AN: In this chapter we meet the first of the dynamic trio. The last member is a Vulcan but not Spock can any of you guess who it is?

I meant to update this yesterday but i forgot and only uploaded to AO3 oops sorry well here you guys go~ Enjoy.

Running away wasn't Jim's greatest idea. But at that time? It was best solution available to him.

After he was rescued from Tarsus IV he had stayed on a star ship for a while getting pumped full of nutrition hypos and coddled, something he didn't necessarily like much. But the doctors around him had wave after wave of ProtectWarmthLove so he decided to trust them.

After the few months he had been being watched he wasn't fully healed and was told to keep up with the strict regime to keep his self healthy. And of course he wasn't going to because the first wave of HATE he felt from his step father he literally went 'fuck this', packed what he could fit in a travel bag and high tailed it out of there.

He was 14 by this point and he thought he'd be able to handle what was given to him hoping that his dreams and the occasional vision he got in the day time would be able to steer him clear of anything bad.

Of course he wasn't naïve enough to believe the bull shit the Federation puts out. How the crime rates are lowest in centuries and how everyone is united as one. They are wrong of course. With the introduction of other races from planets not earth the crime has sky rocketed more than ever before.

And Jim knows this, better than anyone. You cannot change human nature no matter how much you try.

But you can try.

By this point he had been walking for weeks hiding where ever he could when he spotted police. Though he doubted they were on the lookout for him considering Frank or his Mother could care less about him.

(He still shudders at the acting of his mother when he arrived home from Tarsus IV and she put on a show for the crew of the starship he was on. But he knew it was a lie because all he could feel was her hate and disgust that he didn't die.)

He was a few miles out from Des Moines when he stopped walking his eyes glazing over in a vision.

He couldn't see much where ever the vision was taking place was dark. But there was one thing he could see, the crying face of a young girl with green skin and dirty curly red hair.

His visions never happened for no reason. Even if he went out of his way to ignore a vision he had he almost always found his way to where they were. Perhaps he had this vision to save this girl?

Steeling his heart he decided that he was going to help this girl escape.

Gaila of Orion sniffled as she pressed her back to the wall of the prison she found herself in. Hugging her knees close to her she contemplated how she came to be in this place.

She knew her species as a whole played at the whole slave thing to enslave males of other species (something she at 13 years old didn't agree with) but she was still young not hitting Orion puberty as it was and her pheromones were not developed yet and so when some human slaver got it through his thick skull to kidnap her while she was on vacation with her parents she had no way to escape and she really was going to become enslaved.

She wanted out of here so bad but who was going to save her?

Hearing a bang from outside her cell she saw a young boy peaking around the corner. He had a huge smile on his face.

Perhaps she did have a savior?

She smiled widely back at him as he went over to her cell and started to pick the lock. Finally getting it open he swung the door open and reached his hand out to her.

"I won't hurt you." Honestly even if he did hurt her it would be better than being in this place so she reached out her hand as well and took his. His face took on a look of deep concentration before he snapped out of it.

"My name is Jim."

She smiled. "Gaila… and thank you Jim."

His smile softened. "No problem c'mon lets go." She nodded as they walked out the room. She noticed all the guards on the ground.

"Are they…?"

"No they are not dead. Just unconscious." At that moment Gaila didn't know if she actually wanted them dead. She had enough anger to wish it.

Finally making their way out of where she was locked up she noticed it was a warehouse of some kind.

When they were a fair distance away he stopped. "Uhm… I don't exactly have a place for us to rest at yet. I kind of just got to the city myself."

"It's alright. Let's find a place together."

"Yeah let's do that."

What Jim saw as he was holding the Orion girls hand had shocked him. HappyProtectedRelief. They were never feelings he associated with himself save with the other Tarsus survivors.

She looked at him as if he hung the moon. He was just happy he had made a friend.