Chapter Thirteen

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"What? Starfleet? Really?" I said. Chris nodded.

"Yes and... The people who came to see you have all been accepted... Also you and I have been accepted." He said. He tried so hard to hide the excitement.

"When do we go?" I asked unable to control my own excitement.

"We start the day after you get out of here. Also you know Christopher Pike? Well Apparently he has been in Starfleet for twelve years and Christopher Pile is his real name and the USS enterprise is his ship." Just moments after Chris stopped talking the nurse came in.

"Hello dear we are going to give you a sensitive to help you get to sleep. You will be woken up in 24 hours to do vitals but we want you to have a real sleep." She said giving me a shot in the arm. Just before I drifted of to sleep. I heard Chris speak.

"I love you.." He said.

"I love you too...." I said and then I was asleep. I had some weird dreams though.

DREAM  

"Number one follow me." Said the captain. I got up and followed him. "I need you to take us back to earth. I will be in my quarters if you need me. In two hours gather the senior staff and meet me in the observation lounge." I nodded and turned on my heels. I ran back to the bridge.  

"Helm turn us around. Go to coordinates 126919 by 2936381" I said.  

"Sir that takes us to earth." The helmsman said with a confused expression. 

"Yes it does." I said. Sitting down. What is so important? I wondered.  

END OF DREAM.

next thing I knew was I was waking up in my hospital room the doctors standing around me.

"I thought I was supposed to be out for twenty four hours. I have only been out for five minutes." I said.

"Dear you have been asleep for thirty six hours. The sedative knocked you out for a longer amount of time." The nurse said. They all left and I turned to Chris.

"I had a dream." I said. He nodded.

"That is the Vulcans. They plant simulations into your brain to see what you would do in certain situations... Zachary Quinto is a Vulcan." He said.

"I though that was his character." I said confused.

"It is but his nickname is Spock." Chris said.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked.

"Because I never knew until after you were in the coma." He said.

"Oh." I replied staring at the ceiling.

"I'm Hungry... Can you get me fries?" I asked.

"Anything for you love." He sad walking out the door.

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