaser away as he massaged his aching throat. Now he just had to find the rest of the crew.
Jim clenched his fists, felling his rage increase as Riley towered above him and Claire. If he didn't do something quick, neither of them would be making it out alive. Riley turn around and walked to a station, where Claire noticed a couple of weapons were sitting. She quickly sat up and helped him do the same. She noticed that his wrists were raw, probably from being bound.
"Jim, I'm-"
"Later," he told her, his voice coming off harsher than he meant. She nodded and looked back up when Riley walked back over to them.
"Look how cute you two are. It's almost disgusting," Riley said. Jim glared at him and tried to move in front of Claire, but stopped when Riley pulled out a phaser.
"Riley, please. I'm sorry for what I did, but don't involve Claire or my crew. I'm begging you," Jim said, flinching on his own words. Claire looked at her boyfriend, frowning at the fact he was resolved to begging. It was not the James T. Kirk she knew. He was desperate.
"Oh, but you see… this is much more fun." Before Jim could reply, Riley kicked him in the chest, causing him to fall to the ground and groan in pain. Claire gave a small gasp and went to help him up, but was stopped by Riley grabbing a hold of her uniform and pulling her up toward him. He then gave a swift kick to the mans side and took a step back, grabbing onto her arm and holding her close to him.
"Jim!" Claire cried, tears threatening to come to her eyes once more.
"Oh, your poor boyfriend was knocked down. And you're knocked up!" Riley began laughing and Claire had to resist the urge to roll her eyes.
"Damn it Riley," Jim muttered, spitting out some blood from his mouth. Jim stood up and went to lunge at Riley, but stopped when the phaser was suddenly turned toward Claire.
"Don't be so quick to jump, you don't know who you might be hurting," Riley said. Claire tried to struggle, but Riley took a hold of her bad shoulder and applied pressure, stopping her struggle immediately.
"Stop this, please," she whispered. Riley chuckled and shook his head.
"It's already too far gone, there is no going back," he replied. Jim frowned. All it took was on pull of the trigger and Claire was dead. He wouldn't let that happen.
"So what do you want from me, Riley? What? You want me to suffer? I am suffering… but not because of these wounds," Jim said, forcing himself onto his knees and looked up at Riley, who merely raised an eyebrow.
"You don't know the first thing about suffering!" Riley cried out, tightening his grip on Claire's shoulder. Jim winced at the look of pain on her face, but continued.
"Riley, your wife and baby died. But here you are, torturing me by hurting my girlfriend and possibly harming my child. You weren't tortured, they left quickly and painlessly. How is this fair to me?" Jim asked, trying to appeal to what was left of Riley's humanity. But the dark and evil look in Riley's eyes surprised Jim.
"No one ever said that life was fair, Jim. You of all people should know that," Riley snapped. Jim sighed and lowered his head, causing Riley to smile. But the smile was quickly erased as Jim bounced off from the heels of his feet, head butting Riley in his crotch. His lost his grip on Claire, who fell to the floor, as well as his phaser. Jim lunged for the phaser and grabbed it, ignoring the pain from all over his body. He went to point it at Riley but had it knocked out of his hands and had the force of Riley's body fell on top of him.
Claire picked herself from off the ground and turned toward the men, who were currently wrestling to get to the phaser, which was only a few feet away from her. She took a step forward to grab it, but stopped when a large dagger flew by her face and embedded itself in the back of one of the com chairs. She turned toward the door and resisted the urge to give a groan of annoyance when she saw Nuhir standing there.
"Going somewhere?" He asked, jumping toward her. She raised her fists and glared at him. Things were about to get ugly.
Ryan shot another man as he lunged toward him and stopped in front of the cell door.
"RYAN!" he heard someone call. He opened the door and was greeted by his girlfriend pulling him close and kissing him fully on the lips. He responded immediately but pulled away before they got carried away.
"We have to get back on the Enterprise," he told them.
"Do you have a plan?" Spock asked.
"Most of the crew has been released. We'll stick together until we get on our ship, then split into groups. The groups will go into certain parts of the ship and extinguish anyone in their path," he explained. Everyone exchanged looks.
"What about Jim and Claire?" Rupert asked. Ryan didn't reply, just looked down at the floor.
"I trust that Jim will keep her safe. When we get on board and the ship is ours again, I want Scotty to find them and beam them out of the ship, understood?" Ryan asked. A chorus of agreement rang out through the room.
