And now, the real story begins...
200 years later: Reaper as McCoy
Jim walked into sickbay with a grin, making Bones glare at him for the second time that day. Jim ignored it and sat down on a bed, trying to get in the way. He finally jumped down with his hands up when Bones waved a hypo at him.
"Sorry, sorry! Geez, you're worked up today. You do this every year on about this day. Any chance of you telling me why?"
"What do you want Jim? And don't say you're just here to see me."
"Why not? I could be."
"Get out." Jim laughed.
"Okay, you got me. I was going to tell you about some orders that just came in. We're going to check out this old facility called Olduvai. Apparently there had been some hazard like 200 hundred years ago and they think it should be clear now. We're supposed to make sure it's safe and retrieve any data we can. It was a science facility after all. We should get there tomorrow morning, so get some sleep!" Bones stopped moving and stared at Jim for a while until Jim put a hand on his shoulder. "You all right Bones? Need to sit down or something?" Bones shook Jim off and went to his office, grabbing some brandy on the way. Jim called after him but Bones waved him off and took a drink, knowing Jim would leave him alone.
He sighed and looked down at the bottle, reminding himself that after 200 hundred years everything had to be dead. The data was probably gone by now too. He shook his head and downed the rest of the bottle before heading back to his quarters.
The next morning he woke up to Jim walking in. He groaned and turned back over, throwing a pillow at him in the process. Jim laughed and sat on the bed.
"Don't be like that Bones! Get up, come on! We're going to Olduvai today!" Bones bit his lip as he made sure to not throw him off the bed.
"Get out Jim. I'm getting up." Jim jumped up and grabbed Bones arm to help him up. Bones just pulled him down onto the bed, shoving him over as he got up.
"No need to be mean Bones. I was just letting you know we're beaming down in 30 minutes." Bones grunted and went to shower.
"I'm not going anywhere without eating first."
Bones met Jim, Spock, and four redshirts in the transporter room. He double checked to make sure he had all his gear, including the knife hidden away, before bothering to join them up there. Jim clapped him on the shoulder and Scotty made sure they were ready before beaming them down to the dig outside of the facility.
"Sorry Cap'n, but I can't beam you into the building. You'll have to get in on your own."
"Thanks Scotty, just keep a fix on us."
"Can't if you go in that building Cap'n. I might be able to communicate with you, but that'd be it."
"All right Scotty. We'll come back here when we're ready to beam out."
"Aye Cap'n. Scotty out." Jim flipped the communicator closed and turned to everyone.
"Everyone ready? We should fan out and search the facility." They heard something fall behind them and everyone turned to see a girl that looked starved, and a bit crazy. She walked slowly up to them until she was close enough to touch them. She poked Jim a couple times before turning to stare at Spock for a minute. Finally she jabbed him quick on his arm. Spock didn't move except to flinch minutely.
"Is there a reason that you struck me?" She blinked and swept a look over them again.
"How odd… You're real…" She paused for a moment, "Guess you should come inside then. I can get you some… tea." She walked past them and into the building, looking back only long enough to make sure they were following her.
"Well… come on, we might as well. I mean, if there are people living here…" Bones grabbed his arm.
"I don't think there's anyone other than her here Jim." Bones walked past him almost in a state of shock, the rest following. They followed her to what used to be the armory. It looked like everything had been torn out and then reshaped to suit other needs. Scythe had grabbed three earthen cups and four earthen bowls, apparently collected from the dig outside. She finally set out a military issued cup as well before wandering off and pulling water from a hole. She hung the bucket over a fire pit and started to try and make a fire. Jim went up to help her, but startled her and was thrown back. She waited until the water was hot and was pouring it before she looked at them again.
"Sorry, sorry. You shouldn't sneak up like that… Not here… It'll get you killed. And no wandering off." She put some leaves in the cups, ending with a few mint leaves from the only growing thing there, into five of the dishes. Something that looked like coffee grounds went into the two other earthen dishes, and finally just mint leaves into her own. She gestured towards them. "Pick one each. It's safe. Hungry? I have jerky… and jerky… and a carrot… She started to hand out a piece of jerky each, stopping when Spock told her he was a vegetarian. She shrugged and handed him the carrot. Jim looked at the jerky curiously.
"What is this?"
"Jerky."
"Yeah I know that, but what's it made of?" She smiled.
