"Love is the one thing we're capable of perceiving that transcends time and space."
In which a girl and her step brother travel to places beyond their wildest dreams, and face troubles no two siblings should have to bear themselves.
[Leonard McCoy...
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"Listen all of y'all, it's a sabotage."
"What do you need?" Alex stormed on to the bridge. "Jesus I swear I can't do my actual job anymore."
Jim grabbed her by the shoulders. "I need you to take over Spock's station, he and Bones are beaming on to a swarm ship to follow Krall's ship when we break into Yorktown."
Alex's eyes bugged out of her head at the request.
"Please?"
Alex rolled her eyes. "Yeah."
"Thank you! You're the best!" Jim almost sang as he followed Spock to the transporter room.
Alex sat down at the station eyeing all of the 100 year old controls. "Okay babe, let's figure you out."
Alex located the swarm ships on the scanners and updated the schematics. She looked up at the screen and saw that the swarms have already started the attack. Jim rushed back on to the bridge and opened the comms.
"Spock to Franklin."
"We read you, Spock."
"Captain, from what I ascertain, the ships do communicate with a cyberpathic language that coordinates their actions. Patching though now."
"That's what that signal was." Uhura realized. "They weren't jamming us, they were talking to each other."
"Well how do we get them to stop talking?" Alex asked.
"What about electromagnetic focusing, we could use the transporters to disrupt their network?" Scotty asked at about a mile a minute.
"The focusing may be too specific." Spock countered. "If we could plant some sort of disruptive frequency inside the swarm, it would adversely affect their ability to coordinate."
"It would have to be ze frequency they vill not anticipate!" Chekov added.
"We could cause a chain reaction that would wipe out the whole swarm!" Sulu concluded.
"Sir, a closed network like that would be very susceptible to very high frequencies." Scotty chirped.
"VHF?" Alex asked.
"Right." Jim replied. "We can broadcast something that would be very loud and very distracting."
"Loud and distracting?" Scotty asked. "I've got just that thing!"
