Chapter 1

"Emmy? Is something wrong?"

The first person to answer Emmy's call was her stepfather, Victor. Despite the fact that Emmy's mother, Helene, still maintained a platonic relationship with Emmy's father, Idris, she ended up finding genuine romance with a man named Victor Callahan. Which, in the end, made Emmy the big sister of four brothers and one sister.

"Is Mom home?" Emmy exclaimed, nearly bouncing where she stood. She was still trying to understand how she managed to land a job helping build the Enterprise.

"Yeah," Victor said slowly, looking at his stepdaughter hesitantly. "Seriously, Em, is there something wrong?"

"Just get her, I'll explain it then." Once Victor was out of the shot, Emmy bit her bottom lip to suppress the dopey grin that wanted to spread across her face. By the time Victor and her mother came back, there were questions spewing out before Emmy could even open her mouth.

"Honey, what's wrong?" Helene cried. "Victor said you have something to tell us? Did something go wrong at the interview? What is it?"

"That's what I'm here about." Emmy smiled. "I got the job!"

Victor and Helene didn't say anything for a minute, just stared at Emmy for a moment.

"You got the job?" Helene asked. Emmy nodded. Helene's face paled for a split second before lighting up, grabbing Victor's arm and shaking him. "You got the job! Wait until the others hear about this!"

Emmy laughed. "You guys thought I wouldn't even get the job," she exclaimed.

"Well you did something right," Victor said, a proud smile on his face. "Congratulations, Em."

"Where's everyone else, though?" Emmy asked, her brows furrowing.

"My parents'," Victor said. "They got out of school a little early today."

Emmy nodded. While she got along with Victor fairly well, her stepgrandparents were a different story. Victor's parents, Therese and Mickey, didn't really share the special kind of grandparent-like bond with Emmy as they did with her half siblings. Therese was very open with her disdain with Emmy being only half human and Mickey was just a bitter old man to those he didn't really care for—Emmy being one of those people.

Helene's family, on the other hand, could really care less about who Helene ended up with, they treated everyone equally, unless they had a valid reason to not like someone. That was the main thing that separated Helene's family from Victor's. Victor's family was more on humans being with humans, none of the whole humans being with aliens stuff that was so common in their day and age. Helene's family would say that as long as whoever you're with makes you happy, it shouldn't be an issue on what they are.

"Once they're home call me," Emmy exclaimed. "This is important!"

"You're damn right it's important," Helene said firmly. "But you're coming over tonight to tell them yourself."

"But I just got home," she whined.

"And?" Helene crossed her arms over her chest. "If you're this excited to tell everyone, you should be here to tell it."

Emmy's eyes narrowed. She wasn't really upset at the suggestion her mother made, only a little irritated. Her family lived in the next town over, which was about an hour and a half drive if the traffic was feeling merciful.

"Mom, a call isn't going to hurt anybody," Emmy said drily. "Besides, I'm not up to dealing with traffic."

Helene sighed, looking at Victor, almost pleading for him to say something. Helene had her stubborn moments—everyone who knew her would agree—but there were moments where even she knew when to stop.

"If she doesn't want to come over, we can't force her," Victor said. He turned and looked at Emmy. "We'll call you once everyone's home, OK?"

"Thanks, Vic."

After they hung up, Emmy sat down and let out a sigh.

You're going to be helping build the Enterprise, she thought. A wave of disbelief swirled inside of her. I don't even know how this happened, but I'm going to be doing something huge! Emmy swallowed thickly. She'd always been confident in her abilities, and she always would be confident in her abilities, but when she really took the time to process what happened, she felt a string of fear and anxiety inside her. What if she didn't do as well as she hoped? What if she missed something and ruined the whole production? She'd be fired on the spot.

How good would it be to put something like that on a resume? She chewed on her bottom lip. 'Fired from the Federation for destroying their newest form of Space travel'? Good luck with that. Sharply shaking her head, Emmy tried dismissing the thoughts. She was going to stay positive and do her best to ensure everything went smoothly. Besides, how hard could it be?

Author's Note:

Sorry for the short, possibly poorly-written, chapter. I've been having a long week of finals and trying to finish up this quarter at school and it's been mayhem. Anywho, here's the second chapter of the story, please tell me what you think. This is my first Trek story, so if you've got the patience to help me through it, I'd appreciate it greatly.

I own nothing in the ST universe, all I own are my characters and the air conditioning in my home.

Like I mentioned before, if you could help me through this story, I would love you for it! I'm a fan of the ST franchise, but it's something I can guarantee I won't get everything right. If you can correct me on any little mistakes I make, I'll try and fix it as quickly as I can. I'd also appreciate it if you could help me with the characters. I don't want to find out further down the line of this story I've been writing them incorrectly this entire time.

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Susan Strong