"Meat… Of questionable origin. Eat it… It's safe." Everyone looked at the jerky and set it down instead. She shrugged, "Why are you here?"
"We were ordered to make sure this place was safe and to retrieve any data still here." Scythe dropped her cup.
"You're here to retrieve the data?"
"Yep. You know where it is?" She scowled.
"This place isn't safe. You should leave." Jim set his cup down.
"What do you mean? It can't be that bad if you're living here. By the way, are there any other people here?" She shook her head.
"Used to be… He's not really a person now… But you should leave. You have to leave… Now!" She rounded on them, trying to push them out, but they wouldn't go and she couldn't get them all.
"Why do we have to leave? It can't be that dangerous and we have to retrieve the data." She stopped and looked at him, slowly pulling out a knife.
"No… You can't have it… You can't take the data back to them! I'll… I'll have to kill you." Jim barely managed to avoid getting skewered, but she had the knife against his throat an instant later. "I'm sorry." Bones and Spock were the first to grab her and drag her away from Jim before she could kill him.
"Spock, Bones, wait! Leave her alone!" He went and knelt next to her after the knife was taken away. "Hey, I know there has to be a good reason for you to want us gone, and it apparently has to do with this data. Can you tell me what that reason is?" They heard a crash down the hall and Scythe twitched, grabbing Jim's arm.
"You must leave. No data, but alive if you leave now. Please… just go…" Jim shook his head.
"No. I want to know what's going on here." Another crash, closer now. Scythe shoved him away and stood.
"You have no time! You must leave now!" She tried to grab her knife back but Spock kept it away. "Give it back! We'll all die!"
"We can help you. Come on, just tell us what to do."
"Leave! This is my fight. My life... Give it back…" Jim sighed and looked at Spock.
"Give her the knife Spock, and everyone have your phasers ready." Spock reluctantly handed over the knife. As soon as she had it she shoved them all down and grabbed another from the floor before throwing herself through the door and tackling the monster as it tried to get in. Jim's eyes widened and he grabbed his phaser, trying to aim so as to not hit Scythe. Bones was watching the battle, trying to figure out who the monster was when Scythe was thrown away and it headed towards them. Two of the redshirts tried to rush it, instantly getting killed and thrown aside. Bones saw one get bit and groaned internally. Everyone started firing their phasers to no avail. Once the monster got too close and was about to hit Jim, Bones threw his knife, catching it between the eyes and making it stagger back enough for Scythe to leap on it again. Bones immediately went to Jim to make sure he was okay. Jim just pushed him away.
"We have to help her! Look at that thing, it'll kill her!" Bones held him down.
"And just what do you think you can do? The phasers won't work on it, and she obviously knew it was coming and was ready to fight it. She might have fought it before. Listen to me Jim, we'll probably only get in the way. The best we can do is get behind the table." Jim shook his head.
"I can't do that Bones. I have to help somehow. Hold on… Did you throw a knife at it?"
"Yeah. Had to get it away somehow." Jim nodded.
"Okay, then we just have to find other things we can throw." Bones groaned.
"And hopefully not hit her, right?"
"You didn't."
"She wasn't on it when I threw the knife. Damn it Jim! Just get behind the table! Spock, help me with him."
"If the Captain does not wish to move-"
"Oh shut up!" Bones looked up for a second before grabbing Jim and hauling him behind the table just as Scythe crashed into their spot.
"I can distract him. Get him out of the way. Run past and down the hall. Back the way you came… Leave…"
"No. We're not going to-" One of the redshirts screamed as he was attacked, the monster's tongue latching onto his neck. Jim and Bones got to him right after the tongue slipped off. Bones checked him over.
"Jim… He's not going to survive." They looked back in time to see Scythe launch herself at it again, tackling it and getting in a few thrusts of her knife. She managed to cut off a small chunk of its arm before it retreated. She turned back to them.
"Short fight… Everyone okay? Other than the one dead, two infected, and one apparently missing?" She went over to the two that were bit.
"What do you mean infected? We have three dead, and Sean is missing… What was that thing?" She shrugged and stabbed both men in the head before turning back to them.
"An old friend. Sarge… Well… an infected and mutated Sarge…" Jim stared at her.
"What do you mean by infected?" She didn't answer them right away, instead checking over her bloodied arm.