"Alright, let's go," Anna said, ushering the Enterprise crew to follow them. They all took off running, though Ryan slowed his normal pace so that everyone could keep up with him.
"Spock, Anna, Sulu, Scotty, and McCoy will lead the groups once we get on board the Enterprise," Ryan instructed. McCoy snorted from behind him.
"Jesus Christ, Ryan. I'm a doctor, not a solider," he snapped. Ryan shrugged.
"You're one of the senior officers on this ship and I need you to lead a small portion of the crew," he ordered. McCoy stopped running and glared at Ryan.
"You're not our captain, boy. You're not even the first officer. Why should we listen to you?" He demanded. He realized that he was acting like a jerk, but he didn't like the idea of leaving Jim behind. Besides, who did Ryan think he was? More and more of the crew stopped, forcing Ryan to stop and turn to face them.
"In a time like this, you're really pulling the officer card?" He snapped. McCoy nodded.
"I'm not so sure if I like your plan. Jim is my best friend and I'm not going to leave my captain behind," McCoy countered. Before Ryan could answer, Spock stepped in between the two fighting men.
"I don't like it either, Dr. McCoy, but Ryan's plan seems to be the most logical. Jim is my friend as well, but we must sacrifice one to save many," Spock explained. McCoy was ready to deny the Vulcan's statement, but sighed. Spock did have a point.
"And hopefully, we won't be sacrificing Claire and Jim. I believe in them," Ryan added. Finally, McCoy nodded.
"Fine, let's go," he said, succumbing to the plan. Wordlessly, they continued their trek back to the Enterprise.
"Give it up Jim, you won't be able to beat me. I kicked your ass back in the academy, I'll kick your ass now!" Riley snapped, throwing a punch toward Jim. Jim moved back and rushed forward, trying to hit the man down. Riley moved to the side and caught Jim with his elbow, causing him to fall. He kicked the older mans legs out from under him and kicked him in the face. He rolled away from him and jumped to his feet, wincing a bit at the pain that went through his body. Riley jumped up as well and they both looked toward the phaser. Both men lunged for it, but it only caused it to slide further away. Instead, they began wrestling and trying to get the upper hand.
"Riley, you don't have to do this. Just stop this now and we can stop!" Jim said, trying to stop the mans hands from gripping his neck.
"I will see you dead! I have to see you dead, you, and your whore girlfriend!"
Claire quickly ducked out of the way of the dagger and turned around. She wasn't sure how it happened, but he had taken a hold of the dagger and already left a nasty cut on her arm.
"Scared?" he taunted. He went to cut her with the dagger but she moved and kicked it out of his hand.
"No, are you?" she hissed. He moved his fist forward, but she dodged it and kicked him in the stomach. He fell to the floor but grabbed her ankle, pulling her to the ground with him. He went to pin her to the ground, but she punched him in the crotch and went to grab the dagger, only to have him grab her by the skirt and pull her back.
"I will murder you!" he hissed. She pulled her knees up to her chest to keep distance between herself and him, glancing at the dagger that was not far from her. She reached for it, only to have him smack it away from her.
"Fuck…" she hissed. Nuhir laughed.
"You don't know the meaning of the word." Claire didn't respond, but instead kicked him in the face. Nuhir yelped, his hands going for his face, giving Claire a chance to jump to her feet and chase after the dagger. However, the kick didn't stop the Romulan for long, for he was up and grabbing her arms before she knew it.
"Let me go!" She cried out, trying to loosen his grip. Nuhir chuckled as he pulled her against him.
"You're a feisty little thing, aren't you? I can fix that," he spat, throwing her back down on the ground in the opposite direction of the dagger.
"The hell you will," she snapped, mimicking Jim's action from earlier and head butting the Romulan in his privates. Nuhir howled in pain as he fell to the floor, holding his manhood.
"You bitch!" he snapped. She smirked.
"You don't know the meaning of the word."
Ryan delivered a punch to a Romulans face and shot him in the face. He was on the Enterprise, and had one level to go before they were at the bridge.
"Ryan!" he turned around and saw Anna running toward him.
"Are you okay? I thought you were supposed to scope out sickbay?" he asked.
