Starstruck (Star Trek/Khan FanFic) - Under Editing

Clear the Room

James grumbled and Marie laughed, dragging him to his feet and pushing him towards his room. She shoved him in and closed the door behind him.

"You can't come out until I've heard the shower run and dressed drawers opening"

Marie waited a good 20 minutes before Kirk appeared in front of her again, clean and dressed. Marie took his hand and pulled him out of the building and down the street to their favorite bar. James found Marie a seat and then went to order their drinks. When he sat back down, he slammed his drink and looked at Marie.

"I can't believe they took my ship"

Marie rubbed James's back soothingly.

"Maybe you'll get it back someday"

"Maybe"

Out of nowhere, Admiral Pike sat next to Kirk.

"You always seem to be with this Ensign. Something going on between you two?"

The admiral winked and smiled.

"No sir, I went to visit Captain Kirk and-"

"Relax Miss Stanton, I was just playing around"

Just then the admiral's communicator chirped.

"Message from Starfleet command. Looks like there's a meeting for all captains and first officers. Kirk, they gave me back the Enterprise. You're my first officer"

James smiled weakly. For him at least it was better than going back to the academy.

"Stanton, you had better come with us"

"Sir, why?"

"I have an idea what this meeting is about and you might be helpful"

"Yes, sir"

The three officers split up and met back at headquarters. Kirk escorted Marie on his arm to the meeting room, as was traditional for male and female officers on campus. Marie leaned over to whisper to him.

"Kirk, we aren't in the academy anymore"

"I know, but it's polite"

Marie blushed as they entered the meeting room. She took a seat right next to Kirk, and as soon as Admiral Marcus sat down, the meeting began.

"You know why you're here, there was a bombing today, of the national archives downtown. Many lives were lost. This is the man who did it"

The monitors in front of each one of them flickered to life with the image of a man with high cheekbones, dark hair and piercing eyes. Marie gasped.

"Ensign Stanton, I take it you know why you're here now"

"Yes sir. That's John Harrison"

"Correct. We have footage of Miss Stanton here running towards the explosion, and she is knocked down by none other than Harrison, who stops running away from the scene of a crime to help her up and introduce himself"

Murmurs flew around the table.

"Admiral, sir"

"Yes Kirk?"

"Why the archives? It doesn't make sense"

"The archives were a top secret branch of Starfleet, where we were running programs to better train our spies and develop new technology. Harrison used to work there, he was one of our best, until he suddenly went rogue. Now we need to catch this man plain and simple. The people in this room represent the entirety of Starfleet senior command"

"Sir Starfleet code says that in the event of a terrorist attack this group of people must always meet in this room, so I suggest-"

The room started to fill with red light and everyone turned to look out the window behind the Admiral. A ship with none other than John Harrison hovered outside with weapons loaded and locked on to it's targets. Kirk jumped to his feet.

"CLEAR THE ROOM"