"… You should leave… Before I have to kill you… You can't take the data back…"
"I want to see this data." He held up a hand before she could protest. "I might not take it, but I want to know why." She watched him for a bit before walking away.
"Follow." Jim looked at Bones and Spock with a shrug and followed after her.
"Hey… I never found out your name." She didn't answer so he tried again. "What is your name?" She spared him a glance.
"My name… Codename… Scythe."
"Codename? What about your actual name?" She glanced down the hall before turning to him, grabbing him by the front of the shirt.
"Shut up. Every time you open your mouth you give away our position." Jim nodded and she let him go. Jim looked at Bones.
"She's a bit on edge, isn't she?" He jumped when a knife lodged itself into the wall next to his head. He looked shakily back at Scythe as she turned back to the hall. Bones shook his head and grabbed both Jim and the knife as he followed. Jim made sure to not make another sound until they all filed into what almost looked like an old fashioned sickbay and the door was closed behind them. Scythe pointed to a hole in the floor with what looked like dried blood around it.
"I would avoid that if I were you." They all gave it a wide berth, even though she walked right next to it. She led them to a computer and picked up some data disks, showing them to Jim. "This is what you were sent here for." She put one in, "This is why I can't let you have it." They watched as C-24 was injected and began to take effect. Bones steeled himself while he watched it, remembering Sam sitting there and Sarge next to him. He looked at Jim, relieved when he saw the horror on his face. Scythe took the disk out and handed them to Jim. "There you go. Your precious data." They watched as Jim turned it over in his hands before dropping it.
"I don't see any data. All I see is an unstable facility." Spock raised a brow.
"Captain? You have just dropped the data." Jim kicked it away.
"Spock. There's no data here. The facility is unstable and dangerous. That's what we're going to tell Starfleet, okay?" Spock waited a beat before nodding once.
"Yes Captain." Jim grinned and turned back to Scythe, who had a puzzled look on her face.
"You… aren't taking the data?"
"Nope. I want to get rid of it. I mean… why would they turn people into monsters?"
"It doesn't turn all people to monsters… Superhuman… chooses…"
"What do you mean?" She blinked and looked up at them clearly.
"Only some were turned to monsters. Others basically became superhuman. C-24… chromosome 24. Sarge is an example of the monster. I'm not."
"You have it?" She nodded.
"Of course… How else would I be here so long?" Jim slowly sat down.
"Just how long have you been here?" She blinked slowly, the clarity fading.
"Long… years… Too long… When this place was still okay… New…"
"New?! But this place is about 200 years old!" She shrugged.
"200 years… bet everything's different." She laughed suddenly, a dry, barking laugh. "I'm ancient now! This place was studying a civilization that was probably 200 years old!" She continued laughing, slowly turning into a half-sob. Jim stood back up and put an arm around a shoulder before looking up at Bones.
"We can't leave her here Bones. And we have to get out now." Bones nodded and continued watching his old friend as she stopped shaking and stood up.
"No… I can't leave here… Everything I know is here… Good and bad…"
"What's good about this place?" She smiled, a small, dreamy smile that was hardly a smile at all. Almost like she had forgotten how.
"Memories."
"Memories?! It looks like hell to me! What kind of memories of this place could be good?!" The smile vanished.
"Of my team. Of Sarge before he turned. Of the men I only knew for that mission. Goat, Portman, Duke, Destroyer, The Kid, Mack." She sighed. "This is the last place I saw Reaper too… I remember his name… John… John Grimm. His sister… Samantha worked here. Not with the testing though…" She stared at Jim. "I can't leave here. I only know here… And I'll forget them…" Bones sighed and finally spoke.
"You won't forget them Scythe." Her head snapped towards him, seeing him clearly for the first time. Her eyes widened in anger and grief before she launched herself at him, tackling him to the ground and hitting him even as Spock and Jim grabbed her.
"You! You left me here! You were alive and blew the Ark and left me here! You left me! Abandoned me! You stranded me here!" They finally pulled her off and Bones backed away. Jim shook her.
"Hey! Scythe! I don't know what you see, but he didn't do anything! He's our doctor, Leonard McCoy. We call him Bones, okay?" She stopped fighting him and stood still.
"Doctor… McCoy… Bones… He looks just like… Sorry… He must be a descendant…" She looked back at Bones sadly. "Sorry… You're hurt?" He shook his head.
