Hahaa, well, I hope everyone had a fantastic Christmas, or whatever. Mine was fantastic, and it's still not over. My mom's side of the family is comin' over tomorrow and Sunday. w00t! :D
Enjoy! :D
Just T'Pel.
"Have you confirmed that Nero is headed for Earth?" asked Spock, pacing the bridge.
"Their trajectory suggests no other destination, Captain." Uhura replied from the communications station.
"Thank you, Lieutenant."
"Earth may be his next stop," said Jim, sitting in the captain's chair. "But we have to assume every Federation planet's a target."
"Out of the chair."
Jim stood, glancing at T'Pel where she stood close to Pavel at his navigator's station, and rolled his eyes. He smiled and winked at her, walking by her as she giggled, covering her mouth. Pavel smiled up at her.
"Well, if the Federation is a target, why didn't they destroy us?" she asked, whipping the smile from her face.
"Why would they?" said Sulu. "Why waste a weapon? We obviously weren't a threat."
"That is not it." Said Spock. "He said he wanted me to see something, the destruction of my home planet."
"How in the hell did they do that, by the way?" Bones stepped in. "I mean, where did the Romulans get that kind of weaponry?"
"The engineering comprehension necessary to artificially create a black hole may suggest an answer. Such technology could theoretically be manipulated to create a tunnel through space-time."
"Damn it, man, I'm a doctor, not a physicist. Are you actually suggesting they're from the future?"
"If you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth."
"How poetic."
"Then what would an angry future Romulan want with Captain Pike?" asked Kirk.
"As Captain, he does know details of Starfleet's defenses." Said Sulu.
"What we need to do is catch up to that ship, disable it, take it over and get Pike back."
"We are technologically outmatched in every way." Said Spock. "A rescue attempt would be illogical."
"Nero's ship would have to drop out of warp for us to overtake them." Said Chekov.
"Then what about assigning engineering crews to try and boost our warp yield?" asked Kirk, trying to brainstorm.
"My remaining engineers are repairing radiation leaks on the lower decks, Jim." T'Pel said in a disappointing tone.
"Okay-"
Spock cut him off. "And damage to subspace communications, without which-"
"All right! There's got to be some way-"
"We cannot contact Starfleet."
T'Pel stretched her thumb and forefinger to massage each of her temples and sighed. "Here they go again."
"Are you going to try and stop them?" asked Pavel.
She put a hand on her hip and leaned on the navigation board. "Mmm, no." she said cheerfully.
He laughed and smiled up at her before turning back to his work, shaking his head. She smiled at his back and turned back to the argument.
"-it'll be too late." Kirk was saying. "But you say he's from the future, knows what's gonna happen? Then the logical thing is to be unpredictable."
"You're assuming that Nero knows how events are predicted to unfold." Said Spock, calm as ever. "The contrary, Nero's very presence has altered the flow of history, beginning with the attack on the U.S.S. Kelvin, culminating in the events of today, thereby creating an entire new chain of incidents that cannot be anticipated by either party."
"An alternate reality." Said T'Pel.
"Precisely. Whatever our lives might have been, if the time continuum was disrupted, our destinies have changed. Mr. Sulu, plot a course for the Laurentian System, warp factor 3."
"Spock, don't do that." Said Kirk. "Running back to the rest of the fleet for a confab is a massive waste of time."
"These are orders issued by Captain Pike when he left the ship."
"He also ordered us to go back and get him. Spock, you are the Captain now. You have to make-"
"I am aware of my responsibilities, Mr. Kirk."
"Every second we waste, Nero's getting closer to his next target."
"That is correct, and why I'm instructing you to accept the fact that I alone am in command."
"I will not allow us to go backwards away from the problem-"
"Jim, he's the captain!" Said McCoy.
"-instead of hunting Nero down!"
"Jim!" T'Pel was astounded at his outburst and grabbed a hold of his arm.
"Not now, T'Pel." He snapped and pulled his arm from her.
"Jim!" McCoy was appalled. Not once had he ever done any kind of violent gesture of any kind towards T'Pel.
"Security, escort him out." Spock ordered.
T'Pel cringed away with a glare on her face as to men in red shirts began to escort him out of the bridge, but they didn't get him far. He attacked the men and when more came, he pushed them all away.
"Enough, Jim!" McCoy was getting fed up.
"Jim!" T'Pel started for him, but her red uniform confused him and attacked her, thinking she was security. He picked her up and all but tossed her across the bridge. She slid across the hard floor and hit the wall with a thud.
"T'Pel!" Pavel and McCoy ran to her as she stood up and gasped for a breath, holding her torso.
"Are you hurt?" McCoy had his kit with him.
She felt around her waist like the medic she was and winced when she came to her lower ribs and hip bone. "I think it's just bruising. In the left false ribs and a few of the lower true ribs. And a smile bit of the lilac crest and greater trochanter."
McCoy checked it over with his tricorder sensor. "You're dead on, T'Pel. There's nothing we can do right away, so here." He gave her a shot of terakine.
"Thanks." She said trying to stand, and almost falling back on her butt if not for Bones and Pavel holding her up. She looked up to see Spock use the Vulcan nerve pinch on Jim and he fell to the ground.
"Get him off this ship." He said.
T'Pel didn't look away, but crumbled into Pavel's chest as they drug her best friend away. No tears, not one. Bones rubbed her back and sighed.
Kind of short, but the next chapter should be a nice, long one. :]
Cally
PS-I know this has nothing to do with star trek, but I recently found my old Aladdin cd from when I was like 7, and im listening to it at the moment, and it's just really exciting. You probably don't care, but I was excited. :]
That is all! :]