I'm super excited for this story! I'm a huge fan of Star Trek but this is my first fanfic for it! A few starters, this story takes place in Starfleet San Francisco. I also apologize to all of the Uhura fans but she will not be in here or if she is she will not be romantically involved with any of the Spocks. I tried to write her in but it was just way too complicated, so just put her from your mind lovely readers. And this story takes place after the second movie before the five year mission.

"What is the central assumption of Quantum Cosmology?"

"Everything that can happen does happen in equal and parallel universes."

The young woman hurriedly got ready for the day. Stabbing herself repeatedly with an eyeliner pen in the process. Normally she was not the type of woman to put much work into her appearance, usually opting for simple yet affective. Today, however, was her first day at her first job. She would be working on a team of highly intelligent people all with the goal of aiding New Vulcan rebuild, all far more qualified and experienced than she. She assumed it was an important enough event that she should at least put on some eye shadow.

Getting a first day on the job was even more important to the woman considering she had been searching for one for an entire year after finishing Graduate school. When she had first begun college at Starfleet she hadn't considered how difficult it would be to be hired as an Anthropologist. She had mainly been upset that her academic advisor had threatened to pull her funding if she opted for the Literature major, she'd originally intended to get. She ended up loving her degree and was excited to start work in her field. Unfortunately, all the jobs appeared to be in her sister's field of study: genetic research, or her brother's, technology engineering. A fact neither one of them failed to throw in her face. The tiny woman shook her head lightly, refusing to become angry with their childish teasing.

She finished up on straightening her shoulder length blonde hair. She stepped back surveying herself in the mirror. She didn't exactly fit the description of a 'woman of science' she had a very feminine delicate appearance to herself. Something she had tried to remedy by clipping her hair into blunt bangs. But it didn't create the sharp intelligent look that she so desired.

With a huff she went back into her room to put on her attire. Although she had been hired and now worked for Starfleet, she would not be required to wear a uniform on a daily basis. So she opted for a simple dress and flat shoes, she wasn't a particularly flashy person. Checking the wall clock she saw that she still had plenty of time and leisurely went down the stairs.

The most unfortunate part of not being employed was not being able to afford rent. Because of this she was still stuck living with her parents. Not that it really mattered, all three of her siblings still lived at home so it's not like any of them would pass judgement. The woman was about to push open the door to the kitchen when a delicate cough stopped her.

"I wouldn't go in there if I were you." The woman's younger sister called out. She paused with her hand still on the door.

"Why not?" she questioned. Her sister Colette was lounging on the couch with a PADD in her hand. She grinned widely in response to her question.

"Mother and Elle are having a row." Colette responded airily. She moved away from the door and closer to Colette. Her sister loved to be dramatic, but her information was always sound.
"What are they arguing about?" She asked. Colette readied herself to act out the conversation. In a high pitched voice that could no doubt be mimicking their mothers' she said:

"You need to be nicer to people, this entire family is fed up with your attitude!" she cleared her throat and smiled again.

"They've been going at it for the past 10 minutes." She added. With a sigh the woman sat on the arm of the couch.

"I don't know why she doesn't just move out. It's not like she enjoys being nagged and it's not like she can't afford it." Colette simpered. It was true when their mother said the family was sick of Elle's attitude. After her graduation a few years ago she had made waves in the scientific community; making discovery after discovery, and having almost every one of her papers published. It was bitter pill to swallow when she herself couldn't even be hired. Noting the change in the woman's expression the younger decided to speak up.

"Don't let her get to you Georgie. You need to stop comparing yourself to her. You're just as talented, you just haven't had a chance to prove yourself yet." Colette said soothingly. Georgie shrugged in response.

"I don't know what I'm going to do when you move into the dorms next month." She sighed. Her younger sister was attending her first year at Starfleet in the fall, it was strange considering they would live in the same town, but not under the same roof. Then again all three of the older siblings had gone to Starfleet and then returned. It was only fair that their youngest sibling should get the same opportunity. Colette grimaced in response.

"Maybe you can apply for Starfleet Personnel living arrangements." She offered. Georgie groaned.

"The paper work though! And then I'd have to see my coworkers all the time, what if we don't get along?" She conjectured.

"You don't live with them, the worst that could happen is that you would be in the same building. Which I doubt because you're brand new and most of them are probably senior personnel." Colette said with an eye roll. She of course knew her sister was right. She was just nervous to take the first step out into the real world. Not that she would be walking that far, her parents' home was practically on Starfleet's base. Maybe it would be a good idea to at least fill out an application.

"When did you become so smart?" Georgie asked ruffling her sister blonde curls. Colette swatted her hands away.

"Don't mess with the fro." Colette whined good naturedly.

"Brat." She shot back. They barely finished talking before the kitchen argument made its way into the living room.

