Chapter 1

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I always wanted to know what type of person my mother was. My dad said she was a kind, loving, peaceful woman. He said she died a little after I was born. I could tell he never wanted to talk about her, so I never brought her up, unless he wanted to talk about her, but he never does, so I tend to stay away from the topic of her. Being only seventeen, Auntie Uhura said that a young girl, like myself, needs a loving mother, but in my case, that did not happen, so Auntie Uhura tried her best to fill that role.

I know she's only trying, and I appreciate her efforts, but she's more equipped to being my aunt. She says I'm a lot like my dad, which is far from the truth, Uncle Jim thinks that I'm more like my mom. Currently, my situation is stuck on a mission with my dad, Uncle Jim, Bones, my annoying boyfriend, Sulu and Mr. Kyle.

"Luna, I remember meeting your mother right in that very spot your standing in" Uncle Jim said. "Really? What was she like, when you met her?" I asked, my eyes sparkling. "Nothing your dad hasn't already told you, Luna" he said as daddy came into the room, with Sulu. "Captain, its the same as the last time we saw it, but those plants aren't here this time" Daddy said. "Alright, Spock. Luna, we'll resume our conversation later, ok?" Uncle Jim said.

"Ok, Uncle Jim" I said as Sulu wrapped his arm around my waist. I acted like it didn't bother me, but it did. Sulu knows when I'm annoyed and when I'm not, but as of right now, he couldn't tell if I was annoyed or not, because I wasn't reacting.

"What's wrong, tulip?"

"Nothing"

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"I said nothing!"

"Aight *does the 3......2.......1*"

"I just think its funny, we been talking for so long but, I'm starting to see how much of an ignoramus you really are. I cannot handle anymore of this lying and sneaking around behind my back crap, so either shape up, or get out of my life, because I know about your little affair with Yeoman Jenna. Yeah, I know about it, us girls, we talk all the time, dumbass. I never wanna see your cheating face ever again!" I yelled at him and ran off out of the house. I heard someone calling my name from the distance, so I turned around and saw Bones. Feeling the tears pricking my eyes, I ran to him and cried in his chest. "Luna, honey, what's the matter?" he asked. Sobbing, I tried to tell him what happened.

"He did, did he?" Bones asked getting mad. He pulled out his communicator and contacted my dad and told him what just happened. Once my dad came to our location, Bones passed me over to my dad and I felt the lump in my throat tighten again and I felt myself wanting to cry. I have never once cried in front of my dad, but I couldn't stop the tears from flowing this time, so I buried my face in my dads chest and cried as he stroked my hair, trying to calm me down. After crying myself out, I told my dad what I told Bones and my dad got madder than Pap did that time I told him I own a Horta.

"Luna, this is the first time you ever cried in front of me. He must've hurt you that bad to have you cry like this. I'll have a talk with him, honey" Daddy said. I sniffed and looked up at him and nodded slowly. "Daddy, if its ok with you, may I go stay with Grandma and Pap, please?" I asked with tear stained cheeks. "I'll talk to the captain about it, Luna" Daddy said. "K, dad. Can you have Scotty beam me back up? I wanna be in alone in my room" I said as daddy nodded and contacted Scotty.

"Mr. Scott?"

"Scott here, what is it, Mr Spock?"

"Could you beam Luna up?"

"But of course"

Once I was back aboard the ship, I gave my things back to Scotty, who looked at me with concern on his face. "Luna, darling? What seems to be troublin' you? Usually you are all smiles and crackin jokes and being all giggly. Tell Scotty what's gotcha down" he said, his Scottish accent showing. I told him what happened and he understood.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 06 ⏰

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