No one had time to react to the pieces of the other Starfleet ships that now were scattered in space.

"Emergency evasive!" Sulu quickly followed orders, maneuvering the ship around as much of the debris as possible.

"Damage report?"

"Reflective shields are holding," Jasmine shouted over the many voices echoing other reports. Jim was holding on to the station beside her.

"Starboard 90 degrees, drop us underneath it Sulu."

A large piece of one of the destroyed ships were right in front of them. The Enterprise did a nose dive, many who were sitting held onto their seats, but others like Jim and Jasmine had to use their strength not to be flung forward. A loud sound echoed around them as a part of the ship slip against the debris. A large ship came into view, the size was unbelievable and menacing

. "Captain they are locking torpedoes," Spock turned to Pike.

"Divert accelerating power, report to cells for forward shields."

Marie watched the torpedoes soar toward them. She had never been on a Starfleet ship before and even then the simulators couldn't prepare one for this kind of feeling. The jolt of the torpedo slamming into the ship caused Marie to crash against her computers. She knew she would have a bruise on her side later.

"Sir deck seven has been hit," Jasmine pulled herself from Jim's arms. She didn't know when he wrapped his arms around her to save her from being flung around, but she knew she'd have to thank him later. "Shields at 32%. Their weapons are too powerful, we can't afford to take another hit like that."

"Give me Starfleet Command," Pike ordered.

"The Romulan ship has lowered some kind of high energy pulse devise into the Vulcan atmosphere," Spock replied in a neutral voice. "It's signal appears to be blocking all communicating and transporting abilities." His eyes glanced over to Jasmine, her own showing concern and frustration.

"All power to forward shields. Prepare to fire all weapons."

"Aye, sir." Jasmine pressed her screen quickly.

Marie was so focused on what was happening that she almost missed the beeping on her monitor. Scanning over the screen she stood up, "Captain we are being hailed."

Everyone turned the main screen, a middle aged Romulan man stared back at them. He was bald and tattoos were noticeable across his face, typical for any Romulan. "Hello." It was strange how casual his voice came out.

"I am Captain Christopher Pike, to who am I speaking?"

The man nodded to Pike, "Hi Christopher, I'm Nero."

Jasmine was not getting a good feeling from this man, why would one who had done so much act so calm.

"You've declared was against the federation. Withdraw, I agree to arrange a conference with Romulan leadership at a neutral location."

Nero quickly cut Pike off," I do not speak for the empire, we stand apart. As does your Vulcan crew member, isn't that right, Spock?"

A frown formed on Spock's face before he slowly stood up. Marie looked as confused as Jasmine did, who was this person and how did he know Spock? "Pardon me, I do not believe you and I are acquainted."

"No we're not, not yet. Spock there is something I would like you to see." There was a hidden meaning behind those words, a meaning that Jasmine didn't like. "Captain Pike, your transporter has been disabled. As you can see by the rest of your Armanda you don't have a choice. You will man a shuttle and come aboard the Narada for negotiations. That is all." Nero closed the transmission, leaving the bridge in silence.

Jasmine watched as Pike sat there sorting out every other option. As he stood up Jim stepped forward, "He'll kill you; you know that."

"Your survival is unlikely, " Spock followed suit.

Pikes eyes glanced around before landing on Jasmine. "Captain we gain nothing by diplomacy. Going over to that ship is a mistake." Although her words were steady, her eyes showed her worry for him. Over the years Pike had become a father figure to her, a man she respected and admired. Spock stepped closer to Jasmine but still keeping a decent distance.

"I too agree. You should re-think your strategy."

"I understand that. I need officers who are trained in advanced hand to hand combat," Pike quickly ordered.

Sulu raised his hand, "I have training sir."

Pike motioned for him, "Come with us. Kirk you too, you're not supposed to be here anyway." Both of the girl's eyes widened looking at Jim. He looked at his sister and gave her a nod, then glanced quickly at Marie before the men left the bridge.

"What the-?" Jasmine slammed her hand against her station.

Marie walked up to her, "He can't really be going through with this?"

"Of course he is. He'll do anything to protect his crew." Jasmine looked around feeling helpless.

