A group of red shirts guided John Harrison through the ship, and Luna made sure to keep a close watch on him even if she was behind all the red shirts. She didn't know what it was about him, but there was something off. There was something way more devious about him than it had seemed. And he had agreed to imprisonment so quickly. Something was off. Something was very, very off.

"Bones," Luna stopped walking as everyone else did, but she kept watching after the group, even getting up on her tiptoes to try to see better. "Meet me in the brig."

"Be right there."

Luna turned to look at Jim, taking a deep gulp before opening her mouth to talk to him. That was when he turned to Uhura, and Luna seemed to shrink down. "Lieutenant."

Uhura looked over at Luna for a split second before turning her eyes back to Jim. "Yes, sir.

"Contact Starfleet and let them know we have Harrison in custody." Luna sighed, finding that he was going back into the old pattern of the last few days. "And that we'll be on our way once the warp core is repaired."

"Yes, sir." Uhura reported with a nod.

Jim then turned to Luna, grabbing her hand, and leading her to their room so they could change. Luna didn't know if she wanted to say anything at the moment. If he was going back to his normal pattern, this was just putting the leaving thought back in her mind. It wouldn't be the first time she left Jim.

When they got to their room, Jim held the door open for her. Once she was inside, and Jim shut the door, Luna felt like she was finally able to talk to him. Although, when he turned around, he leaned down to bury his head in her chest. Luna was stunned for a moment, not sure what to do as he nuzzled his head right on her heart. She could hear small sniffles from him, and all Luna could do was hold onto his head and begin to run her fingers through his hair. "Hey," She whispered lightly to him. "Are you okay?"

Jim let out a few soft sniffles before finally speaking. "I just can't lose you too." Luna took a deep gulp, feeling her mouth get dry as her eyes began to water, and she felt a deep guilt in her gut. "I know I'm an asshole, and I know I don't deserve you, but I can't lose you."

Luna grabbed his cheeks with her hands and began to bring his face up, so he could stand up straight. "You're never going to lose me." She whispered to Jim, feeling a tear fall down her cheek. With her thumbs, she slowly began to rub the tears off of his face, kicking herself for thinking back to that thought. "Turns out you're stuck with me, Jim Kirk."

Jim let out a tearful laugh before letting out one last sniff. "Thank you."

Luna furrowed her eyebrows at what he had said, not really understanding the statement. "For what?"

"For standing by me." There it was again. That sharp pinch of guilt in her stomach. "Through everything." Luna stared at him for a moment, knowing she couldn't tell him. If she told him right now, it would hurt too much.

Luna simply placed one of her hands on the back of his neck, and then pulled him into her for a soft kiss. All she could do was try to forget the past few days and move on with their relationship. If he could just remain this way, it can all get better.

Jim and Luna held hands as they walked down the hallway with Bones and Spock following closely behind them. Each of their uniforms looked as pristine as possible, and other than the small scars on Jim's face, their faces looked completely clean. "Why the hell did he surrender?" Bones asked after they had filled him in on what happened.

"I don't know." Jim almost whispered as he just looked forward as they walked. "But he just took out a squad of Klingons single-handedly. I want to know how."

"Sounds like we have a superman on board." Bones told him with a shrug, finding himself getting nervous about meeting this guy.

Luna nodded before turning around to look at her father. "Yeah, that's what you're going to tell us."

Bones stopped walking as everyone else continued walking to the holding cell. "You know, I really hate this job."

When Bones finally caught up to them, Jim walked in first, followed by Spock, then Luna, then Bones. All of the red shirts continued to stand at attention with their eyes trained on John Harrison in his glass box.

Bones shared a quick, worried glance with Luna before moving forward as her, Jim, and Spock got into a line of rank.

Bones was able to get a hole put into the cell, and Harrison looked at it curiously. "Put your arm through the hole. I'm gonna take a blood sample."

He did as Bones said, and each of them watched him intently. When the needle poked through his skin, he didn't even flinch. His eyes slowly went up to Jim's face, and he was giving him a cold stare. "Why aren't we moving, Captain?" He gave them all a moment to think about what he said before answering his own question. "An unexpected malfunction, perhaps in your warp core conveniently stranding you on the edge of Klingon space?"

Bones' head popped up to his, his eyes wild with confusion. "How the hell do you know that?"

"Bones." Jim spoke in a warning tone, basically telling him to keep his mouth shut.

"I think you'd find my insight valuable, Captain." Luna stared at him, stiffening. When he said insight, he looked right at her. Did he know that she was planning to leave Jim a few days ago? No, there was no way. He wasn't a mind reader.

"We good?" Jim asked Bones, taking Luna out of her thoughts, and putting her back to what was going on around her.