"Georgiana! Tell mother that she is overreacting about my behavior! You guys love me and shouldn't want me to change!" Elle said dramatically upon entering the room.

"Don't bring your sister into this Eleanor!" Her mother said shrilly. Georgie and Colette quickly evacuated the room and went into the kitchen. There was no need to get in the middle of that.

"Morning ladies." Their father said from behind his PADD at the kitchen table. Her brother Thomas was also seated only he was eating breakfast.

"Have you been in here through all of that?" Colette questioned indicating to the living room. She headed to the fridge to find breakfast.

"Yup." Her father replied nonchalantly. Georgiana could picture her father and Thomas sitting there during the dispute. Her father oblivious to what was going on and Thomas enjoying the chaos. Her brother was only older by 10 months but yet he acted annoyingly superior. She speculated that he treated everyone that way though, his personality was naturally pretentious. Her sister provided distraction by passing her the orange juice carafe. She poured herself a glass and seated herself at the table.

A few minutes later a satisfied looking Elle came back into the kitchen, she immediately rifled through the cabinets looking for a protein bar. Their father finally looked up from his PADD, just now seeming to become aware of his surroundings he focused in on Georgie.

"First day of work." He commented with a nod of his head. As far as inspiring speeches or words of encouragement went, that would be his limit. He had never been a particularly eloquent person, quite frankly it mystified his many children how he had wooed their mother. He almost never spoke, their mother was his opposite, always finding something to say. Fortunately for Georgie her eldest sibling was there to fill the silence with speech.

"Ugh, are you really wearing that on your first day. Take my advice when I say you want to make a good first impression, I know you don't like flare, but you're coming off a little too plain Jane." Elle commented. For most people this would've been an offensive comment, but for Georgie this was almost a compliment. Elle truly meant to be helpful when she said things like this.

"Oh I think she looks fine. Not everybody wants to come off as glamorous." Colette stated, running to Georgie's defense. Elle just gave her a skeptical look. Before she could say anything else Georgie shot out of her seat.

"Well look at the time, guess I've gotta fly." She said in a rush to leave the room. She grabbed her keys and satchel from the mud room. And was so close to freedom when Elle called her back. Georgie turned to find Elle standing behind her.

"Hey, I know you're nervous, but don't be. Just you wait, one day you'll be as successful as Thomas and me." She said trying to be supportive. It was all the young woman could do to not flinch at the statement. Instead she gave her sister a quick nod before flying out the door. The thick summer air did little to help the Georgie's chaotic emotions.

The small woman disliked nothing more in the world than to be compared to her sister. It was something she had dealt with since she was a child. Elle had always appeared put together and intelligent, anyone in the same room as her would feel an instant ego drop. Her sister was practically perfect, it had been far too easy to feel inferior to her. Before any real negativity could harbor itself in her she reminded herself of all the blessings of having her sister. It didn't help much so she increased her waking speed. Sometimes you just needed to work off your emotions.

Georgiana arrived promptly to the facilities of her new job. It was quite a walk from her house, but not too far that she could ride the bus. The building was close to the center of Starfleet. The campus and main headquarters sprawled in many directions surrounding it. The young woman was excited to be at the epicenter of so much action, in her building alone she knew about several high profile projects that were happening. The prospects were almost too much to handle.

She went into her building and went through the security check points: get I.D checked, walk through a metal detector, and have bags searched. No privacy here. After that it didn't take Georgie long to find the area she would be working. The New Vulcan team was in the first floor of the building. Their wing had several labs and offices that they could work in. Unfortunately, with the plethora of hiding places it made it difficult for Georgie to find anyone. She was looking for her boss when she ran smack dab into him. He was a man in his early thirties, he looked particularly nervous today, his dark hair scooped out of his face in uneven chunks. He had clearly been pushing it out of his face regularly.

"Dr. Kinsey? I'm Georgiana Lucas the new Anthropologist." She introduced herself. Desperately not wanting to sound like a college intern. Kinsey tilted his head slightly and adjusted the stacks of PADDs he was holding to offer her his hand.

"Ah. Yes, I was about to send an intern down to make sure you found your way, but it would appear you are resourceful enough to find your own way. Yes, good, good I'm having the entire team meet in our conference room." He stated, shaking her hand profusely. "This entire program is new, thankfully that means we can all cluelessly figure things out together. Oh, and here this is the PADD you" He said while selecting one from the stack. Once it was in her hands he quickly led the way to the conference room. It was a large room filled with sleek hard chairs, all of the chairs faced the front of the room where there was a podium and a large interactive screen. The room was empty minus Georgiana and Kinsey.

"So, besides myself who all is on the team?" Georgie asked immediately in order to dispel awkward silence. Kinsey placed the rest of the PADDs on a chair to speak with her better.

