"Permission to come aboard?" I said as I left the elevator.

"Of course Kalani." Laughed Kirk. I was not in the mood for his stupid face. "I wanted to welcome you to my ship." He was bragging to me, all cause he knew

I wanted to be a Captain one day, but with my aptitude test and exam results and the fact I skipped every event, congratulatory celebration or Captains whatever

you call it, it wasn't going to happen for me. I was smart, yeah, on paper at least, but I didn't pay much attention to Federation or Academy functions. I would much

rather sit at home, in bed, reading a book, playing a video game or sleeping. I didn't care, I knew he was the Captain of a ship, I probably even read about it being

the Enterprise, but with the attention I pay to anything to do with school, I didn't remember.

"Yes, Captain, your Ship. Congratulations brother. May I please leave?" I fake smiled. I hated him, I hated him more than anyone could hate a person and he hated me.

All because I was my fathers daughter. All because Kirk hated his step dad (I hated him too but that didn't matter with Kirk). We always fought, we always argued, I

kicked his ass and then he kicked mine. I screamed and shouted and threw a tantrum, Mom would take my side, he would get grounded and it would all happen again the next day.

We hadn't lived together for five years and I wasn't looking forwards to spending however long with him on a ship stuck in Space. Hell no.

"You may, I just wanted to show you I had a ship." He smiled smugly at me. I had to resist the urge to punch him right in his stupid, fat face. It took every ounce of

will power I had in me. I gritted my teeth and faked smiled one last time before I left the Bridge. Once out of the elevator, I walked straight down the corridor and into

my room. Once the door was closed behind me, I stood there for a couple of seconds before I snatched up my pillow. I pressed it tightly to my face and screamed into it.

I screamed until my lungs burned and I had to sit down. I decided I was going to sleep, screw the rest of today. If people wanted me they could come and find me, I was

in no mood. I crawled into bed and under my blanket. I turned towards the wall. I silently sobbed, I couldn't understand why I was crying exactly. I didn't know. Maybe

that my brother was an ass, maybe that he treated me badly in front of the whole bridge, maybe that I'd had an overall frustrating day. I didn't know, but I decided to

allow myself one day of weakness. One day of crying. After today there would be no more. I would suck it up and do my job, be strong and confident and stupid and clumsy

and loud and arrogant. I would be Officer Kalani Lee Emerson tomorrow, today I was just Kalli, the 26 year old short girl who was crying into her pillow.

I woke up on a wet pillow, I didn't know whether it was tears, snot or drool and I really didn't want to know. I flipped it over and lay there for a few minutes before my communicator chirped. I picked it up off the floor and put it back in my ear. "Lieutenant Emerson." I said.

"Where the hell have you been?" Yelled McCoy in my ear.

"Sorry. I'll be right there." I said and turned it off.

I slithered off the bed and landed on the floor with a thump. I was too tired to stand so I crawled to the door of my bathroom, I kneeled by the lock pannel, enough to see it and typed in my code. I got it wrong, so I retyped and the door opened. I stayed on the floor and crawled into the bathroom. After sitting on the floor for five minutes trying to wake up, I stood. I looked in the mirror, my bleached blonde hair was stood up on one side and I had mascara lines all down my cheeks. I grumbled at myself and stripped, turning on the shower. I was too sleepy to notice the water and after washing myself and my hair, I got out again. I dried myself off and walked back into my room, throwing my towel onto the floor as I went. I was messy. I was a messy person and every bedroom I'd ever had was a dump. I had clothes all over my floor, lost in a mound of what was clean and what was dirty, along with glasses of water and more shoes than one person should ever own. I was determined to keep this room tidy and clean, to grow up and realise things belonged in certain places, not on the floor. I knew I was talking out of my ass, my room would be tidy for a month and then I'd revert back to my lazy self.

I shoved on a clean blue dress and tight black bike shorts and headed out to Medical. I was tying my hair into a bun as I walked, I hated my hair in my face, when I walked straight into Captain Kirk and his loyal companion Mr Spock. "Oof!" Came out as I landed on the floor.

"Can you at least have a little dignity and watch where you're walking! You're suppose to be a woman, act like one." Shot Kirk.

I sighed, already defeated by his stupid face and stood "Yes, Captain." and I manoeuvred around him. I scoffed as I walked away and I heard him laugh.

"Asshat." I muttered as the door to Med bay opened.

"Well, I'm sorry that I had to yell at you for being late." Growled McCoy.

"Huh? Oh, no. I just bumped into Kirk." I said, walking over to my work station.

"Ah." He breathed.

"No, I mean I literally bumped into him. Went ass over tit." I muttered as I got to work on my paper work. I could hear McCoy trying not to laugh at me but the snorts every two seconds gave him away.

"Commander Spock needs a Medical Officer to accompany him to the Engine room. One of the Officers has been hit with a wrench and is unconscious." McCoy said.

"Why is Spock going?" I asked.
"He's investigating what happened and needs someone from med bay to check the Officer, make sure he's not seriously injured." He added.

"Why are you telling me this?" I asked, not paying attention.

"You are the one who going down there." He sniffed.

"Me? Why?" I whined. I didn't like Commander Spock and I didn't like the Engine room, it was hot and all the men cat call when woman walk in there.

"You're the only Medical Officer who isn't doing anything important." He laugh.

"Fine." I gave up and grabbed the basic first aid kit. I was muttering profanity at McCoy as I walked to the door, which opened just as I said "Fuck."

"Lieutenant Emerson, I hope that kind of language is not something I will be hearing on our way to the Engine room." Spock raised a pointy eyebrow at me.

"My apologies Commander Spock, I was just letting Bones here know hoe I felt about him." I smiled at McCoy on my way out of the room and walked down the corridor. Spock caught up quickly and we headed on our way to see Scotty.

Sorry it's been so long. I've had some life changes and all my stories got neglected. I'm back though, for now. I'll be starting Online studying soon, so things my slip again around the summer. Anyway, enjoy the latest chapter.