"Yeah." Bones spoke while getting rid of the hole and beginning to step backwards, but still continuing to stare at John Harrison.

They each began to turn around, Jim giving Bones a small nod before saying, "Let me know what you find." And Bones began to veer off.

"Ignore me and you will get everyone on this ship killed!"

Jim, Spock, and Luna slowed to a halt after hearing that. Jim and Luna couldn't help but think those words over while Spock turned to the two to convince them otherwise. "Captain, I believe he will only attempt to manipulate you. I would not recommend engaging the prisoner further."

"Give me a minute." Jim told him with a deep breath.

"Jim," Luna spoke in a cautious tone, not wanting to tell him what to do, but also not wanting to give Harrison the chance to confuse Jim even more. "Just let it go. Last time we gave you a minute with him, you were going at him like you were going at snakes."

Jim turned to look at her with pleading eyes, knowing he had to say something to this psychopath to put him in his place. "Just one minute." He promised her. "And the 'stop using metaphors' thing from earlier included you too."

Jim turned away from her quickly as Luna stood dumbfounded. When she turned to look at what was happening, he was just charging right for the prison cell. Luna and Spock moved closer together, afraid for what was going to happen next. "Let me explain what's happening here." Jim hissed out. "You are a criminal. I watched you murder innocent men and women. I was authorized to end you! And the only reason why you are still alive is because I am allowing it. So. Shut. Your. Mouth."

"Oh, Captain," Harrison groaned out, pissing Luna off since he was mocking Jim right in front of his face. "Are you going to punch me again over and over till your arm weakens? Or go crying to your girlfriend again whose been debating on whether she should or shouldn't leave you for the past few days?" Luna's breath caught in her throat as Jim and Spock both turned their heads to her in shock. Luna felt like she couldn't breathe for a moment. Yes, she had genuinely considered this, but in these last few hours, she realized how dumb of a thought that was. But now Jim knew, and this was going to hurt him more than Harrison knew. "Clearly you want to, so tell me, why did you allow me to live?"

Jim slowly turned his attention back to Harrison, but he was still shocked from what he said about Luna. "We all make mistakes." He whispered, the sound almost inaudible.

"No." He whispered to Jim with a mischievous voice. "I surrendered to you because despite your attempt to convince me otherwise, you seem to have a conscience, Mr. Kirk. If you did not, then it would be impossible for me to convince you of the truth." Jim looked back up to him, confused about what the "truth" really was. "23-17-46-11. Coordinates not far from Earth. If you want to know why I did what I did, go and take a look."

Jim's eyes squinted, his anger bubbling to the surface again. "Give me one reason why I should listen to you."

"I can give you seventy-two." For the first time in a while, his face looked completely serious, there was no sarcasm or deviousness. It was like when he heard the number of the torpedoes before they arrested him. "And they're on board your ship, Captain. They have been all along. I suggest you open one up."

Jim stood there for a minute more before turning around and beginning to walk to the door. He didn't even look at Luna, he just continued to walk straight forward. As he was passing Luna, she tried to step forward, but he simply brushed past her. "Jim." She whispered out once he got to the door. Jim paused for a moment as Spock looked back and forth between the two, wondering what was going to happen.

Jim could feel the water resting on the brim of his eyes. He wanted to run to her and kiss her, but he also wanted to yell at her. He took a deep breath before continuing out the door, and out the hallway, all the way to his room.

Spock turned to look at Luna, noticing a tear fall down her cheek. He stepped forward slightly before speaking. "Ms. McCoy if you want – "

"Thank you, Mr. Spock, but I would prefer to be alone right now."

Spock stood there for a moment more, wishing he could do something, but he was going to respect what she wanted. "As you wish." He nodded to her before walking out the door.

In the room, it was now only Luna and Harrison. There was a stillness in the air until Harrison spoke. "What?" He asked as innocently as he could, making Luna pick her head up, but still not facing him. "Did I say something he didn't know?"

Luna felt herself beginning to shake with rage before turning around and storming up to the glass. "You know, I wouldn't be so smug when you're going to be tried for killing people. At Starfleet, we don't take that likely. And I am a witness, and I will personally make sure you pay for your actions."

"Oh, come on, what is it?" He baited her, studying her eyes as intently as possible. "Did one of you cheat? Did you get into an argument? Something someone said?" Luna was just staring him down, completely annoyed and unsure why she let him continue. That's when he tilted his head like he thought of something he hadn't considered before. "Something someone didn't say?" Luna wasn't sure what she did, but she had given it away, she could tell by how bright his face got. "That's it. Someone isn't ready to say, 'I love you' yet."

