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"Commander Ivory Scott of the U.S.S. Karzer is hereby reassigned to the U.S.S. Enterprise for the overseeing of the Engineering department for the reasons previously mentioned. Now, the records say Chief Engineer Montgomery Scott has relations with you, is that correct?" The man asked the question as if it was something of suspicion, Ivory answered calmly.

"Yes you are correct, Chief Engineer Montgomery Scott is my older brother by a few years," Ivory informed. She was pale skinned and had dark golden brown hair that was placed into a high pony like most female officers wore, but she kept hers braided tight to keep it neat. She was clad in a gold dress, long sleeved, uniform that showed her ranking on her arm, the knee high leather boots and finally a pair of black gloves to hide pale hands. Her pale face making her forest green eyes appear bright and wise, her lips pale and her cheeks pink…she was a woman of business nothing else, nothing else interested her.

"When was the last time you had spoken to your brother?"

"When he was given the position of Chief of Engineering," Ivory answered.

"Will this be an emotional issue if something where to go wrong?"

"No, sir, my brother and I are fully aware of what must be done and what will be done in case of deaths between the two of us. We are, of course, two members of Starfleet and know the regulations…I can promise you that."

"I'm glad to hear that, we would not like a repeat of what happened on the U.S.S. Karzer. We will be informing Captain Kirk on the changes, so please, Commander Scott, prepare to board your new vessel."

"Yes, sir," Ivory turned on her heels and walked out of the large room entering the crowded corridor. Cadets busily brushed past her and when turning to apologize would immediately straighten, gather their self and speak with upmost respect; she'd give her nod and they'd continue on. She kept her pace through the twisting halls of the space station before coming to a halt inside Hanger Bay 4 where a shuttle waited for new crew members to bring aboard the Enterprise, she walked into the craft and took a seat in silence near the back knowing not what to expect upon her arrival on the large vessel.

"Shuttle 32 you are clear for takeoff," the voice echoed within in the hanger and in moments the craft was in open space aiming towards her new home for the next few years.

The shuttle latched to a landing dock within the Enterprise and emptied new cadets and Ivory.

"Commander Scott," Ivory turned to see a girl with tilted almond eyes holding a padd clad in a blue uniform, "Please follow me to the bridge."

Ivory watched the girl turn and walk through the busy area with ease, Ivory hardened her face and followed catching up instantly. When the girl gave her a side glance, noticing she had caught up she spoke, "Your quarters are located on Deck D, where you will be living during stay aboard the ship. Excuse my rudeness I'm Amelia I'll be your Yeoman."

"I was assigned a Yeoman?" Ivory asked raising an eyebrow.

Amelia nodded, "Yes, and before you ask I am an engineer, but ma'am if I may speak freely."

"Go ahead," they stopped at the turbo lift waiting for the doors to slide open.

"Thank you," Amelia smiled a bit and her eyes lit up standing out against her dark long hair, "I've read your reports from the Karzer and have read reports related to your work. I am thoroughly impressed and am privileged to be your Yeoman, you have no idea how many wished to be standing here."

Ivory eyed the overzealous alien and felt a smile tug at her lips, "Thank you." The doors slid open and the two got on, Amelia instantly probing at the padd, but halted a moment to push a button and instantly they were on their way up. Not long after the doors slid open again to reveal the bridge, Ivory looked at Amelia and noticed that the girl was waiting for her to move. She stepped off the lift and Ivory followed without wait and stayed close pressing at the padd. Ivory stepped down to the lower area where a gold shirt hovered over the helmsman discussing something. Ivory stopped behind the man and cleared her throat clasping her hands behind her back. Their conversation halted and he straightened himself turning around to face her.

"Hello there," he raised an eyebrow looking at her, "I'd ask your rank and name, but there is no possible way you are a member of Starfleet."

Ivory raised her eyebrow in return, "Excuse me?"

"You're a weapon in yourself;" he grinned softly, "No man on this ship is going to get their work done with you walking around."

Ivory felt her jaw go slack at the comment, but instead of commenting she shook her head and closed her eyes tight, before trying again, "Are you the Captain?"