"Bruised maybe. I'm fine." Jim let her go and she stumbled forward, heading to the door.
"I'll get you back to the dig…"
"Scythe? You should come with us." She shook her head.
"I can't…"
"You can. You'll come with us to the ship and then we can blow this place."
"Blow it… Blow it anyway. I'll stay here."
"I can't let you do that. And I won't blow it if you're still here. But if I don't blow it, then someone else will be sent here later and they might actually take the data with them."
"I won't let them."
"I can't let you stay here Scythe."
"I'll lead you back to the dig…" She walked away, grabbing the last knife there. They all followed her, Jim hanging back to walk with Bones.
"So… you look like her long lost friend." Bones didn't answer him, so he continued. "Maybe we could use that to lure her out with us."
"Or maybe you could have Spock nerve pinch her and not be cruel." Jim winced.
"Okay, okay. You're real touchy lately. What's wrong?" Bones sighed and looked up at Scythe.
"Well… If I tell you… I'll have to stay here with her." Jim shot him a glare.
"That's not funny Bones. What do you mean by that?" Bones sighed again and looked back at him.
"Exactly what I said." Jim scowled and looked back to Scythe.
"Fine, don't tell me." He went up to Spock instead. "Spock, when we get to the dig, I need you to knock her out. Nerve pinch her or something so we can take her with us."
"Captain, if she does not wish to go we have no right to force her."
"Spock. She's living solely because she doesn't want to give up. And she's only staying here because it's what she knows and it's the last place she saw her team. She's barely surviving here. If we leave her, she'll die."
"I still do not believe-"
"That's an order Spock." Spock inclined his head.
"…Yes Captain." They looked up when Scythe stopped suddenly. They had ended up next to the door to the dig.
"Go through these doors… Outside… Where you were…" Spock moved closer to her and she ducked, twisting away from him. "I am not going with you. I will not let you knock me out, or whatever a nerve pinch is for."
"You heard us."
"Superhuman…" Jim sighed.
"Please Scythe? I can't just leave you here."
"I can't leave… Sarge…" Bones twitched.
"You're staying here for him?! Are you mad?!" She scowled.
"You don't belong here! This is my place! A thing of the past! So like much of the past: forget about it. About me…" Jim went up to her, causing her to jump back, right into Spock who then proceeded to nerve pinch her.
"NO!" she called out as she slumped to the floor, reminding Bones all too much of when she had been supposedly killed.
"What are you doing?" Jim looked guiltily back at Bones.
"I couldn't just leave her here Bones, now come on." Spock picked Scythe up and they walked outside, Jim contacting Scotty to beam them up, making sure to let him know about their guest.
Once they got to the ship Bones had Spock carry Scythe to sickbay. He shooed everyone else out and put the restraints on her. He settled back to wait for her to wake up. It didn't take long. She woke up with a start, pulling against the restraints and frantically looking for a weapon. She stopped looking when she realized she couldn't move. She looked at the restraints in confusion before her training kicked back in. She stilled and looked carefully around the room, her eyes finally resting on Bones.
"Why am I restrained and where am I?"
"Jim backed you into Spock. He nerve pinched you, which only he can do because he's Vulcan. Vulcans are from the planet Vulcan and are touch telepaths. The nerve pinch knocked you out. You're restrained because I know you wanted to stay there and are considered dangerous."
"So I am a prisoner." Bones went over to her.
"No. Not at all Artemis. Never a prisoner if I can help it." She shot a harsh glare at him.
"Artemis… My name… I never told you that… I never told you that! You are Reaper! You lied to me!" She began to struggle again and he put a hand on her shoulder, kneeling down next to the bed.
"I never said I wasn't. Jim said that because he doesn't know." He paused and looked at her sadly. "I thought you were dead Artemis. I never would have left you if I thought otherwise."
"…I know… My log had been on when you and Sarge found me… I was surprised you hadn't shot me…" Her voice began to fade and she coughed. "I was dead… And had been bit…"
"You were bit?" She nodded slowly.
"Yes… They must have made a mistake…" She shuddered and coughed again. "What happened to the data? Sarge and Olduvai?"
"You haven't been out that long. He's still trying to figure out what to do. Talking it over with Spock and Scotty."
"Spock… He was there… Different… Scotty?"
"He's the head of engineering on the ship. Believe it or not, we're in space. You're on a star ship." She nodded.
