I do not own Star Trek, though I wish I did. I only own Ta'kel...
Space, the final frontier, these are the voyages of the Starship Enterprise; her continuing mission to explore strange new worlds, and go where no one has gone before.
The turbo lift opened onto the bridge, the screen showing hyperspace in all its beauty. The crew was set in their places, everything as normal as it had been for a while. The figure standing in the turbo lift smirked, knowing that she was about to throw a few things off.
"Permission to come aboard, Captain?" the woman asked, her voice beautiful and resonating.
The young captain turned to see the tall, almost Amazonian, woman standing there. She was wearing standard science officer uniform, the short skirt threatening to show what the womanizer was wishing to see. Her hair was straight, cascading down her back in a red river.
"What's your name and rank?" the blond man asked.
"Lieutenant Ta'kel, Medical Officer," the woman stated, the smirk not leaving her face. The Captain noticed her focus was in the direction of his first officer. "Requesting permission to come aboard your ship, Captain Kirk."
"Granted," Kirk smiled at the woman. Admiral Pike had told the younger man that a new medical officer was being sent. He said she was high ranking and very important, for what, he left out. The woman approached him and handed him a PADD with, what he assumed, her information on it. "Lieutenant Ta'kel, Dr. McCoy is expecting you in sickbay as soon as possible. My first officer will escort you there," Kirk said, motioning for Spock to approach them. "Lieutenant, this is..."
"Spock, we've met," the woman stated, smiling broadly at the Vulcan. "I'm sorry to cut you off sir. It's good to see you again Spock. It's been too long."
"Not long enough…" Spock commented under his breath, almost inaudible.
"Well, that's good to hear. Spock, escort her to sickbay and then report back here," Kirk said, smirking and wondering how the two knew each other.
Spock motioned for the woman to step into the lift and followed her. Once the doors closed Ta'kel began to laugh and she hugged the man.
"Pip-squeak! I've missed you so much!" she exclaimed.
"I knew the nick name would come back," Spock said calmly into her shoulder.
"How have you been? You got yourself a girl yet, or have you claimed that hot man of a captain back there?"
"Are you implying that I have romantic or sexual feelings for Jim? Because I assure you I do not."
"Alright, I believe you. But the question is, do you have someone?"
"You're asking if I'm in a romantic relationship?"
"Yes already!" Ta'kel exclaimed, starting to get annoyed.
"I am currently in a relationship with Uhura, the communications officer on this ship."
"Good for you man. Is she human?"
Ta'kel slapped the man on the shoulder. "No shit!"
"Have you taken a mate?" Spock asked as the lift came to a halt. The two exited and started walking down the hall.
"Me? Taking a mate? So you don't know me that well, do you? No man could take being with me for long periods of time," she replied, laughing.
"I can stand you for long periods of time," Spock pointed out.
"Yeah, but you're like my little brother, so it doesn't count."
The two walked into sickbay just in time to hear the sound of someone vomiting and another person swearing. A brown haired man walked into the sight of the two, his shirt covered in someone else's lunch.
"Dr. McCoy," Spock said, motioning to the man in front of them.
"I have a feeling today's going to be bad," the woman said, staring at the scene before her.
"Well, I must return to my post. Introduce yourself to him and be useful. I shall see you later." And with that, Spock left.
Ta'kel approached the man, hands behind her back. The sick man popped out from his bed, his hands being held by nurses.
"Sir, lay down," Ta'kel said softly, pushing him firmly back onto the bed, "We can't help you if you won't lay down."
"Who are you?" McCoy asked from the other side of the room.
Ta'kel turned to see him pulling his shirt off. He was a well-muscled man, despite the fact that he did look more aged than most of the crew. He had strong arms and well-defined abs. Ta'kel was speechless as his muscles flexed with his movements.
"I'm Lieutenant Ta'kel. I'm a new medical officer," she replied, regaining her senses.
"So, you're a new nurse," he said in an uncaring tone.
"I'm no nurse. I'm a doctor, one of the best. I was trained by a highly esteemed doctor."
"Everyone says that. Who was it?" he asked. He walked back over to his patient and injected the man.
"Dr. Phlox," she said, placing her hands on her hips. He glared at her and returned to his work. She watched as he scanned the man and injected him. After another scan the man put down his tricorder and walked over to his office. Ta'kel decided to follow him.
"So you're here as a new officer? Well, just because you studied under Dr. Phlox doesn't mean you get any special treatment."
"I never expected any. What can I start with?" The woman smiled, crossing her arms across her chest.
"Well, first, since you're new you need a physical. Since I've finished with that man I guess I can do that now." He motioned for her to leave the room.
She hopped up onto a bio-bed and he started to scan her. She saw his general surprise as he read the readings.
"You're half Vulcan," he almost whispered.
"Yes, that surprising to you?" she asked, a broad smile appearing on her face.
"I never expected a green blooded hob-goblin to show emotions. Congratulations, you've managed to surprise me. Other than that you're healthy." He put down his tricorder and started to walk away.
"Did you just call me a green blooded hob-goblin?" she asked. She hopped off the bed and walked next to the grumpy man.
"Yes I did," he stated casually. He started studying some scans on a screen. "You can start by reviewing these tests." He handed her a PADD and she snatched it from his hands.
"I'd be delighted."
