The four of them rushed onto the bridge, the three senior officers immediately taking their stations. Jane stood next to the captain's chair, which was currently occupied by Jim. "Mister Sulu, status report."

"Shields at 80%, however everything else is safe."

"For a change," Jim grumbled under his breath. "Who's it this time?" The viewscreen changed to show a Klingon Bird of Prey flying around above their heads. "Damn Klingons," the captain muttered.

Jane grinned. "Couldn't have put it better myself." The grin dropped off once she realised something. "Wait a minute. How come the ship shook when they hit us?"

"We were unprepared for an attack, Miss Kirk. Our shields were at 30% when the Klingons appeared." Spock was gripping his station, most likely preparing himself for the next hit.

"Oh." Jane grinned again after a moment. "Can I help?"

Jim rolled his eyes. "Well, if I go planetside any time soon then you can take control of the ship since you're basically me."

The female blonde paused for a minute. "What about Spock?" She turned to look at the Vulcan, whose ears were slowly turning green. A smile slowly crossed her face. "He'll be too busy worried about you to command the crew!" It took a lot of her willpower (more than she'd admit anyway) to suppress the urge to clap her hands and jump up and down in joy. "Did you realise that I haven't even been on the ship a full day yet?"

Jane could basically hear the resounding groan that everyone let out internally. "Miss Kirk," Spock began. "I believe it would be most appreciated if you would stop talking."

Suddenly the ship rocked again. "Shields at 70%, Captain!"

"Dammit! Mister Sulu, fire photons at the Bird of Prey. Aim for their weapons systems." Jim was in full captain mode, Jane observed. It was kind of creepy to see the parallels between her and this other guy. As soon as the photons hit the Bird of Prey's weapons systems, it cloaked and presumably flew away. "Okay. Status report?"

Hikaru and Pavel were both pressing buttons on the console's in front of them. "Minor hull damage, Captain. Other than that, there were no crew injured and/or killed."

Jim relaxed into his chair. "What did you think, Captain?" He asked, swiveling his chair to look at Jane, who had this blank look on her face. "Jane?"

"Sorry Cap'n," she said, her voice weak. "I don't think I should've left Sickbay yet." And then she collapsed onto the floor of the bridge.

"Not again."

A/N: Not as long as I would've liked it to be but, y'know, you work with what you have. As always, reviews and suggestions welcome!