"Yes, I am," he walked past her to sit in his chair and watched as she turned to face him, "James Tiberius Kirk, Captain of the U.S.S. Enterprise at your service."

Great…Ivory resisted the urge to roll her eyes, "I'm Ivory Scott, overseeing Commander of Engineering as of today."

"That's right, Pike did mention something about that," Kirk twisted his chair to either side before pushing a button on his chair, "Bridge to engineering?"

"Bridge acknowledged."

"Scotty, I need you up here pronto," Kirk said eyeing Ivory.

"Right away, Captain just let me finish up down here," the Scottish accent rang out in the bridge.

"Great," Kirk clicked the button and got to his feet, "Chekov, get our okay so we can head out to Calder II."

"Aye, aye keptin," the boy who had spoken brought a smile to Ivory's lips.

"Sulu, we'll head out on Warp 3 on my command," Kirk didn't stop to take a breath, "Uhura, send a transmission to Calder II and notify me when you have your response, keep your ears open for Klingons."

"Yeah, yeah," the girl, Uhura, rolled her eyes, "I know." She turned back to her station.

"I know, Captain," Kirk dragged the word out with a bemused smile before looking back at Ivory, "Welcome aboard Commander."

The turbo lift's doors slid open and Scotty's voice joined the mingle of others, "No, I don't think it's a good idea. Yes, I have my reasons. I am not going to let…okay fine..." Kirk raised his eyebrow as Scotty came to a halt by him, "Yes, yes, I-I-I will, you make this very challenging to speak when you don't ever breathe between sentences. We'll continue this later." He pushed his ear piece and looked at Kirk, "Now what is it you wanted, because frankly I'm fairly busy Captain and don't have all day."

Kirk chuckled at it and sat back down, "Just wanted to make sure you were aware of our new Engineering Commander and also…are you two related?"

Scotty finally turned to look at Ivory who seemed lost in expression at the happenings, "Great Scott! Ha, Ivory I knew there was something different when I got on this ship!" He wrapped his arms around her waist and spun her around getting a smile out of her; he put her down and beamed, "Why didn't you tell me you'd be joining us?"

"I didn't know till today," Ivory shrugged and Scotty gave a small frown.

"Strange, they usually give an advanced, but," his smile returned, "it doesn't matter. You're here! The Scotts back together again; we always did perform better as a unit."

"So, you two do know each other?" Kirk asked.

"Why of course we do," Scotty turned towards him, "she's my little sister. Don't you read up on your crew?"

"I haven't gotten around to reading hers, but," he paused looking at her with a coy grin, "I think I'll move that to the top of my list."

Scotty's smile faltered and his eyes hardened on the Captain, and Ivory noticed it. She placed a hand on her brother's red clad arm, "Monty, why don't you go back down to Engineering and I'll come down in a bit, okay?"

At the sound of his sister's light accent his smile returned and he smiled at her, "Sounds good, until later Captain." Scotty spun a heel and went back to the lift.

"So, Commander Scott, are you interested in meeting my main crew?" Kirk asked.

"If it'll be beneficial to me in the future, then by all means," Ivory answered.

"Don't sound so Vulcan," Kirk got back on his feet and directed a hand towards the Russian kid, "this is Pavel Chekov the ship's Navigator," his hand moved to the other man, "Hikaru Sulu our Helmsman." He continued by walking over to the girl from earlier, "Communications Officer, Lieutenant Nyota Uhura…and," he turned as the lift doors opened again, "Leonard McCoy, Chief Medical Officer." He stared at the worried faced man, "Bones, what seems to be the problem?"

"Look, Jim," McCoy stopped walking and faced Kirk, "I asked you time after time to get me extra crew members for Medbay…where is my extra staff?"

"Well, you see Bones," Kirk began, "Instead of extra staff, Starfleet sent us someone to be in charge of Engineering."

"Why the hell do we need that?" McCoy grunted.

Kirk sighed and patted his shoulder turning him towards Ivory, "Bones, Commander Ivory Scott, and Commander, Dr. Leonard McCoy."

