Disclaimer: I don't own them, they belong to the late, great Gene Roddenberry and Paramount. I'm making no money, I'm just having some fun.

Author's Note: This is my very first story for Star Trek, I realize that Jim and Bones are probably out of character, my only excuse is that I'm very new to this fandom and am still figuring the characters out.

"Jim, I don't know," Leah said as she stared at her best friend and the contraption he was currently trying to coax her on.

Jim rolled his eyes, "C'mon, Bones, it'll be fun."

She refrained from pointing out that his idea of 'fun' usually ended with him getting hurt and her patching him up or reciting all the horrible things that could happen to them on his motorcycle if he handled it the way he handled everything else; full speed ahead, damn the torpedoes and all that.

He'd finally bought a replacement to the motorcycle he'd left behind in Iowa by working part-time in one of the local cafes that catered to Starfleet Academy as well as borrowing some credits from his mom, who'd been thrilled that he'd joined the Academy and he was eager to show it off to his best friend. Seeing her hesitation, he flashed his most charming smile, "C'mon, Bones. You trust me right?" At her nod, he continued, "Then trust me when I say, that this is perfectly safe and I won't let anything happen to you. It'll just be a quick ride around, I promise."

Finally, Leah climbed onto the bike behind her best friend. Jim made sure that her arms were wrapped securely around him before taking off.

Leah couldn't remember the last time she'd had so much fun or felt so free. Jim handled the motorcycle with the ease of a master, guiding the bike around San Francisco. As they returned to the Academy, Leah found herself reluctant to get off the bike.

"See? I told you that I'd take care of you," Jim said as he pulled up to their dormitory.

Leah nodded and bit her lip for a long moment while she watched Jim secure his bike before speaking, "Jim? Is there any way we could do that again sometime?"

Jim smiled, "Sure, Bones. Tell ya what, we're both off this weekend, why don't we take a spin around California? We can see Los Angeles or maybe Vegas."

Leah laughed and headed inside, she still hated flying through the sky, but flying on the ground with Jim and his motorcycle wasn't all that bad and she couldn't wait to go again.

The End