"I have only met a handful of them. All of us were hired by the Admiral to be here. It's a very diverse group of people, and by that I mean fieldwork, we are a mostly human group of people. Strange considering what we're doing." He said. Not really answering Georgie's question. He knew it was just to fill silence and he would prefer everyone to meet at once. They stood for a few minutes waiting for the rest of the team. It didn't take long before they started to hear the echo of voices down the hallway, the group slowly entered followed by a very stressed looking temp.

"I'm sorry sir, there was a mix up on the schedule about which conference room we would be in. They all ended up in nuclear warfare division." The young girl said sheepishly.

"Oh, well maybe now would be the best time for introductions. So, um lets all sit down I'll start the slideshow, and then we can all say hi." It was obvious that he was floundering. This had to be one of his first managerial positions. Georgie quickly seated herself in a second row chair. There were several dozen people here, they varied in age from a few years older than her to positively ancient. The slideshow started, drawing her attention away from the group of coworkers. It mainly showed a picture, name, year of graduation, and degree. It also stated what their job on the team was. So Architect, Medical, Technology, etc. Most of the people where not well known but very accredited, there were a few though that were nearly famous for their work. Kinsey, frequently pointed out many of said peoples' work.

One person that particularly interested the young woman was the presence of Ambassador Spock. Almost all of Starfleet had at least heard of the alternate reality from where he came, but it was strange to see him in person. He was far more aged than the young Spock, if you weren't already informed it would be easy to assume they were merely relatives. Kinsey went on the explain that the Ambassador was here to assist in any way he could. He after all was qualified enough to do almost anything and his position as an Ambassador in the alternate reality made this a natural task for him.

After a few more people's faces clicked by it rested on Georgiana's for a beat. With little more to say than her degree she didn't exactly need a speech. She hoped one day that it would day be different. The rest of the slideshow progressed in this fashion. She had to push herself to remain focused, it quite frankly did not matter to her how many papers everyone had published. When the presentation was finished Kinsey came over to her, at first she assumed maybe for a chat. He wasn't that much older than her and he wasn't bad as far as looks went. Unfortunately it turned out that he simply had business on his mind.

"I forgot to inform you, your assigned partner regretfully had to decline the position. You are currently the only member of your department, since you're job mainly consists of preserving culture it has not been deemed essential, so there is no way of knowing when we will be able to rehire." He explained with a sympathetic expression. Her heart sank slightly at the news, she hadn't expected to have several partners but she certainly hadn't wanted to work alone. She resigned herself to an empty office and with a sigh began to assure Kinsey that she would be fine.

"It's ok-" She began but was quickly interrupted.

"Forgive my intrusion but I believe I can be of assistance in your dilemma." The deep voice of Spock sounded behind Georgie, causing her to jump slightly. She quickly turned to face him. "As you may know I am very familiar with Vulcan culture given that I lived there. While it would be illogical for me to devote all of my time to one branch, I believe my extensive knowledge on the topic could compensate for the lack of a partner." He offered politely. Kinsey jumped onto the idea.

"I believe that your knowledge would do more than suffice, in fact having a Vulcan part of the culture team will be most enlightening." He beamed. "Now if you don't mind, I'm going to talk to the Architecture department about budget." He said before scurrying off. With Kinsey gone Spock turned his full attention on Georgie. Realizing that she hadn't introduced herself she hastily started.

"I don't believe we've met before and you've probably never heard of me, but I'm Georgiana Lucas." She offered cheerily. Spock looked almost surprised for a moment at her introduction. Well, as surprised as any Vulcan ever appears, more like he froze for a moment with a hint of a questioning gaze.

"Yes, I have actually heard of you" He stated with a ghost of a smile. "I am Spock, Ambassador of New Vulcan, and I am pleased to be assisting you on this project." He continued. Much to her surprise he extended an arm to shake her hand. Shock caused her to freeze momentarily, she had been told that Vulcans did not touch people, especially with their hands, due to the fact that they were touch telepaths. She decided not question it and extended her palm forward.

Oh was it strange! The moment her fingers touched his, warmth shot up her arm, it was a pleasant sensation like sitting in the sun on a warm day. Images flickered in her head so sporadically that she could hardly process them. All that she could really gather where a few images of herself from Spock's viewpoint. When he released her hand all the images stopped but the warm sensation remained. Her head also buzzed pleasantly. Shortly after, he said goodbye and wondered off. The meeting left Georgie in awe, she had never known how cool it would be to be in contact with a telepath, she always assumed it would be much more intrusive.

Well there you go! First chapter! If you have any questions please leave them in a review. If you don't have any questions please review too! You've made it this far, I know that button is calling to you (just click it) ;)