Acts of Redemption: Star Trek Into Darkness AU (Lots of Khan!)

THE COLOUR VIOLET: RUBIK'S CUBE

"Hello. Hello. How do you feel?" The voice was light and airy.

I opened my eyes. I was in the hospital, hooked up to an IV drip. The blonde chick, Carol, was standing over me with her two friends.

"She seems to have regained consciousness."

"Wow Spock, nothing gets past you."

"Was that an attempt at...sarcasm, captain?"

"Boys, stop. You will stress her out."

I sat up in my bed. I had a bandage across my forehead, but nothing on my neck. Good. No damage to the neck.

"Good morning, I am Carol."

The blonde chick was way too cheery for what happened the night before.

"Hi. Yeah I remember. You told me. "

"Oh, sorry, I don't recall telling you."

I shrugged. "I have a pretty good memory, and you weren't in the best condition."

"Well...a....these are my friends and Spock and Kirk."

Kirk's face was covered in black and blue bruises, especially his nose.

"Did they x-ray your skull?"

"Ahh..." Kirk tilted his head in confusion. He was cute in that sweet apple pie, All American, bring him home to mother sort of way. "What?"

"Trauma to the nose can sometimes lead to the bone being pushed up into the skull-"

"The proper medical procedures have been followed in accordance with hospital regulation. We are in good health. The doctors have confirmed this," Spock said. His face revealing no more emotion than his voice.

"Good," I pushed my arms outward and stretched. "Glad to hear."

Spock clasped his hands behind his back and took a step forward. "We would like to thank you for your noble attempt at intervening on our behalf. However foolish it was."

"Spock," Kirk whispered.

"What, captain? I fail to see where I am at fault. She is five foot four inches tall, approximately one hundred and ten pounds, and she attempted to engage in combat with a violent man. A man twice the size and strength of her."

"And he was armed." I cocked an eyebrow and grinned.

"And he was armed," Spock said in agreement.

"Wait...how do you know I helped you? You were knocked out."

"I regained consciousness when the paramedics arrived," Kirk said. "I overheard the bartender talking to the police. He told them that you new we were going to be mugged."

"Which brings up a valid question: How did you know about the future assault on us?"

"I was at the bar, waiting to meet some guy I had met on the Internet. It was a date...whatever. He never showed." I rolled my eyes. "Anyhow, I noticed everyone else engaged in dancing and socializing. I wasn't. Whatever, I am used to it. Usually, if I go to social things, I bring a book and find a nice corner to read--"

"You bring a book--"

"Yes, I still read old fashion paperback. Don't judge," I interrupted Kirk. "But this was a date so I didn't bring a book. Lucky for you guys."

"How does that make us lucky?" Carol walked over to the window and looked out. She seemed distracted.

"Bringing a book on a date is rude...or so I have been told." I reached forward, grabbing a grape juice box from the tray in front of me, and took a sip. "Ew. This is not grape." I placed the juice box back on the tray. "Anyhow, I noticed two guys sitting together watching you three. They weren't drinking, or eating. The tell-tale sign was that they were not trying to pick up woman."