"I'm fine. McCoy finished his deck and went straight to sickbay. Once it was cleared he ordered half the group to look for Jim, and the other half to help out on other decks. I'm here to help you," she said. Ryan frowned.
"Anna, it's going to be dangerous, I'm headed for the bridge." She nodded and took his hand.
"Not without me you aren't. I'm not about to let you do this by yourself." He smiled and leaned down to kiss her deeply.
"I love you," he said. She smiled.
"I love you too."
"I need some gauze here, now!" Liam ordered. A few security officers nodded and tried to help the doctor out. Now that he was on the Enterprise, he was able to help Alex heal.
"Liam." Liam placed a hand on Alex's lips and frowned.
"Don't, you're going to be fine. You just got to give me a few minutes, okay?" Liam asked. Alex nodded and watched as some officers brought a crap load of supplies. Liam immediately began to treat the wound, but didn't have time to give Alex any pain killers.
"Ouch! God Damn!" Liam shot him a sympathetic look, but continued to work. Thankfully, it seemed like no internal organs were damaged too bad, all of them would heal on their own with a little help. Liam stuck the man with a hypo spray and stitched him up.
"Alright, I just need to finish this, wrap it, and you'll be fine," Liam said. Alex continued to take deep breaths as he felt the needle pierce his skin repeatedly.
"No internal damage?" Alex asked when Liam was finished.
"Not that I saw. We'll keep you on close watch, but I think you'll be fine." Alex nodded and looked up at the gay man.
"Liam… what I said in the cell… I meant it." Liam turned back to him and smiled.
"I know… I meant what I said as well." Alex smiled and pressed his lips together before speaking.
"So, does this mean?" he asked softly.
"I don't know. We'll talk later. As much as I hate to say it, I have patients to take care of. I'll be back." Alex nodded and laid back in the bed. Gosh, this was a mess.
"The security override is not working," Ryan said. Anna sighed as she looked at the roof of the lift.
"How are we supposed to get to the bridge now?" she asked. Ryan glanced up to the top as well.
"We could climb," he suggested. She frowned and thought it over.
"I guess… I guess we have no choice," she admitted. He nodded and looked at her.
"Alright, we climb to the bridge, bust in and shoot anyone up there." Anna nodded and watched as he opened a latch in the roof.
"You think Jim and Claire are up there?" she asked. Ryan sighed before turning toward her.
"I hope so."
Claire felt pain in her cheek as his hand crossed over her face for a second time. She had lost her concentration for a brief moment and let herself be hit. She fell into the wall but remained standing, only to have him grab her chin forcefully.
"Not so tough now, are you?" he hissed. She stomped on his foot, causing him to loosen his grip, and threw her to the side. She jumped up and ran toward the dagger, only to stumble on her own to feet and fall to her knees. A small yelp of pain escaped her lips and she immediately felt someone grab a hold of her hair and pull her back.
"Let me go!" she hissed. Nuhir kneeled down and guided her head toward Jim and Riley, who were currently in the middle of throwing fists.
"You're boyfriend is going to die, and then you will die. You and that pest growing inside of you." She felt her blood run cold and began to struggle once more. Nuhir pushed her onto the ground and smirked evilly. Claire looked over and saw the dagger merely inches away and went to grab it, only to have Nuhir kick it away and grab her wrist. His other hand grabbed her throat and his eyes bore into hers.
"Get ready to say goodbye." Claire moved her other hand around to try and grab something, anything. She felt her hand touch a cool metal, and she knew instantly that it was a phaser, she just needed to get a handle on it. The pressure on her neck increased and it was only a matter of time. She needed to get that phaser.
"Why the hell won't you just die!" Riley snapped, punching Jim in the face. Jim fell into his chair but kicked the man in the stomach. He needed to get Riley down, or kill him. He lunged forward and tried to pin the man down, but Riley just shoved him away and punched him in the side. Jim fell to the floor and looked over, his eyes resting on a large dagger. He went to grab it, only to have Riley step on his hand. Jim let out a painful scream and used his strength to move away as Riley picked up the dagger.
He barely got out of the way before the knife sliced a thin cut into his chest. It wasn't deep enough to seriously hurt him, but it was enough to cause a bit of pain. He immediately took the defensive and began to evade the man as he tried to stick the dagger into him. Riley soon became frustrated and lunged forward, trapping Jim between himself and the com.