"I believe it… Long time… Reaper, please… I need to go back… I can't stay here… I'm a relic from the past now… Wasn't able to move with time…"
"I'm sorry Artemis, but Jim won't let you go back to that hell. I won't either."
"Reaper…"
"I left you behind once Scythe. I'm not leaving you again. No soldier left behind, remember?" She pulled at the restraints again.
"These are good…"
"Vulcans are stronger than humans. And I figured if I ever needed to be restrained I should have at least one bed that'll hold me."
"Let me go…"
"Where?"
"Back…"
"No."
"So… I am a prisoner."
"No Artemis-"
"Don't call me that!" She began to thrash about. "You can't call me that! I haven't even been able to call me that for years!" Bones held her down.
"Okay! Okay Scythe! I'm sorry…" She stopped and began coughing again. He sighed and sat back in a chair. "Damn it." He grabbed a tricorder and began to run it over her.
"Reap- No… Bones… You moved with time… The evidence is there… I don't know you… And you don't know me… So don't…" She coughed again. "Don't feel sorry… You don't owe me anything…" She blinked at the small machine he was holding. "What's that?"
"A tricorder. It tells me what's wrong with you. A medical device."
"I'm fine." He shook his head.
"No, you're not. You're severely malnourished and dehydrated. If it wasn't for C-24 you'd be more dead than a pile of ashes."
"I'm over 200 years old, of course I'd be dead…"
"Even for a 17 year old. You're that bad. And for the record, I do owe you, if nothing else than because I let Jim force you here. And you're right, as usual. I have moved with time, but only because I have been given that opportunity. You haven't, and I feel guilty about that, but I can overcome it. However, you were, and hopefully still are, my friend and partner. And I believe you can adjust to this time. Of course where you would adjust is up to the Captain." He grabbed a hypo and put the tricorder away.
"What is that? Doctor?"
"It's called a hypospray. It's similar to a shot, just without the needle and more effective. This is basically vitamins."
"I don't need that…" Bones stuck her with it anyway, making her flinch.
"You thirsty?" She stared at the ceiling blankly before turning to him.
"I'm going to throw up." Bones immediately undid the first restraint and pulled a waste bucket out. She turned as soon as he pulled it out and retched.
"You okay?" She nodded.
"Sorry…" Her voice was more hoarse than before and she coughed again. "Please…"
"Please what?" She just coughed again and Bones got her some water. She sipped a small amount and tried talking again.
"Let me go…"
"Scythe?" She shook her head.
"Untie me…"
"Are you going to run or anything?" She paused before slowly shaking her head. Looking all the world like someone defeated and had given up. Bones sighed and undid the restraints, letting her sit up. She sat at the edge of the bed and stared at a wall.
"Bones... You're probably right, as always… I should be able to adjust… To learn…" Bones smiled and patted her shoulder.
"Good to hear. I'm sure you can. Now, you should probably get some rest. You're exhausted." She nodded once.
"Probably…" She paused for a moment. "You said you were my friend… still right?"
"Of course Scythe." She paused before suddenly turning and leaping onto him, wrapping thin arms around him and sobbing. He put an arm around her as the door opened silently. Jim stared at them for a moment before speaking.
"Am I interrupting?" Bones shook his head minutely and led Scythe back to the bed. She let go of him slowly and sat down without looking at Jim. Bones turned to him though.
"What do you need Jim?"
"Actually, we reached a decision about what to do, but wanted to run it by Scythe first, seeing as how I was outvoted on not letting her go back." He knelt next to her. "Scythe? It's up to you. Do you still want to go back there? We'll… We'll beam you back if you want us to." She looked up at Bones and then finally at Jim.
"What will happen… if I stay?"
"Well, then we'd have to contact Starfleet and let them know about you. We'd see how it'd go from there." She shook her head.
"No. They will test on me… The data will be remade… Through me… People will die because of me…"
"No. Starfleet wouldn't do that." Jim bit his lip. "I need at least one of the data disks." Her head shot up.
"Why?"
"So I can show Admiral Pike. He has power and position to help, and I know he'll want to, but he'd have to see the data." She shook her head slowly.
"And if he cannot help?"
"Then we'll figure something out then."
"If I stay… You must promise… if he cannot help… you must kill me."
"I can't do that Scythe."
