Warning: There will be lesbians, some triggering, depression, therapy, and stuff of that nature. You have been warned.

So I saw both 2009 and 2013 Star Trek movies and fell in love with this fandom. I'm not sure if there are other stories like this out there so I apologize if I just stole someone's idea. I hope you guys all enjoy my story and stick around for the ride.

Summery~ Madeline just wanted her goddamn money. While Jade just wanted to feel important. Neither of them wanted the therapy that would ensure after their adventure with Captain James T. Kirk. But, hey, maybe it was all worth it in the end.

Needless to say I do not own anything Star Trek related besides my OCs and a magazine that has lipstick kisses on certain people.

All mistakes are Anna's.

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Prologue

They sat on the white leather couch in a sunny office staring blankly at the woman in front of them. Doctor Leanne Sullivan was seated across from her two patients. She was a woman in her late fifties, dreaming of retirement, close cropped brown hair with white, warm brown eyes, and a need to help. So far she got the feeling she was not needed. Leanne glanced at the woman on her right.

Jade Riley St. James. Age twenty-two. Shoulder length straight natural blonde hair, heart shaped face, brown eyes flecked with gold. Five feet six inches, average weight, wears silver heart shaped pendent from mother (age five). She was dressed today in purple high top converse, blue skinny jeans, and red knitted sweater with white collared under shirt. Seems happier than in recent months. Seems to be coming to terms that she has been in a coma for the past year and not in the 23rd century.

Leanne glanced to the woman on her left.

Madeline Hunter Davis. Aged eighteen. Close cropped Emma Watson styled brown pixie cut with bright red chunks, oval shaped face, and green eyes. Five feet two inches, fourteen pounds under goal weight (currently 94lbs), has nervous tick where she rubs the spot between her middle and pointed fingers on left hand (right handed). She was dressed today in red ballet flats, brown carpi pants with cuffs rolled up, white cropped top with All Time Low written in cursive, purple cropped cardigan, and gold jeweled collar with layered necklaces. Does not seem to be getting happier. Is not coming to terms with the fact that she has been in a coma for a year and not in the 23rd century.

Leanne sighed and glanced at the two women. "Ladies." She said softly. "We are here to talk about what happened to you. Talking will help you."

"There's nothing to talk about." Madeline said finally for the first time in nearly fifty minutes.

"We know what happened to us." Jade agreed. "But maybe it was just a dream." She admitted after a brief pause.

Madeline snorted a small laugh. "We both know what happened was real. It's just the Government trying to keep free thinkers down and to keep us all complacent and unaware of what's really happening." She said hotly.

Jade rolled her eyes. "You need to get laid."

"I did." Madeline retorted. "In the 23rd century by a guy with an adorable Russian accent."

"I still don't believe that."

"Well you better."

There was now five minutes left of their hour.

Leanne was used to this tactic. In the four months since the girls were assigned to her they developed the habit of staying silent for the first fifty minutes then bantering the last ten minutes effectively getting nowhere. Leanne blew out a breath and re-set the timer. Jade and Madeline paused and glanced at the timer then at Leanne incredulously both itching to leave this nonsense. At least until next week.

"Ladies," Leanne started pressing her fingers into a temple and staring at them. "You need to discuss what happened to you and why you think you were in the 23rd century. And I refuse to let you go until we have a nice long chat."

Jade sighed and tapped out Morse code on the couch's arm rest while Madeline slouched down onto the couch. After she made herself at home Maddie glanced at Jade questionably. Jade sighed and shook her head.

"Well you woke up first." Jade suddenly said to Maddie.

"Fine." Maddie looked over at Leanne. "You want to know the real story of what happened to us?"

Leanne nodded.

"It all started with those bloody tubes and ended with Captain James. T. Kirk."

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And that's all she wrote. For now anyway. Yes the chapters will get longer. This was just an introduction of sorts. R&R please.