"It's all over Jim, Nuhir will take care of your bitch, and I will take care of you. It's over!" Jim struggled to keep the dagger away from his chest.
"Riley," Jim hissed. He was going to try and reason with him one more time.
"Don't bother Jim. My only regret was not killing Claire in front of you. Making her cry out for mercy while I tortured her, and hearing you plead with me to spare her. Don't worry, Nuhir will make her death long and painful. Like I said, it's over!" Jim felt his blood boil and glared at him.
"The hell it is!" he snapped. He moved to the side and let Riley stick the dagger into the shut off computer. Jim grabbed the back of his head and slammed it into the hard surface. Riley went to grab a hold of the dagger but Jim beat him to it and stuck it deep into Riley's chest. Riley froze and his eyes went wide before looking down at the weapon now in his chest. Jim gave a heavy sigh and took a step back.
"I'm sorry… I had to," Jim said. Riley just looked at him before he fell to his knees and looked up.
"Jim…" he whispered. Jim frowned and felt his heart sink as he realized he had just killed one of his old friends.
"It's over…" Jim whispered. Riley looked down at the floor before looking up at the ceiling.
"Amy…" Riley stared at the ceiling for another moment before he fell to the side and became lifeless. Jim was about to give a sigh of relief when he realized Claire and Nuhir will still fighting. He turned around just in time to hear a phaser shoot through the room and his eyes searched the room for his girlfriend. His eyes locked on two figures, though he couldn't the front. The saw the Romulan man's back and Claire's legs. What he didn't see was who had the phaser. He was frozen in place as he realized the possibility that Claire might have been shot.
A second later, the Romulan fell to the side and Claire sat up, moving as far away from him as she could. Jim gave a huge sigh of relief and walked up to her. Claire stayed on the ground and looked up as Jim kneeled down beside her.
"Jim," she breathed. He cupped her face in his hands and looked down at her, his heart clenching as he met her eyes.
"You okay? You hurt?" she shook her head.
"I'm fine, I'm just bruised." Jim let out another sigh of relief and pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her and letting his face rest in her neck to take in her scent.
"Claire," he whispered. Claire felt tears fall down her cheeks and she pulled him tighter. He pulled away and placed a hand on her cheek. Words could not express how happy he was to see that she wasn't hurt, or better yet, not dead.
"Jim, I was so worried…" She told him, burying in her face in his chest. Jim winced slightly from his various injuries, but it was worth it just to hold her in his arms again.
"Shush, it's okay now. Everything is going to be okay," he soothed her. Claire relaxed in his arms as he gently lifted her chin so that she was looking into his relieved blue eyes. "For all three of us."
"Hey guys!" Claire never wanted to hurt her brother more so than she did in that moment.
"Ryan? Anna? I'm so glad you guys are okay," Jim said, not loosening his hold on Claire, but moving so he could see the two drop down from the ceiling. Ryan looked at the corpses on the ground.
"Well, you guys obviously don't need my help. Not that I ever doubted you guys, but still," he said, walking up to his sister and his captain. Anna just looked at the scene before her.
"This is such a nice place for your romantic moment," she stated, following Ryan. Jim held out his arms for the two to join him.
"Normally I'm not a hugging kind of person, but come here," he said. Claire smiled as she felt her brother and Anna join them.
"So today was pretty intense," she stated, after about a minute of their group hug. Ryan and Anna pulled away, his arm circling her shoulders and pulling her close as Jim did the same to Claire.
"Nothing that we couldn't handle," Ryan replied. Jim nodded and winced when Claire touched a certain part of his side.
"We better get to sickbay," she said. Jim felt the urge to cringe but stopped himself.
"Great, now I have to deal with Bones and the mass amount of hypo sprays."
"You won't have to worry about that. We are getting help from another Starfleet ship soon, so our doctors can have a break," Ryan said.
"Wow, you're really on top of this, aren't you Conaway?" Jim asked.
"All part of the job, sir."
SUPER NINJA REVIEW REPLY TIME! :D
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Jeck: Well thank you, we try. Then again, we're funny people by nature so it's not that hard.
Raxsah: That was interesting to write. Speaking from someone who has a little brother, I can't imagine switching places with my brother. It's just weird. Hahahahaaa.
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Raxsah: Evil? That's a little far. I'd prefer the term, really, really, really, really mean.