"Oh," McCoy cleared his throat feeling a flood of embarrassment hit him, "it's nice to meet you Commander."

"Likewise," Ivory found herself forcing back a smile as the older man's face began to flush a twinge of red.

"Great, now that we're all acquainted with the good Commander, where's my other one?" Kirk clapped his hands together and licked his lips looking around the bridge, "No? Well then, somebody locate my first officer."

"There'll be no need for that, Captain," the familiar voice of the half-Vulcan came from the opposite side of the lift, "I was checking the core readings along with the Water Turbines; all seems to be working fine."

"I'd hope so," Kirk said back as Spock walked over to them, "Anyways, Spock this is Commander Ivory Scott."

Spock gave her a curt nod and turned back to Kirk, "Captain, Admiral Pike told me to inform you that we are to regroup with the other ships."

"By Betazed," Kirk looked at him, "Why would I do that when we need to go to Calder II?"

"It is not my choice, I told him of our original plan and he told me that if we wish to continue with that plan we are to regroup first and speak with the Captains of the Glarion, Lizha, and Karzer," Spock said.

Kirk's brow furrowed, but he sighed and nodded, "Okay, okay, we'll do that then. Sulu, did you get that?"

"Yes, Captain, do you want to keep it at a Warp 3?" Sulu turned his chair.

Kirk nodded, "Yeah." Kirk looked at Amelia, "Yeoman Hiker, take Commander Scott to her quarters."

"Right away, Captain," Amelia looked at Ivory, "Ma'am if you will?"

Ivory nodded and waited till she was able to follow the young alien to the lift, moments later the two were outside her quarters, Amelia spoke, "The computer doesn't have a programmed password yet, so you are allowed to make your own." She turned her back allowing the woman her privacy to input a password.

"Okay," the door slid open and they both walked into the main room where there sat a coffee table, two cushioned seats and a table for two, she walked into the adjoined room where a queen size bed was nestled between two night stands, a closet on the opposite wall and a door leading to the bathroom.

"There is also an office to your using through the other door from the main room," Amelia stated, "Is everything to your liking Commander?"

"Yes, quite," Ivory responded, she walked past Amelia and went to the office where she found a padd sitting on the desk, she picked it up turning it on instantly allowing a view of the ship's readings, "Beautiful…now Ms. Hiker—"

"Please, call me Amelia."

"Alright, Amelia," Ivory started again, "Will you accompany me down to Engineering so that I can get a hands on overview of what I'm working with?"

"Why of course, but I don't believe this ship will be any different from those you've worked on," Amelia offered.

"You'd be most wrong," Ivory's lips twitched, "this ship is the Federation's treasure."

)()()()(

One Week Later…

"I think you need to calm down, Jim," McCoy huffed from behind his angering Captain.

Spock stepped up next to Kirk, "I think Dr. McCoy is right, your anger towards this situation will only elevate the need for conflict."

"Thank you, both of you, but I'm a big boy I can handle these things," Kirk hissed as the doors slid open and three men entered the room, "Welcome to my ship, Gentlemen, to what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Captain Kirk," the tallest man began, "We believe it a bad idea to send the Enterprise to Calder II."

Kirk's eye twitched, "What?"

"Captain, we don't mean any offense upon saying this," the next to talk was an older Vulcan with wrinkling skin, "but your crew has come into questioning on whether or not they can work as a…whole unit."

"My crew can work together better than any other damn crew in this whole godforsaken Federation!" Kirk slammed his hands on the table, "Why the hell are they being considered not so, Captain Reich?"

McCoy closed his eyes resisting the urge to tell Kirk to shut the hell up.

The first man who had spoken, Captain Reich sighed, "Your crew just seems unstable in its way of going about things."

"Captain Slizer and I agree," the Vulcan said.

Kirk's hands balled into fists, "Did this same crew not save the Earth, hell maybe even the whole universe?"

"We are aware of your previous achievements, but that doesn't mean you are still good at working as one whole," Slizer commented.

