Chapter 16:
*Jim's POV*
Scotty then pulls a tarp over much of the shuttle. "She's a wee bit dodgy: shield emitters are totally banjaxed, along wi' a few other things," he explains.
Spock finishes up the speed-typing the field equations on the transporter control panel, surprisingly faster than anything I have seen.
"...rapid. That's impressive," Scotty adds in.
Older Spock steps aside while saying, "your equation for achieving trans-warp beaming."
Scotty looks at the equations where his expression run the gamut into different emotions. Confused, dumbfounded, to quiet awe and delight. "Imagine that! Never occurred to me to think of space as the part that's moving."
"Point of fact:" Dr. T'Aimu McCoy adds in, placing her husband's urn on her lap as she sits, "it did occur to you." She works the console. "Extrapolating Enterprise's course."
"Enterprise?" Scotty asked her surprised. "Had its maiden voyage already, has it? Well, you must've done something right to be assigned to that ship, Kiddo. She's a well endowed lady. Love to get my hands on her ample nacelles, if you'll pardon the engineering parlance."
"Now's your chance, Mr. Scott," she speaks up, looking at him almost emotionlessly.
"Look, even if I believed you - where you're from, what I've done - which I don't - we're still talkin' bout slingshotting aboard while she's going faster than light. Without a proper receiving pad, that's like tryin' a hit a bullet with a smaller bullet, wearing a blindfold. On a horse."
"Cousin T'Aimu I calculate no more than a four meter margin of error," Older Spock says.
"That's all well and good unless you rematerialize four meters outside the ship."
As Dr. T'Aimu McCoy works on the keyboard with Older Spock standing next to her, looking down at her work. An Enterprise Schematic rotates when he speaks, "Agreed. The aft engineering bay is your best option: a large space and no unpredictable airlocks -"
"You're coming with us, right?" I asked the two cousins.
"No, James," Dr. T'Aimu McCoy sighs. "Our destiny lies along a different path."
"Your destiny can wait," I cut in. "He won't believe me, only you two can explain w-"
"Under no circumstances can he be made aware of Cousin T'Aimu's and my existence."
"You must promise us this," his cousin adds in.
"You're telling me I can't tell you I'm following your own orders?" I couldn't believe it. "Why not? What happens?"
"Trust us, above all," Older Spock says to me. "Jim, this is the one rule you cannot break. To stop Nero, you alone must take command of your ship."
"How, over your dead bodies?"
"Preferably not," the female Vulcan/Creature hybrid shrugs. "This is, however, Starfleet Regulation 619."
I give her my confusion.
"Yes, we forget what little regard you had for such things," Older Spock adds in. "619 states that any commanding officer who is emotionally compromised by the mission at hand…" his voice trails off.
"Must resign said command," she lowers her head.
"So I need to emotionally compromise you both?" I asked, trying to figure everything out.
"James," Dr. T'Aimu McCoy places her hand slowly and gently place on my shoulder. She winces a little at the pain while speaking softly, "we just lost our beloved planet of Vulcan. I can tell you. Cousin Spock and are emotionally compromised."
"What you must do...is get us to show it," her cousin finishes.
I listen to hear every word that the two are saying to me and I understood why.
"Aye, then," Scotty speaks up, at the pad. "Live or die, Laddie, let's get this over with. The Enterprise has a decent cafeteria I'm guessing."
"You know…" I speak to the only female of the group, "coming back in time….changing history….that's cheating."
She clutches on her husband's ashes tighter to her chest.
"A trick we learned from an old friend," Older Spock simply responses.
An old friend? Wait a minute, does it mean….my eyes widen with revelation.
Both Vulcans raises their hands in the legendary Vulcan salute. "Live long and prosper." And with that they activate the transporter and they dematerialize.
Light plays off my face as I watch them vanish.
*No One's POV*
The Enterprise shoots through the frame at warp speed. The roar of the hip's plasma drives through, particles rematerialize revealing Kirk with his eyes big and wide in suspense. He looks down his whole body to make sure he's still in one piece before looking over to share his relief with Scotty. Unfortunately the Scottish fellow is gone.
A strange banging sound catches his attention. He turns and quickly notice that the sound is coming from a large metal tank.
Suddenly Scotty reappears in a translucent looking pipe, freaking out. Scotty's the one who is banging on the clear metal. Kirk's mind races around as he looks around for a way to save his new friend.
Without another thought or word, a strong current is felt inside the tube and Scotty gets yanked away down the tube!
"No, shit!" the young Kirk exclaims and runs after him down the length of the orange, twisting and turning tubes.
His friend is seen at each time when he enters a clear tube area and then disappearing again into the orange tubes. Then Scotty gets sucked being upwards and Kirk turns to see the length of the tube and where it's heading to a giant water turbine.
"No, no, no, no," Kirk mumbles to himself. He manages to get the control panel and notice the huge machine overhead. Soon release the valve under the pipe and he works as fast as he can. "Come on, come on, come on, come on. Like the simulator: manual control enabled, pressure seal: enabled, shutdown."
"Turbine Shutdown, Not allowed," the computer voice speaks.
"Damnit!"