Luna wiped all emotion off of her face in an instant before moving closer to the glass. "Enjoy your few hours alive while trapped in this cell." She gave him a smug face while looking him over one last time. "Starfleet kills murders."

She then turned around, her ponytail flipped back, and her slightly heeled boots clacked across the tile floor. He watched as she walked off, wondering what more damage he could do around here.

Scotty sat in one of the clubs near the port with Keenser on his…okay, he couldn't remember what drink this was, all he knew was that it was a lot. "You know what really bothers me, though?" Keenser just continued to stare at Scotty before he let out a loud burp. "It's the modifications, you know, the enhancements. Right? And then like that," He snapped his fingers, getting annoyed with the situation all over again. "I'm off the ship! Just for trying to do what's right!" He began pounding his fists, sure the alcohol was taking over. That's when he turned back to Keenser again. "And what did you do anyway? You just stood there like an oyster, looking at me!" And Keenser continued to look at him like that. Scotty's communicator began to chirp, and when he picked it up, he screamed, "What?!"

Jim began to blink a couple of times at how angry he sounded. "Scotty, it's Kirk."

"Oh, well now!" Scotty began to point at the communicator excitedly, signaling to Keenser to listen. "If it isn't Captain James Tiberius Perfect Hair!" Jim could hear pounding music in the background, making his eyebrows furrow. "Did you hear that? I called him Perfect Hair."

"Where are you?"

"Where are you?"

Jim's eyebrows just got closer together at that, putting two and two together. It was rarely, but he had seen Scotty drunk a time or two. "Are you drunk?"

Scotty finished off his glass before turning back to his communicator. "What I do in my private time is my business, Jimbo."

Jim sighed before going on with what he needed to talk about. "I need you to help me out with something. Will you take these coordinates down? 23-17-46-11." There was a pause, concerning Jim. "Are you writing?"

"What," Scotty sighed, annoyed with him thinking that little of him. "You don't think I can remember four numbers?" He let out a hardy laugh before talking again. "Ye of little faith." That's when Scotty realized, he couldn't think of one of the numbers. "What was the third one?"

"Forty-six." Jim answered slowly. "I don't know exactly what you're looking for, but I have a feeling you'll know it when you see it. You may have been right about those torpedoes." He let a pause pass before speaking again. "And when you were talking about Luna, you meant about her considering ending things with me right?"

Scotty sighed, even though he was mad at him, he still felt sympathy about their relationship. "I take it you found out."

"Yeah, in an unfavorable way." He let another pause pass before finally speaking again. "I should have listened to you better."

Scotty looked shocked, but he was going to take it. "I will consider that an apology. And I will consider that apology."

Jim smiled, really missing having Scotty on board. "You are the one who quit."

That made Scotty mad all over again. "You made me quit!" He shut the communicator quickly before ordering another drink.

"Mr. Scott?" Jim tried, but he knew it was pointless. "Scott." He sighed out before grumbling, shutting the communicator, and walking off.

Scotty shook his head, taking the first sip of his new drink. "The nerve of that guy!" Keenser continued to look at him, knowing they had to help in some way. "I am not doing that man any favors!" He continued his stare, Scotty finally noticing it. "No!" Keenser wasn't going to break his stare. He knew they had to help the crew. Scotty finally sighed while picking up the check. "All right, then!"

Jim and Luna ended up almost running into each other when going to the elevator. They just stared at each other blankly, neither of them knowing what to say. Jim finally took a short step back before gesturing to the elevator with a polite smile. "After you."

Luna gulped, really wishing they could just step back for a moment before Harrison told Jim. Back when they were getting better. Now, it just felt like they were right back where they started with this problem. It was like they were stuck in a circle, the same problem repeating over and over again. No matter how hard they tried, they just weren't able to move past this. And Luna began to think…maybe that was a sign. "Thank you, Captain." She told him with a gracious nod before walking into the elevator, and Jim quickly following her.

Once the elevator doors closed, they began to ascend to the bridge. The two tried to look everywhere but at each other, making it extremely awkward for them both. Luna finally sighed, knowing someone had to talk about this. "You know, you were being a dick for the past few days."

"Yeah," Jim sighed out, still deciding not to look at her. "You know, I just thought that you would stand by me no matter what since that's what you told me earlier today." Luna was beginning to feel anger rise up into her chest as Jim continued to talk. "But I guess you were just lying to me."

"Oh," Luna spun around to look at him, not being able to take this anymore. "Do not make me out to be the bad guy right now. I was thinking about what was best for you and me, and if a break is what we needed, then don't get mad at me for seeing that first."

"And why would you do that?" Jim's condescending tone was getting on Luna's last nerves. "Because you love me?"

