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When Jim Kirk disappears without a note, there's either trouble or he's in trouble. Most likely he's in trouble- I wonder what he did this time?

After checking the guest room (which is empty), I roll my eyes and brush out my hair, looking at the clock: 1 PM. Wow, I sleep a lot. What even happened last night? Why was Jim Kirk even over at me and Dad's apartment? Then I remember:

Dad's dead.

Dropping the brush, I quickly change into a gold Starfleet dress uniform that Dad got me for my birthday. Dad... not now. Gotta find Kirk. I make sure to have the black shirt underneath and grab my black boots. There. I look close enough to a Starfleet officer... right? Yeah. Official uniform. Black boots. Black undershirt.

You can call me... Captain Alana Pike.

I run all the way to Starfleet headquarters, only a half mile away. I'm not even out of breath. According to Dad, all Starfleet officers had to be in pretty good shape, so he made me go running. I never appreciated it until now.

Dad... I miss him. Stopping, I blink away a few tears. Like Jim said, sometimes you've just got to keep it to yourself.

"Is that Emily Pike?" a voice asks.

Agh, my real name. Alana Pike sounds much better. I keep walking confidently, then into the headquarters, and towards Admiral Marcus' office. And of course he's not in his office today. Hmm... Maybe the computer knows? Or I can check from my dad's office. Admirals know where everyone is. Dad is an admiral.

Was. I sigh. I really miss him and peering in on Starfleet captain-ing classes.

I walk to his office, and the door unlocks with voice and face recognition. I step in, door closing behind me, looking around. There's a picture of me on his desk, which I pick up. I love that picture. It's me in the Enterprise captain's chair. It was my birthday, and Dad had let me be captain of the Enterprise for a day. I was in a gold shirt, smiling. A tear rolls down my cheek. I really miss Dad. Where's Jim when you need him?

There's also a small model of the Enterprise sitting beside it. It's really detailed, too- I can see its identification number, NCC-1701, on the hull and the different colors. It's almost as beautiful as the real Enterprise, only it's missing something. I just can't tell what.

"I wonder where you are now," I say, 'flying' the Enterprise model around. "Is Jim with you? Oh, right, that's why I'm here."

I turn on the computer. "Computer, please locate James T. Kirk."

"James T. Kirk," the computer repeated. "Currently captain of the USS Enterprise. On mission for Admiral Marcus."

Hmm. "Please locate Admiral Marcus."

"Classified," the computer replied.

That's weird. I turn off the computer and look at the photo and model again, then notice one behind it: me, Jim and Dad on the bridge, in front of the turbolift. It's also from my birthday- I'm in the middle, Jim on the right and Dad on the left. Two men, both captains of the Enterprise, past and present, hopefully three- me. I want to captain the Enterprise one day.

Then there is another picture. It's Dad, Mom and me. Mom died in an engineering accident when I was 7... she was an engineer. Something in engineering malfunctioned, or blew up, and a bunch of people died. She just had to be one of them. The picture is of all three of us at Starfleet. Mom still has her light brown hair and hazel eyes. Under the picture, it reads Christopher, Ianthe and Alana, 2253. I really miss her. And Dad. I miss both of them. Why does everything bad happen to me?

Smiling sadly, I take the three pictures and the Enterprise model, walking out of the office. Nobody really questions me as I walk out of Dad's office- they're pretty used to me being around. I look at the ground as I walk, and finally reach the ground level again. And something's... falling. From the sky. And it looks like a starship?!

Oh, please, no, please, don't let that be the Enterprise. That's where Jim is.

No. It can't be. It's bigger. Two-ish times the size. Darker. AND THIS SHIP IS HEADED TOWARDS THE FREAKING HEADQUARTERS!

I do the Spock Thing. (AKA, the logical thing.) I scream and run away as fast as I can. What ship is that, I wonder? I don't remember seeing any ship like that. Maybe it was a secret Starfleet project or something. Looks like it's going to hit the water?

I hear crashing sounds as the unknown ship crashes into buildings, after it hits the water. Its giant hull sticks out of the river, still moving forwards. I should run.

Running. That's all I can do, really.

I trip over something, fall backwards somehow and hit my head. It all goes black.

There's someone scanning me. I can hear the sound. So I open my eyes to find myself... in a hospital?

"Oh, good, you're awake," the doctor replies. She looks like she's in her mid-40s, with black hair tied back into a bun or ponytail. "I'm Dr. Hall."

"Alana Pike," I reply. "What happened? I mean, the Vengeance was crashing to Earth, and I was running, but what happened after that?"

"We don't know. You had a concussion and broken ankle, along with cuts and bruises, but nothing too major or lasting, which is a miracle," Dr. Hall answers.

"So am I good to go?" I ask.

She shakes her head. "We're going to keep you here for a little while just to monitor. You've been in a coma for almost a week, but you can go home, at the latest, two days from now."

"What about James Kirk?" I raise an eyebrow. "What happened to him? And the entire Enterprise crew?"

Dr. Hall once again shakes her head. "I don't know. Last time I checked, Mr. Kirk's cells were heavily irradiated, and Dr. McCoy was trying to save him."

I nod, a plan forming in my mind. "Ah."

"Well, I'll let you be," Dr. Hall says before walking out.

I look down at my clothes. I'm in white clothes now. My blue Starfleet uniform is sitting on the chair next to my bed, along with its matching boots and under shirt. PERFECT.