"I won't stay here then… I must go back…" Jim cursed.
"Please at least consider other options."
"There are no other options. Unless you were considering stranding me on some planet instead of killing me?"
"No! No, of course not." She stared at him.
"You will not promise me… I made my decision… I will go back." Bones sighed as Jim groaned.
"All right. If things go wrong, we'll either kill you or strand you somewhere, okay?"
"You promise…?" He nodded slightly.
"Yeah… It's a promise. So?"
"All right… I'll stay… here." Jim grinned.
"Great! I'll get a team ready to go down to the planet to get the data and-"
"No."
"No? But I told you I needed at least one disk."
"Don't take a team down. I'll go get it and return to the dig so you can… beam." Jim paused.
"How can I be sure you'll come back?" She shrugged and Bones handed her the water again.
"You'll have to trust me…" She looked at the water and shook her head.
"No matter what's decided, you're not leaving my sickbay until you've drank at least this much." Jim sighed.
"Guess I don't have a choice. Okay, as soon as possible, you need to meet me at the transporter room."
"Where?"
"Bones can take you there." Jim left and Bones looked down at her.
"You realize that the longer it takes you to drink this, the more I'm going to find for you, right?"
"No." She grabbed the cup and gulped it down quickly. "I can go now?"
"I should probably make you wait so I know you're not going to throw it up or something." She shook her head.
"I won't… Just water…" He nodded.
"All right Scythe. You need anything to go back? Weapons?" She smiled hesitantly.
"A scythe would work." He laughed at the old joke about when they first met and she had one.
"Sorry, fresh out of those. I do have a knife though." She nodded, the smile fading as she stood up to follow him.
"Thanks... John." He nodded and grabbed the knife from his office before they left for the transporter room. Jim was waiting for them by the time they got there. He tried to smile but couldn't quite make it. She refused the phaser he tried to give her and stood on the receiving pad.
"Good luck."
"And don't forget to come back!" She nodded once and they beamed her down. She stood outside the dig for a moment before dashing inside. She stood inside the doors and looked back out, wondering if she should really go back. She shrugged, deciding to choose once she got the data. She found it without incident and shoved it down her shirt. She glanced around, running her hand along the familiar tables before shaking her head and leaving. She made it to the doors to the dig before she heard him. She turned back with a small smile.
"Hey Sarge… Guess we need to end this now… You're call… whether I leave here, or die here." She took the data out of her shirt and laid it carefully next to the door, another disk on the other side. She turned to the large monster watching her and drew Reaper's knife. They attacked simultaneously.
Jim paced in the transporter room, checking the monitor every ten seconds. Bones finally grabbed his shoulder after Scotty had told him to calm down for the umpteenth time. Jim tried to shake him off, but Bones just gripped harder.
"You're going to wear either the floor or my patience out Jim. And you'd better hope the floor goes first."
"Or what?"
"Or I'm going to sedate you."
"You have no reason to. And I'm the Captain, remember?"
"You're also focused too much on one girl that you just met. You're compromised Jim, and you know it. Now sit down and shut up." Jim sighed and slumped against a wall.
"But we won't even know if she decides not to come back. We can't track her in there. We could be waiting here for days."
"Jim. We'll wait two hours max, okay?"
"But what if-"
"If she's coming back, she'll be out within two hours." Jim nodded and looked back at the monitor.
Scythe slammed against a wall, glass and pottery slicing at her. She managed to twist away and gain her footing again. She raced for the knife again and managed to slide and grab it. She turned in time to see Sarge take a swipe at her, catching and breaking her arm so the knife went flying again. She flew into another wall, clutching onto her arm and snapping it back into place so it could heal straight. She dodged the next few strikes, managing to kick him back long enough to find the knife again. Sarge attacked as she turned, swinging the knife around.
Jim stared at the monitor desolately when Bones came up behind him. He sighed and patted Jim's shoulder.
"That's two hours Jim. We can't wait any longer for her." Jim cursed and slammed a fist onto the table.
"Damn it! Come on Scythe! Get out of there! Come on damn you!" Bones pulled him away from the monitor, letting Scotty take back over.
"That's enough Jim, let's go. Scotty, if you see anything living appear on that screen, beam it up. Just be ready to beam it right back if it's not her." Bones lead Jim out.
"Aye Doctor." Scotty turned to the monitor. "Come on Lass…"
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