"Yes." Luna didn't even blink, and the elevator seemed to go still after she said that. Even Luna was shocked. They each knew it, but no one else would say it. "But you see, Jim, it's always going to come down to this moment because you're too scared to say those words." Luna gulped deeply, knowing if they took the conversation this far, she couldn't hold back the rest of her thoughts. "I will always love you more than you love me because at least I have the courage to say it out loud."

The elevator then stopped, so Luna turned around, fighting back all of her tears, so when the doors opened, she would go right to her spot. Jim just stared at the back of her head, continually thinking to himself, 'come back' 'come back to me' 'turn around and come back to me'. She didn't though. And Jim wanted to scream those words to her. 'Come back' 'come back'. But all he could continue to do was stare at her. When he opened his mouth, he expected those words to come flooding out of his mouth…but they didn't. The only word he could whisper was, "Luna."

He could see the tenseness of her shoulders as he said her name, but right when the doors opened, she simply walked out. Jim continued to stand there for a moment, looking down in thought of something he could do differently. He shouldn't have said anything. He should have never said anything to her about any of this.

Jim slowly walked out of the elevator, but when he got on the bridge, Bones was standing close by. "Good god what happened to the two of you now?"

Jim shook his head while keeping up his slow pace before answering. "Drop it." Bones was about to ask him more questions before Jim turned to the rest of the crew. "Can I please have all my Lieutenant Commanders to the work board please and thank you?"

Luna got up from her seat, but whizzed right past Jim, taking a stand in between Bones and Spock around the board, leaving Jim with the head of it. Jim began to explain what he had learned from Harrison, and after he explained to them what he wanted to do, he let the silence fall over the three for a second. "Are you out of your corn-fed mind?" Bones shouted out, breaking the silence. Honestly, Jim shouldn't have expected anything less. "You're not actually going to listen to this guy?" When Jim didn't say anything, he began to get angrier. "He killed Pike, he almost killed you, and now you think it's a good idea to pop open a torpedo because he dared you to."

Jim's eyes drifted to Bones, trying to see if there was some way he could get him to understand. "Why did he save our lives, Bones?"

Luna opened her mouth, about to scold Jim the same way Bones did when Spock began speaking. "The Doctor does have a point, Captain."

Luna turned to look at him with a confused glance. What the hell was going on? Bones and Spock never agreed. "Don't agree with me, Spock. It makes me very uncomfortable."

"Perhaps you, too, should learn to govern your emotions, Doctor."

"Spock." Luna spoke in a warning tone, knowing that if things were to escalate it wouldn't get pretty. It never got pretty.

"In this situation, logic dictates – "

"Logic?!" Bones screamed out.

"Dad!" Luna yelled, realizing there were people turning around to look at the argument.

"Oh, my God! There's a maniac trying to make us blow up our own damn ship and – "

"That's not it!" Jim finally interjected, silencing both of them. Luna turned to Jim, wondering what he was going to do now. "I don't know why he surrendered, but that's not it." Jim began to pace in front of the three with his thinking look on. "Look, we're gonna open a torpedo. The question is how."

"Jim," Luna began, almost in a laugh at this suicide mission he was planning. "Without Mr. Scott on board, who exactly is qualified to just pop open a four-ton stick of dynamite? Look, I love playing with weapons, but I am far from an expert."

"The Admiral's daughter appeared to have interest in the torpedoes and she is a weapons specialist." Everyone slowly turned to look at Spock, not understanding who he was talking about. "Perhaps she could be of some use."

Jim turned around to look at them, wondering if he was missing something. But Bones and Luna looked just as confused as he did. "What Admiral's daughter?"

"Carol Marcus." Spock said obviously with a shrug. Luna's eyes got wide as she turned to look at her father who just stood there with a dumbfounded look on his face. "Your new science officer concealed her identity to board the ship."

Luna turned to look at Spock while she had a hand placed on her father's arm, knowing that he must have been in shock. "When were you going to tell us that?!"

"When it became relevant." Spock spoke with a shrug. Jim and Luna both turned to look at each other with a huff at his answer. "As it just did."

MisfitCarter: Aw that's so cute! She was like what the hell mom lol! And yes, I love that scene with Sulu. And Bones' comments kill me all the time. He's my favorite character in the whole series. I will try to kick my college's ass lol (I'm actually using their wifi right now to upload so that's probably not the best thing to say right now. Sorry college, I love you)

Love. Fiction. 2018: Thank you so much, love! I'm glad you liked it!

Alright, it took me so long to edit this chapter, and I'm sorry about that guys! Every time I sat down to edit it was like here's something new for you to do. But I hope you like this chapter, and then we're gonna get to the real fun action stuff next! I'm so excited! Remember to review, and I'll see you next time!