After singing for a few minutes Nyota walks into the med bay with a scrape on her forehead. I put my ukulele away and grab a tricorder. "Nyota what happened?" I ask. "We had a small disagreement with the Klingons." she replies. Jim Kirk stumbles into the med bay. "From the looks of Jim I'm gonna assume it was more than a small disagreement." I say with a laugh. First I scan Nyota's cut. "It's not bad. Here." I say as I hand her a disinfectant cloth. She wipes the cut wincing a little. I put some ointment on the cut. "Spock really does care about me." Nyota says. "He always did." I reply. Nyota smiles. "You're free to go. I have to go see Jim." I say. She nods and heads back to the bridge.
"Sit down over here." I say to Jim. "What happened down there?" I ask him as I scan him with the tricorder. "Long story. We got Harrison to surrender though." he said. I nod. "You've got a few cuts but they'll heal. You might have a minor concussion but an actual test would take to long and I know if you did have a concussion you would ignore it so I suggest after this mission you get some rest." I say and send him off to the bridge.
About 15 minutes later I get a message from Bones. It reads: Jim is sending me to a small planetoid to open a torpedo. I want you to go to the bridge. Leave Christine Chapel in charge of the med bay. - Bones
I walk to Christine's desk. She is a very nice girl but we aren't best friends or anything. "Hey I'm needed on the bridge. You're in charge of the med bay." I say. She nods. I walk out of the med bay and make my way to the bridge.
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Stars | Pavel Chekov
Fanfiction" Live your life among the stars " Cassie Mayer, named after the stars, has a true passion for space. When she boards the USS Enterprise she is immediately drawn to Pavel Chekov who shares that passion. But after an attack on a Starfleet base in Lon...