Jeck: Why thank you! I was born and raised by the devil, so I'm glad to see it's paying off.
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Jeck: Yeah, mean… evil… that would be us. Although this time, it was Raxsah's idea. So secretly, we're both evil. Not just me. lol
Raxsah: Thank you Jeck for putting this all on me. It was a joint decision. I said "Let's be mean," and she said "YES!" Hopefully this will make up for it.
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Raxsah: Though I do not condone addiction, I'm glad you like our story, and our rants. Jim is secretly is a dumb blonde. It's okay, we still love him. I think Riley got what he deserved, but that is just me. I can't imagine having to potty train your sibling in their body. I'd imagine it would be quite entertaining. Hahahahaaa.
Jeck: Now, now, don't blame all your problems on balls. I mean I do, but I'm a lesbian. We're kind of addicted to our story too… that's why we're writing a new one! :D I don't know… I'd probably open the box. Curiosity killed the Kat. Satisfaction brought it back. We thought the sibling switch was funny. I mean seriously, how awkward is that!
BTW- THANKS SO MUCH! My recovery wasn't too bad, but then again, I had Raxsah here to help me put my socks on! :D She's so fucking amazing, I'll have you guys know!
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Jeck: A villain is a villain in my opinion. I mean, even if you're not completely evil, you're still doing bad things. Oh well. Yeah, Liam and Alex are a special kind of people. But we all know they're meant to be! And thank you for the tip, I'll keep that in mind. :D PRETTY FIREWORKS! WEEEEEEE! Yeah, bye-bye trader. Traitor. Whatever. Lol I'm glad you like to quote us. It's good to know that we write quoting worthy things. Well, this was kind of brought on by one of those kind of questions, "What would you do if you could be a boy for a day?" Except instead of just any boy, you're your brother. FUN TIMES! We have a bunch of those priceless moments. Yeah, poor Rupert. We kind of start neglecting him towards the end. Tell me know, didn't you want to know what was in the box? Best way to do that is OPEN 'ER UP! YAY FOR PUDDING AND ZOMBIE SEX FACE!
Raxsah: Riley is Voldemort? Wow… that's a first. I'm not one for killing two babies in one story. Liam and Alex are those people that will be together no matter what, regardless of the bullshit that happens. We make a lot of shit blow up. Just like that. "It go Boom!" as my cousin would say. I dedicate that couple of lines to my mother, who uses the monkey line constantly. Just for the record, I have never seen a monkey fall out of a tree. I think in a normal situation, Ryan would be majorly pissed, but those damn hormones took over and shit happens. Jim now knows! Probably not the best way in the world to find out that you're going to be a father, but… oh well. Shit happens. Hope you liked this chapter. We'll start working on your side story as soon as we can. Kay?
Raxsah: One down, one more to go. Can you believe it?
Jeck: I cannot. It's really sad to know it's almost over. But we had a good run, I think.
Raxsah: Yeah, it was fun. But now we must move on and enjoy what we've had. Though we may be done writing them, they shall never die.
Jeck: And we got a side story to follow this one. And our new story too! HUZZAH! :D
Raxsah: Yay! With more hot and steam sex in a bush… wait… no, that's what I meant.
Jeck: I thought it was in a van? Wasn't there sex in a van in there somewhere? Oh wait… WE HAVEN'T WRITTEN THAT PART YET! XP
Raxsah: I shall work on it. True to her word, Jeck has gotten me writing like a slut. XD Good thing I didn't put money on that shit.
Jeck: I'm the bad influence half. Less so since Raxsah has got me writing like a romantic though. Go figure. Reversal of the roles.
Raxsah: That seems to be happening a lot recently. O.o maybe it's Karma. Oh well. Though this may seem like the end, it's not. One more chapter, then it really is the end. So review now before it is too late!
Jeck: Well, one more chapter plus the epilogue. Which might end of being a couple of chapters since it's as long as three of our longest chapters.
Raxsah: We couldn't let it go, it was too hard. Anyway, until next week, and the weeks after that. Cherish it while you can!
Jeck: Yeah, really. What are you going to do when it's over? You might want to start preparing now. Rehab… drugs… sex… violence… now is time to get that stuff straightened out.
Raxsah: Again, we are not responsible with withdrawal symptoms. Please don't hurt us. Till later peeps!
Jeck: ZOMBIE ORGASM FACE!