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The Enterprise is really cool.

Cool because it's the newest ship in the fleet and I'm most likely the only teenager on here. (Well, technically Chekov is like 18 or 19, but he's also technically an adult.) Cool because it's the famous Enterprise, which has survived a) future Romulans b) Khan aka Superman and c) Jim Kirk. Cool because the Enterprise is captained by the 'adorable, sexy and legendary' Jim Kirk. At least according to half the girls in my grade. And Jim himself. Cool because... is it freezing on the bridge or is it just me?

It's also kind of sad. Dad was the previous captain of this ship- and its first. And he'll never get to see what happens in its future. Or my future, for that matter. And it's been a year. I still miss Dad. Nothing's ever going to change that, though. My 14th birthday is in a week, and it's going to be the first one without Dad- and the first on the Enterprise. And by the time the five-year mission is up, I'll be 19. Like, a year older then Chekov is now. Or his age. (Is he 18 or 19? I can never remember.)

"Captain, orders from Starfleet Command." Uhura turns to look at me and Jim. "We're to head the Exaltron system, to Exaltron 8."

Exaltron 8? I think. Isn't that... like... un-explored? AWESOME! WE'RE HEADED TO AN UNEXPLORED PLANET! LET'S SEE IF I CAN SNEAK ON THE LANDING PARTY!

"Alright then... Mr. Sulu, plot a course to Exaltron 8, maximum warp. Jim looks back at me. "What are you so happy about?"

"Nothing," I lie, trying to look innocent, and failing.

He sighs, turning back around, then, realizing what I want, smirks. "You're not getting on that landing party. You're staying on the Enterprise, and that's an order."

Dammit, Jim! Maybe I can snag the captain's chair though. And spin around in it until Bones comes up to the bridge and tells me to knock it off.

"Alright..." I sigh, folding my arms over my gold uniform. "Why?"

"I don't want you hurt," he replies.

Instantly I gasp. "What if you get hurt, though? Like, on Nibiru or whatever it was called, those locals almost murdered you and Bones!"

"I'll be fine," he assures me, sighing. "I'm taking Spock with me. He won't let me do anything stupid."

Define stupid. Because Spock detonated that 'super ice cube' (as Jim himself put it), and BAM, big flop, Spock almost DIED, and Marcus takes the Enterprise away from Kirk. KIRK WAS BEING STUPID AND ALMOST GOT KILLED BY THE NATIVES. Luckily Kirk becomes Dad's first officer, and everything looks happy until that stupid little shit called Khan came along! If it was up to me, Khan would die slowly... and painfully... and the last thing he'd hear would be me. The last thing he'd see... my cold smile.

You took the last blood family I have, I'd say, and now your blood family, if they ever wake up, will feel the pain that I felt.

Bonus points if that old song from like 200 years ago, Perfect Day plays.

"Alana?" Jim asks, snapping his fingers in front of me. "Enterprise to Alana."

"Who else?" I ask, snapping back from my... whatever it was. Daydream? Daymare?

"Four security guards. With maximum warp we'll be there soon." Jim puts his arm around me and starts walking with me. "You can come to the transporter room. Where's Spock?"

"In medbay, completing his physical," Uhura replies. "Last I heard they were almost done, sir."

"Okay. Well, tell him to come to the transporter room."

Forget the captain's chair. (Maybe I can snag it off Sulu later though... Because that would be fun...) I gotta go make sure Jim doesn't kill himself being impulsive. (Also, Jim is Jim.)

We get into the turbo lift and I fold my arms. "Jim, as your best friend, please don't go."

"I'm the captain," he replies, sighing. "We'll be fine, Lana. Why are you so worried?"

"What if you aren't?" I ask. "What if you're not fine?! What if you... die?"

He hugs me tightly. "Lana, I'm not going to die. Someone would beam us up before then."

I sigh, not convinced. "What if the transporter stops working?"

"Why are you so worried?" he counters.

"Because of me! What will happen if you die, Jim?!" I snap. "Mom and Dad are gone."

He's silent for a minute. "I know, Lana, and I'm sorry. But I'm the captain. You just have to trust me, okay?"

"I trust you... but-" I start.

"No buts. I'm sorry, Lana. You can stay on the bridge and monitor my life signs, okay?" Jim puts his arm around me.

"Can I have command?" I ask hopefully.

"Don't push it." Jim rolls his eyes.

"Fine," I grumble. "Don't be stupid down there. Knowing you, you probably will."

"Hey!" he exclaims as the doors open. "Your dad called me a genius."

"What was it? You like being the only genius level repeat offender in the Midwest?" I raise an eyebrow. "And he also said something about leaping without looking. So, just for once, look before you leap!"

"You do that too," he argued. "Remember when you asked me out, even though everyone at the Academy knew I wasn't single? It was everywhere-"

"SHUT UP!" I practically scream, turning red. "One, that's because you are rubbing off on me, and two, I THOUGHT WE'D NEVER SPEAK OF IT AGAIN!"

"Still, it was all over Starfleet!"

I punch him just as we walk into the transporter room. PERFECT timing, Alana... they could probably hear us.

"Cadet Pike, why did you punch the captain?" Spock asks. "Violence is illogical."

Or not. Because I do not have a crush on Jim.

I don't answer him. Instead I walk over Jim. "Don't die."

"I won't." He hugs me. "See you later, Lana."

Jim pulls back and steps on the transporter pad with Spock and four dead shirts.

I MEANT TO SAY RED SHIRTS! RED! NOT DEAD!

(But isn't it weird that the majority of deaths on the Enterprise are operations crew members, AKA, people who wear a red shirt?)

"Energize."

And he, along with Spock and the red shirts, disappears in a yellow light.