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The Way to Man's Heart is Through his Stomach	By : Clarissa_Eden Category: S through Z > Star Trek (2009) > Star Trek (2009) Views: 3301 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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"What do you mean the other ship stopped following us?" Bones demanded, his voice sounding like something bordering on a shriek. Bones couldn't believe what he was hearing. He had been called to the bridge as a department head, and now he was being asked to make a decision because of the simple fact that he was one the most senior officer's on the ship at the present moment.
"Exactly that Doctor." Replied a too calm, in Bones's opinion, Sulu. "Stark's ship is no longer in pursuit of the Enterprise, they dropped out of warp. What should we do?"
"Damn it man! I'm a Doctor, not a Commander. Hell, go and get Scotty to take over, anyone but me!" Bones snapped as he ran his hands, nervously, through his hair. Ten minutes ago he had been calm. He had been in Spock Prime's quarters play wrestling with his nephew, and half an hour before that he had been asleep, uncomfortably, but asleep none the less. Well he was until someone, Elizabeth, had told Caleb to go and wake him up, which the little mite had done by pouncing on him and at the same time inadvertently landing an unbelievably hard kick to Bones's balls. It was certainly one of the least pleasant ways Bones had been woken up in his life time.
"No Sir, you're a Lieutenant Commander, I'm only a Lieutenant. You're the higher ranking officer with command training, so take command Sir." Sulu spoke again, his voice level, despite the strain he was currently under. "And besides, Captain Kirk and Commander Spock need Commander Scott on the transporter controls. So do we stop and go back, or what?"
Bones was wracking his brain for what Jim would do in a situation like this. He thought back to what it was like all that time ago with the Nero situation, he hadn't been forced to take command then. But then again that was different. Back then they had anticipated Jim and Spock not being able to get back to the Enterprise, but they should have been back by now, and there hadn't been communication between them and the ship for some time now. So something had defiantly gone wrong.
"Arrgh!" Bones cried out in frustration as he fell backwards into the Captain's chair. "I'm gonna kill Jim when I get my hands on him. We go back, Sulu turn this ship around, and Chekov, get the Vulcan delegation up here, the ones that aren't in the brig and tell them not to bring my sister and nephew with them. The last thing I need is for the pair of them to be here making this harder, send a security team down to Spock Prime's quarters to keep them there."
The collective acknowledgement of "Yes Sir" sounded across the, otherwise, silent bridge.
Bones sat tensely in his seat, he was beyond stressed.
"Dr McCoy?" a small and gentle voice asked from his left.
Turning his head slightly, and opening one eye, Bones noticed it was Janice Rand, Jim's yeoman. A woman with whom he had had very little personal contact with, despite the length of time they had served on the ship together.
"What it is?" He asked, trying his best not to snap at her.
"If it makes you feel any better, you're doing what he would do. What both of them would have done in your position." Rand assured him. "We'll have Spock and the Captain back aboard this ship before you know it."
"I'm not so sure about that." Bones commented, clear apprehension in his voice. "We'll get them back if we're lucky. I'm not cut out for this kind of stress."
The last part was said more to himself than anyone else, but Rand still overheard him. She choose to remain silent, knowing full well that there was nothing she could say to make him think any different.
Just then the awkward tension on the bustling bridge was broken as the sound of bickering filtered through the door.
"Excuse me Ma'am," A muffled voice sounded, "but I cannot allow you on to the bridge in the middle of a red alert, you don't have the necessary clearance."
"Necessary clearance!" The equally muffled, but unmistakeable, voice of Elizabeth McCoy screeched. "I'll show you necessary clearance McKenna!"
There was then a loud thump coupled with a startled cry, and then the door slid open to reveal a red face Elizabeth, with a timid looking Caleb clutching onto her hand like it was a life line. Looking past his clearly irritated sister, Bones saw that the security officer who had been placed outside of the bridge, McKenna apparently, was slumped over clutching his nose, which was bleeding profusely. But that was the last of his problems as he noticed Elizabeth making her way over to him, the sea of personnel parting to allow her access, they had all noted what had happened to McKenna.
Rand was the last one to move out of Elizabeth's way, leaving Bones feeling very alone and very exposed under the heated glare of his baby sister.
"Leonard, what the hell is going on?" She demanded, her voice deathly quiet, which was never a good sign. "Why did a security team attempt to keep my secured and 'out of the way', as they so tactfully put it?"
Bones was nervous, and he had good reason to be. "Erm, listen Lizzie... I felt that it was for the best. We're entering a highly dangerous situation here, and as the acting Captain I didn't want you getting hurt."
The way Bones' voice lilted at the end of the sentence made the statement sound more like a question than anything else. Naturally this lack of confidence did nothing to appease Elizabeth, who was currently staring at her brother with her eyebrow arching high on her forehead.
"You listen to me right Leonard McCoy, if there is one thing you should never do to me, of all people, you shouldn't lie. You're not very good at it. So again, what the hell is going on?" Elizabeth reiterated, her voice was still low and unsettlingly calm.
Before he could answer, the doors to the bridge opened once again. Several members of the Vulcan delegation filed onto the bridge, being lead by Sarek and Spock Prime. Neither of who seemed surprised to see Elizabeth on the bridge.
"Doctor McCoy," Sarek addressed him. "It is my understanding that you requested our presence here, and that it is you that has taken over the control of the Enterprise in the absence of a Capitan."