Hours passed, and Ta'kel sat in sick bay, working. She sighed and put down the scans she was studying and stretched. Her bones cracked as she lifted her arms above her head. She ran her hands through her hair, pulling it back to reveal her pointed ears, and tied it in place. Returning her attention to the PADD she was working on, she was interrupted by a man walking in and announcing the change in shifts. She sighed in relief and got up. As she walked towards the door she noticed Bones still working in his office.
"You know it's the end of A shift," she said, leaning against the doorway into his office.
"I know," was his simple reply.
"You know, I haven't been on this ship long. I was wondering if you could show me…"
"No." She let out her breath, exasperated at his immediate response. "I have work."
"I understand. I'll just try to find my way around. I wonder which way the rec-room is?" she said to herself as she walked off.
The man sighed and put down his work. He got up and walked behind her. "I wouldn't want you getting lost and hurt. It'd just mean more work for me."
The woman smirked. "Thank you."
Bones led her down the hall and into the turbo lift. He said a command and the lift started to move. The two stood in silence until the lift stopped. Neither had anything to say to the other, for Ta'kel's mind was mainly thinking about the man's body. They reached a large pair of doors that Ta'kel assumed was the rec-room. She opened the doors and saw a large room full of people. She smiled as she saw Spock sitting with a dark woman.
"Here's the rec-room," Bones said, turning to walk away.
"Wait, aren't you going to take a break. I'm sure my friend wouldn't mind you tagging along."
"Who's your friend?" McCoy asked, intrigued at the notion that this woman already had friends on the ship.
"Spock, or as I call him, Pip-squeak." She smiled and Bones chuckled at her nickname for the Vulcan.
"Alright." The two walked over to Spock's table.
"Mind if we join?" Ta'kel asked. Spock motioned for her to sit down and she smiled at him. She took her seat next to the Vulcan and turned her attention to the African beauty sitting across form her. "Ta'kel," she said, offering her hand to the other woman.
"Uhura," the woman replied, a warm smile on her face. "It's nice to meet you. How do you and Spock know each other?"
"Well, our parents knew each other, although I can't say that they've liked each other since they met. I must say my father hated his for a while," Ta'kel laughed as she patted Spock on the shoulder.
"Although I cannot say that my father hated yours, or that your mother hated my father," Spock added.
"No, no, no. Hate is a strong emotion, my mother would never admit to feeling it towards anyone, especially a member of the Vulcan High Council."
"You're Vulcan?" Uhura asked, surprised.
"Half Vulcan, half Human. I was raised on a ship of almost all humans, so I was never taught to fully suppress my emotions," Ta'kel explained.
"You guys started the party without me!" said the Captain as he approached.
"Captain!" Ta'kel exclaimed, getting up from her seat. The others started laughing.
"We're off duty right now. Call me Jim," Kirk said, sitting down on Spock's other side.
They continued their conversation and were joined by two other men, both very young humans. The first, named Pavel Chekov, was about 17 years old and from Russia. The other, Hikaru Sulu, was Asian and very handsome himself. But the real fun started when Montgomery Scott joined the group.
"Scotty! You decided to leave your work and join us. How wonderful," Kirk said, greeting the man.
"Scott?" Ta'kel asked, glaring at the man. "Do you mean Montgomery Scott?" The others nodded. "You can go die in a hole."
"What did I do?" the man asked, confused and hurt.
"That dog was a good dog, he deserved better."
"Oh, ya heard about that," he sighed as he sat down. The others chuckled. She only glared at him. "Look, ya gotta let things go every once in a while!"
"Once you give Admiral Archer his beagle back," she retorted.
"Damn it!" Scotty said, banging the table. "Ya know it was an accident, right?"
"Yes." She only glared more.
"Look, ya can't hate me forever. At least give me a chance."
"Fine, but I have my eyes on you." She was still glaring, causing Kirk to start laughing uncontrollably. "Do you find it funny that that dog lost its life?"
"No, I find it funny that you're so mad," Kirk replied, still cracking up.
"I'm a vegetarian, what do you expect?"
"Why do you call Spock Pip-squeak?" Uhura asked, changing subjects.
Ta'kel smiled. "Well that's easy to answer. Shockingly, I'm much older than the little man. When we first met he was a little guy, much smaller than me. I couldn't remember his name, and by that I mean I wasn't paying attention when I was told it, so I called him the first thing that came to mind, and it kind of stuck."
"How old are you?" Bones asked, not thinking.
"How rude! You don't ask a woman her age!" Ta'kel retorted.
The group continued their talking into the night. It escalated into a chess match between Spock and Chekov, Spock being the obvious winner. Spock sat back satisfied, not expecting Bones to step up and challenge him to a game. The match had just started when Ta'kel realized how tired she really was.
"I think I'm going back to my quarters. It was nice seeing you again," she said, tapping Spock on the shoulder and then walking off. Kirk broke away from the group and followed her.
"How was your first day on the job?" he asked, looking the woman up and down.
"Interesting. Dr. McCoy got barfed on, but other than that it was uneventful," she replied, smiling at the extremely attractive man.
"His nick name is Bones, just so you know."
"Well, I believe you know how much I like nick names."
"What do you think of the crew?"
"There are some very fine specimens here. It makes me wish I wasn't half Vulcan." Kirk smiled at this. "I'm looking forward to working and living here. I can tell that you're all very nice people."
"Well that's a good thing, right?"
"Yes. Thank you for walking me here. I would have probably gotten lost if you hadn't," she said once they reached her room.
"My pleasure. Goodnight."
Jim watched the woman's figure disappear into the dark room beyond the door. He noticed how wonderfully proportioned she was and smiled. He knew he was going to have some fun with her.