"The Federation is truly grateful for what you have done—"

"The Federation is still praising my crew and me after two years, now what gives you the right to come on my ship and call my crew not good enough?" Kirk growled.

"It's not that they aren't good enough," Reich answered, "just questionable."

"Questionability of my crew is telling me that they aren't good enough and that won't fly with me. Now if you have any orders by the Federation itself to forbid me from continuing my original mission as planned then you better get off my ship," Kirk glared at them all.

The Vulcan straightened, "Do you really think that you can just go off and do as you wish without us trying to stop you?"

"No, Captain Mire, I know I can," Kirk stood tall his features staying dark, "Now get off my ship or I'll have you personally removed."

The three exchanged looks, but walked out of the room leaving Kirk to slide into a chair leaning his head back pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Way to go Jim, you just pissed off three of the best damned Captains in the universe," McCoy crossed his arms.

"No, no, Bones," Kirk slapped his hands on his lap and smiled at McCoy, "They just managed to make me much, much more motivated to continue this mission."

"Your unbelievable," McCoy sighed.

Kirk pushed off the table getting to his feet where he patted McCoy's cheek, "Now you're getting it."

McCoy glared at him, but followed after as he led him and Spock out of the room.

"You two witnessed what had happened and I hope you will vouch for me if they plan telling Starfleet lies," Kirk turned towards the bridge.

"Why would they intentionally lie?" McCoy asked.

"Because Bones I just managed to piss off three of the best Captains in the universe," they walked onto the bridge and Chekov jumped up to meet them, "Yes, Chekov?"

"We were told by Starfleet to carry on with our mission, but to use extreme caution in doing so," the kid looked over his shoulder, "Oh and Commander Scott wanted to speak with you before we went anywhere."

"Thank you, Chekov," Kirk walked over to his chair, "You heard him Sulu, let's get out of here."

"Yes, Captain," Sulu punched in coordinates and readied his hand on the thrusters, "Ready sir."

"Punch it," Kirk replied.

Sulu moved the handle forward and the ship gave a violent jolt sending those standing to the ground, against the wall, on equipment, or each other. There was a shriek from the alarm then the power died making the bridge dark, a moment later faint red lights flooded the area indicating the emergency power had kicked in.

"All main power has been distributed to the shields and thrusters, sir," Sulu said.

"What the hell just happened?" Kirk asked as he watched his crew pick themselves up, there was a beep from his chair's installed commlink. He looked at it and pushed a button, "This is Kirk."

"What in the hell do you think you are doing up there?" The female's voice was graced with a light hint of Scottish accent.

"Trying to leave," Kirk responded plainly.

"Didn't someone tell you to contact me?" Ivory hissed.

"Well, yes, but I was going to afterwards," Kirk answered.

"That's why I said before we went anywhere," Ivory said, "The Warp Core is experiencing unusual power drainage and too much power just now caused it to shut down all together, and by trying to use it you shut down the whole power core as well."

"Oh," Kirk sighed and squeezed his eyes shut, "How long will it be before its operational?"

"Operational," she snorted, "Yeah, hopefully she will be. Monty and I have both Alpha and Beta shift working on it trying to reinstall the power, but chances are we won't be going anywhere."

"Damn," Kirk opened his eyes, "ah is there any way we can move away from the other ships and Betazed."

"Yes, but you'll only be able to reach Neptune with the power we have and that's pushing it as is," Ivory answered.

"Great, Sulu."

"Yes, Captain," the helmsman worked slowly with the drained computer and a minute later the ship was moving away at a much slower speed than attended.

"Okay, so we're moving," Kirk pointed out, "That's a good sign."

"Hopefully everyone doesn't decide to shower all at once," Ivory muttered before ending the conversation.

"Well then," Kirk began, but stopped as he noticed McCoy suddenly jolt and start going towards the lift.

"Bones, what's the rush?" Kirk asked.

"The Medbay needs a lot of operating power and without that we can't use half of the tools we have, I need to see what can and can't be helpful to us," McCoy vanished out the door and Kirk turned to face the viewing window.

