Starstruck (Star Trek/Khan FanFic) - Under Editing

Search and Rescue Party

Chekov looked all over the bar for Marie. She had been gone way too long for her excursion from the dance floor to be simply to the restroom. He walked back to the bar to speak to the bartender.

"Sir!"

"Yes?"

"Do you remember the woman I was with?"

"Yes, the pretty lass with the striking eyes"

"That's her alright. Have you seen her lately?"

"Lost your date, have you?"

"No, she's...she's just a friend. She went to the bathroom about 30 minutes ago and hasn't come back"

"I haven't seen her lately, but I can send one of the waitresses into the bathroom to check for her if you wish"

"Please do, thank you"

"No problem. Hey! Sandra!"

A short brunette girl walked over to the bar, a tray with empty glasses in one hand and a towel in the other.

"Yeah boss?"

"Go into the women's restroom and see if there's a girl named...?"

"Marie Stanton"

"See if she's in there"

Sandra nodded and disappeared, returning moments later with bad news.

"She's not in there. I did see a rather tall guy leading a somewhat intoxicated girl out of the back entrance tho, maybe someone else is trying to take your date home?"

"No! Thank you for all your help, I have to find her"

Chekov raced out the back entrance just in time to see a man with dark hair setting Marie in the back of his car.

"What are you doing with her?"

The man turned and saw Chekov, a panicked look on his face. He leapt into the driver's side of his speeder and raced away from the back lot of the bar. Chekov ran after him until he was out of sight. He pulled out his communicator and called the one person he could think of who would help him save Marie.

"Kirk! Marie was just kidnapped, I need a ride to look for her"

"Where are you Chekov?"

"East side bar, the one with the globe out front"

"I'll be there in 2 minutes"

Chekov ran around to the front and waited for almost no time at all before bursting into the speeder with Kirk.

"Head towards Orion Street"

"That's where the drug labs are"

"Oh my god"

The two men drove slowly up and down the street until Chekov saw the car that had taken his friend. He leapt out, Kirk on his tail. The burst through the door to the 7 story building it was parked outside and spread out, searching for Marie. They made it up to the third story before coming to a mysteriously locked door. Kirk nodded to Chekov and picked the lock. Inside was a strange site. Marie laying alone on a table in the middle of the room, an IV taped into her arm. She was gasping and looking blankly around the room. Chekov raced to her and cradled her head in his lap. She tried to speak to him but her tongue seemed to be numb, as she couldn't form coherent words. Kirk pulled the needle from her arm, holding a piece of shirt he had torn off over the hole from the implement.

"I don't know what type of drug they had her on, we just have to wait until she straightens out"

Chekov nodded, stroking hair from Marie's face as she murmured gibberish to him. Eventually she began to shake, moaning in anguish. Her friends tried to calm her, but to no avail. With one final scream, Marie's eyes closed and she was still.