"Yes Ambassador, not willingly however."
"Very well, may I enquire as to the reasoning behind the request of our presence?" Sarek continued.
Bones' eyes briefly flitted towards his sister and nephew, who were still very close to him, before moving back to the assembled Vulcan delegation.
"I have commanded the ship to turn back and move towards the rebel ship Ambassador. For a reason unknown to us, stark had ordered the ship to halt and we do not want to leave our people behind." Bones briefly explained. "And whilst I do have the authority to take command, I'm a doctor not a diplomat. I feel that it would be best if you were involved Ambassador. However, Elizabeth and Caleb were not meant to be here!"
Bones' eyes were pointedly fixed upon his younger sister at this point. It was as though he was attempting to scold her without uttering a single word. But Sarek started speaking again, and his attention returned to that of the surly Vulcan Ambassador.
"I see. Well Doctor, your logic on the matter is sound. However, I must stress that it would be best for me to defer to my colleague on this matter," he said gesturing towards Spock Prime. "He has had far more contact with the Vulcan known as Stark than I. It would be in the best interest of this ship, and yourself, if I were to remove myself from this situation, as I have an obvious vested interest in the outcome of your present endeavour."
Bones was slightly slack jawed at what he had just heard, he couldn't be sure, but he was fairly confident that Sarek had just confirmed that he was not in the right framed of mind to deal with what was going on.
'Ha, what do you know? Sarek is worried about his son, perhaps Vulcans do have a heart after all.' Bones mused before he could stop himself.
"Very well Ambassador." Bones verbalised, knowing full well that Sarek wanted to leave the bridge.
"I shall take my leave." Sarek turned, a couple of his aids turning with him leaving Spock Prime where he was, but Sarek paused before he left the bridge and turned back to the group of McCoys. "If it would please you, I will take Caleb with me in order to ensure his safety. I understand that you, Elizabeth, wish to remain here on the bridge."
"Yes, thank you." Elizabeth nodded towards her Father-in-law, before crouching down at her son's level. "Caleb, honey, I want you to go with Grandpa. He'll look after you whilst Uncle Leo and I work on getting Daddy back, okay?"
Caleb silently nodded before running to his grandfather's side.
"Doctor McCoy, we will be reaching our target in 90 seconds." Sulu announced as the Vulcan delegation, plus Caleb and sans Spock Prime, left the bridge.

"Well then, we appear to have a problem then don't we?" Sybok snarled as his face warped from a jovial smile into a sinister grimace.
Spock gazed back at the man he had once held in high esteem, back when he was a child, with a measured degree of mirth hidden away in his eyes. To be honest Spock was becoming sick of the way in which Sybok was conducting himself, it was juvenile if anything. Sybok had not changed in anyway, where Spock on the other hand had matured, developed and become a whole new entity. He was no longer the young child that Sybok was still under the impression he was. Spock had been through too much in his, admittedly, short life to have not changed and adapted. His experiences had made stronger, wiser and a fighter.
And right now he was not about to let anyone, not even his older brother, dictate his life to him.
"Step aside Sybok." Spock's spoke quietly and evenly. He wanted to avoid another physical confrontation, although he doubted it would be avoided. "There should be no issue between us, we are after all brothers."
"Ah, but that's the problem isn't it brother? If I let you and your monkey go..." Sybok hissed whilst gesturing towards Jim, "What will become of me? Will you hand my ship over to the Elders, and expect me to come quietly? Or will you simply get back aboard your precious Enterprise and use your weapons to destroy my ship? You see either way Spock, I lose, and I don't like to lose."
Spock continued to stare at his brother, becoming more and more aware of how truly insane Sybok had become. It was clear even when they were young that Sybok was more... deranged than most full blooded Vulcan children. He resisted to even attempt to control his emotions at all points, becoming aggressive whenever he was disciplined for the misdemeanours he committed. At the time, Spock had not understood why Sybok had been exiled. All he had seen was his older brother being abandoned by his family, which in turn left Spock feeling abandoned also. No one other than Sybok and his mother had accepted Spock for who and what he was. So to have been without Sybok was a painful and difficult transition to go through in his early life. And even now, Spock doubted that the elders had made the correct decision in sending Sybok away from Vulcan, it may have been more suitable to have had him interned in a secure facility, and given the present situation, it would have been a wiser choice of punishment.
The man opposite him now, may have the memories and some of the attitudes of the man who his brother used to be, but he was defiantly not the same person who Spock had known.
"I cannot speak on behalf of the council of Elders, it is not my place." Spock spoke carefully, and with a measured amount of decorum. "However, if you were to refrain from inflicting pain upon my commanding officer, he may be willing to discuss the matter with you."
The garbled response from Jim could have been interpreted as an affirmative, but Spock couldn't be completely sure. But the prompt gasp of relief that issued forth from Jim, suggested that things were starting to move in the metaphorical right direction.
"Fine, let the Monkey speak." Sybok spat, flouncing across the room, brandishing his arm in a rather dramatic way.
Jim picked himself up off of the floor with as much dignity as he could muster, and brushed himself off, tugging his uniform back into place as he did so. Clearing his throat slightly, Jim was about to speak, knowing that his voice would be a bit raspy, when an ear piercing alarm sounded.
"Well it would appear that your precious Enterprise has come back for you Captain." Sybok spat.
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