"This is going smoothly."

)()()(

McCoy walked into Medbay only to be rushed at by nurses and other doctors all talking at once, "Wait, wait, wait I can't hear any of you when you're all talking!"

"Dr. McCoy none of our surgical tools are fully charged enough to work efficiently," Chapel stated.

"That's okay we're not getting ourselves into anything too dangerous hopefully as of right now," McCoy looked at the partially empty beds and looked back at his staff, "We still have our tricorders and hypos, along with the general tools and kits, so until the power is threaded back through we'll have to rely on with what we got and pray that no one gets hurt."

The protests hit him like a wave and he pushed past everybody walking briskly towards his office, he put in his code in and entered the door sliding shut indicating to his staff he didn't want to be bothered anymore. He sat down behind his desk opening the first file that he could find: Ivory Reza Scott.

He raised an eyebrow and sighed remembering that he hadn't check her medical records yet and had planned on doing so before Kirk had pulled him away to be a "witness". He groaned, "Dammit Jim."

"Dr. McCoy," the voice startled him and he looked at the chair in the far right corner to see the gold uniformed Commander.

"Commander Scott," McCoy hadn't noticed her at first even with the lights at eighty percent, "I didn't see you there."

"I could tell, I'm sorry to have surprised you," she pushed off the chair rising to her feet and walking over to stand in front of his desk, "but I wanted to know just how much power Medbay would need to have full operational equipment."

"Excuse me?"

"Captain Kirk contacted me after we had spoken and asked me to come here to find out," Ivory looked at her padd.

"You get to places fast," McCoy muttered and stood crossing over to where a coffee pot sat brewing freshly made goodness, his accent slipping through his lips, "Ah, originally we channeled ten percent of the initial power, it's not much, but it's enough to have powered everything."

"That sounds about right however," Ivory looked up as he poured himself a cup of coffee, "The power that is being used can only emit thirty percent, I can offer four more percent to your point five that is being used at the moment."

"That would be most appreciated," McCoy turned back towards her as the ship gave a light jolt and the lights darkened to a red hue, "I was wondering when that would happen, I was beginning to feel a little left out from the rest of the ship." He watched as Ivory's lips quirked fighting a smile.

"The ship is testing the power levels so the lights will either become delays in changing or go back, but we can't be certain till it's used to the thirty percent," Ivory walked over to him so she was a foot or so away from him, "One more question Doctor."

McCoy took a sip of the black coffee and met her green eyes, "Yes?"

"When the power is reemitted throughout the ship would you and your staff find it better if I were to switch the main power intentionally given to Medbay to fifteen percent instead of ten?" Ivory asked.

McCoy's eyes widened.

"I know it's not much more, but I assumed it would be of more advantage to your staff."

"Very much so," McCoy agreed putting his cup down, "that would be fantastic."

"Good, I'll place that on the power levels, also don't be alarmed by random pulses given off by the ship. Those should subside within the hour," Ivory looked up at her padd to see the doctor smiling.

"Thank you Commander," McCoy crossed his arms.

"No need, Doctor, I do what I can to make this ship better," at the very moment the ship violently shuddered shifting objects not bolted to the floor including Ivory and McCoy she tripped forward falling into the good Doctor sending them both to the ground. When the shake passed Ivory pushed off her hands lifting her upper body to look at McCoy his hands still attached to her hips from when he had caught her, "Or at least try to when it's possible."

McCoy chuckled and she gave the first real laugh he's heard from her since arriving, even if it was soft it was still beautiful, "That's all we can hope for." He smiled up at her.

She smiled back down, but felt a blush creep up her neck thankful for the red lighting, "Uh, let's get on our feet shall we?"

"Of course," McCoy started to sit up on his elbows as she got to her knees then her feet in the process of helping McCoy up as well. He bent back down grabbing her padd, "I think you might need this."

"Thank you," She took the padd in her hands looking down at it, "It seems I'm needed by Monty. Have a good night, Dr. McCoy." She turned exiting the office.

"Yeah, you too," McCoy muttered to the empty room.