Every Year Call parked outside the Iowa Shipping Side Bar, and it was called the Shipping Side Bar too, becuase its usual patrons were the Dock Crew.
On this week, every year though since they started building the Enterprise, the new recruits came in from out of state to catch the only shuttle that would take them to Star Fleet. Most people would tell you it made no since to only have one shuttle, but these were the people that Call silently laughed at. Obviously it wasn't just 'one' shuttle, it was probably a little more like ten, depending on how many recruits they got, and how many were returning from summer breaks.
What it was though, was that the only Shipping Dock that would take you directly to Star Fleet's Ship Yard, and not the one that was about thirty miles away from them. It was the Goverments way of saving money, teaching pilots, and making sure the new recruits didn't get lost, plus the late comers had to go through MEPS, get their uniforms and Protocol book, and their assighned area tracks-which they could switch, along with choosing extra courses from other tracks.
Any moment now though, James Tiberious Kirk would come strolling from some direction and enter that bar. Ahhh, she sighed, her comm unit giving a quick snap, there he was right on time. Riding his old bike to, or her old bike actually, after they decomissioned that model and the Unit had got brand new bikes she had given hers to Jim, thinking maybe he would enjoy it.
He gave it a new paint job, but had left her call sighn on the side tail. "It'll be safe, even when I accidentally leave my key in the ignition!" he had said. He made it a point to always leave the keys too. Everyone in the small Iowa town knew who she was, and they respected her, even the ones who strayed to far on the wrong side every no and agian.
He did it every year, what he didn't do every year was pick a serious fight that Call had to clean up.
In fact it left her fuming. Everything had been going fine, she had waved at a passing captian he had nodded at her with a smile, and then all those red uniformed cadets had come streaming out of the building. Some had stayed and looked ready to get reprimended, the smart ones had scrammed and pulled their reluctant friends with them.
She entered the bar.
"Are you proud to be the only genious level repeat offender in the west?" It was the Captain and he was talking to Kirk like he knew him.
Call had always figured that they had made the Shipping Yard the main Star Fleet dock, so that they could wrangle in more starry eyed kids wanting something cool and awesome, and what better way then by making them see the Star Fleet Flagship being built on Earth (when it could have been built in space or even at Star Fleet). Another part of her thought they did it to honor George Kirk and convince his son to join. But looking at this Captain, listening to him talk...His presence reminded her of Ripley.