Once changed, I run out of the hospital room, dressed like a nurse. I look old enough to pass for an adult, right? My hair's in a ponytail, like all nurses/doctors, out of the way. I smile, walking over to the nearest computer.

Kirk, James T... I look over the list of names in the hospital. Wait! It'd be faster to search for Bones then Kirk- there are less doctors then patients here. McCoy... McCoy... McCoy! There. Patient list... only Jim. Top floor.

I practically run to the elevator and press the button for the top floor. I have to see Jim. It's been, what, a week? And he's still here?! I have to see if he's dead or not. He just can't be dead. Not after he said he'd take care of me! And he'd be like my brother!

"Alana?" a voice asks.

"Bones?" I raise an eyebrow.

"What are you doing up here?" Sure enough, it's Bones. "You're supposed to be in bed resting."

"Well, obviously, I'm not. Where's Jim?" I look left an right, but no Jim Kirk.

"Calm down." Bones sighs. "He's in a coma, but alive. He almost died."

"What happened on the Enterprise? Did you kill John Harrison? Is my dad seriously... dead?" I ask. I don't want to believe it, but Jim would never lie to me.

"Easy with the questions." Bones sighs. "The Enterprise went after John Harrison, whose real name is Khan. Our warp core was sabotaged on the edge of Klingon space, and Khan was the one who crashed the Vengeance into San Francisco. He's not dead, no, but frozen in a cryogenic tube. And, sadly... yes."

It's true. Damn it. "Oh. Can I... see him?"

The elevator door opens behind me. It's Spock. "Hello, Doctor. Miss Pike."

"Spock, the name's Alana, not Miss Pike," I reply. "Anyways, Spock, what's up?"

"What is up?" Spock looks confused. "The sky is up."

I roll my eyes and sigh. "It's a saying, Spock, meaning what's new."

"The Enterprise is undergoing repairs, and it is a new ship," Spock replies. "Is that what you mean?"

I laugh a little. Vulcans can be funny. "Forget it, Spock. But pleeeeeeeease, can I see him?"

"We're gonna let him rest, and you should too." Bones gives me the look. "Did you sneak out of your room?"

"...no," I lie, looking off to the side.

Bones sighs, folding his arms. "Let's go back to your room. And when Jim wakes up, I promise I'll call you."

The call comes a week later. I'm at my friend Ashley Sulu's house. Ashley's a cousin of Hikaru Sulu, AKA the helmsman of the Enterprise.

"Alana!" She tosses me a Starfleet communicator, which I barely catch. "It's for you."

"Yes?" I ask, looking at Ashley. "And Ash, could you not surprise me like that?"

"Sorry," she mumbles.

"Alana, it's Bones. Jim's awake and-"

THUD.

"Alana?"

I run out of Ashley's house and to the hospital as fast as I can, passing a lot of staring cadets. Maybe it's because I've got a Starfleet pin on (thanks, Dad), maybe because it's me, maybe they're wondering where Dad is. I really miss Dad... Blinking back tears, I run a little faster, ignoring how much my legs hurt. Jeez.. maybe I should've gotten Ashley's parents to drive me or something.

Finally, out of breath, I arrive at the top floor. "I'm here!"

"Good God, Alana." Bones gives me a good look-over. "How far did you...?"

"From her friend Ashley Sulu's house, it is approximately .8 miles, Doctor," Spock replied. "She was here in approximately 4.8 minutes, making her mile time about 6 minutes."

"Wow, Spock. I've cut down by about 7 seconds." I fold my arms and smirk. "Okay, Bones, where's Jim?"

"That way."

"Thanks, Bones."

"Wait! Alana, here." Bones hands me two pictures and the small Enterprise model. "When you first came here, I found these with you before I got reassigned to just Jim. I meant to give them to you sooner, but..."

"Thanks, Bones," I repeat, looking at the pictures.

He smiles. "You're welcome, Alana. Do me a favor and, when you go to see Jim, don't slap him."

I actually had been thinking about it.

I walk over to where Jim is and sigh. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, Jim."

"Alana?" he asks, sitting up instantly.

"Yes, you idiot, it's me." I roll my eyes and sit on the edge of the bed, hugging him. "I thought you died."

"When I first heard you were in the crash, I was worried about you too." He hugs me back. "God, Lana."

We just sit there for a minute until I pull back. "From what I heard, you saved the Enterprise."

"I did," Jim replies. "I'm sorry, Lana."

"It's okay, you're here now," I whisper, then hand him the picture of us three. "Look."

He takes the picture of me, Dad and him, smiling. "I remember that... it was what, three weeks ago?"

"Yeah," I reply. "Stardate 2246.48 is my birthday. It's 2259.69."

"Ooh." He smirks, then looks back at the picture, and me. "Bones wasn't lying about that coma. Two weeks... phew! Were you with Ashley?"

"Yeah." I nod. "I can't lose you, Kirk."

"You won't." He wraps his right arm around me, holding the pictures with the other. "You in the captain's chair."

I smile at the picture. "I want to captain a starship one day. Maybe the Enterprise."

"Maybe," Jim replies. "But for now, I'm captain of the Enterprise. AND, it's looking like I'm getting that five-year mission. Would you want to come with me, if I did get it?"

"YES!" I scream, hugging him tightly. "Maybe I can help out with that, see if you can get it!"

He laughs. "Okay. If no one objects, I'll take you along."

"Oh, they'll let me go," I reply, pulling back and folding my arms. "I'll talk to Admiral Archer or someone. You're getting that mission."

"No, Alana," he corrects, "we're getting that mission."

I smile.

We definitely are.