"What is he going to have Jim and the others do?" Sure Marie and Jim had this complicated relationship but that didn't mean she wouldn't worry about him.

"If I had to suggest a strategy, it would be to have them space jump from the shuttle down onto that needle and disable it."

Jasmine felt a hand rub her shoulder, she glanced at Marie who was giving her a soft smile. "They are both going to be fine."

The girls were only speaking for a moment longer before Spock walked swiftly onto the bridge. Marie gave Jasmine one more look before going back to her station. Jasmine walked up to Spock just as he reached the captains chair.

"Commander, may I inquire on what Captain Pike's orders were?"

Spock straightened as he faced her, "Captain Pike has decided to follow Nero's orders. In the process he will have Cadet Kirk, Cadet Sulu and Engineer Olson space jump onto the device and disable it. We will then contact Starfleet when our communications are up." The Vulcan watched the crease form between the woman's brows, he had seen this gesture before when she tried to hide what she really felt.

"I understand Commander."

He watched as she turned and went back to her station, trying to find things to keep her mind busy. "One other thing, Lieutenant Commander." Jasmine's eyes looked up to focus on his eyes. "I have assumed position as Captain." He watched as an emotion crossed her face though he couldn't figure out what it was.

"Then I am honored to be under your command, Captain." Spock nodded to her before sitting down, the sound of how she said captain pleasing him greatly.

Focusing back to the situation at hand Spock pressed his intercom for Medical bay. "Dr. Purée Report." There was a brief pause when a voice that was not the doctors came on.

"It's McCoy. Dr. Purée was on deck 7. He's dead."

"Then you have just inherited his responsibility as Chief Medical Officer."

Marie and Jasmine had to hold back a laugh with McCoy's next response. "Yeah, tell me something I don't know."

"Sir, the team is about ready to drop," Chekov reported.

Marie felt nervous once she heard that. Sure in the academy they train everyone for many different situations but space jumping just freaked her out. Jasmine didn't look stressed at the fact that her brother was about to do a very dangerous thing but Marie knew Jasmine couldn't let her emotions compromise her officer status.

"Evade team is entering the atmosphere, 20 thousand meters," Chekov spoke up.

Slowly they watched on the monitors as the three men descended rapidly toward the platform. The com clicked and Jim's voice came on.

"Kirk to Enterprise. Distance to platform, 5 thousand meters." Jasmine was watching the screen closely; the only thoughts running through her mind was for Jim not to do anything stupid.

"4500 meters." Chekov reported.

"3000 meters." Jim's voice announced.

"Pulling shoot," Sulu's voice echoed over theirs.

Then everyone's voices started to fight over the others as they tried to get Olsen to pull his shoot. It all went so fast Olsen pulling his shoot at the last few meters, the wind pulling him down across the platform then getting swept underneath the drill.

"Olsen is gone sir."

Fear rolled down the girls spine, what if Jim-. "Kirk has landed sir." Jasmine let out loud breath she didn't even realize she had been holding; Marie slightly collapsed against her station in relief.

It didn't take long for the drill to be disabled, although they did have to dispose of a few Romulans in the process.

"The jamming signal is gone. Transporting abilities are re-established." Marie announced, quickly connecting to the communications.

"Transport control is re-engaged sir," Chekov followed.

"Chekov run the gravitational sensors, I want to know what they are doing to the planet," Spock ordered.

"Aye Commander-Captain. Sorry Captain." Chekov's little mess up made Jasmine smile. He was always trying to get things perfect, so it was adorable when he didn't.

The con beeped again, "Kirk to Enterprise. They just launched something at the planet and into the hole they just drilled."

"What the hell was that?" Jasmine frowned quickly trying to register the device.

"Does anyone copy?"

Rolling her eyes Jasmine responded, "Yes we copy Jim, now shut up. Chekov what's the reading on the gravitational sensors?"

"They are off the scale, ma'am. If my calculations are correct, they are creating a single entity." Pausing he slowly turned around to look at Spock, "That will consume the whole planet."

Spock sat for a moment trying to register what that meant. "They are creating a black hole in the center of Vulcan?"

Jasmines mouth dropped lightly, "Oh god."

"How long does the planet have?" Spock asked.

Chekov's faced saddened, "Minutes sir, minutes."