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The first thing Captain James T Kirk noticed about Avaira Delta was her tight little dress as she leaned over and talked to another ensign.

The first thing Leonard McCoy noticed about Avaira was her smile. The way it lit up the room and infected everyone around her.

Yawning, I made my way towards the Enterprise, half-heartedly saluting the man standing at the door.

"Admiral Delta." He said respectfully as he read my placement. "I hope you enjoy your time aboard the Enterprise."

"Thank you." I said kindly, and stepped on to the shuttle. There were a few other Cadets and Ensigns already on looked at my uniform curiously, and some managed a nervous smile as I sat down. Investigating the shuttle, I chuckled at a particularly nervous ensign and ran a hand through my hair.

When we made it to the Enterprise, I stepped off and headed directly for the bridge. The Captain wasn't there, so I walked over to talk to Commander Spock.

"Admiral Delta, I trust you are pleased by what you see?" I nodded at the pokerfaced Vulcan. The helmsmen showed me the course that was set to New Vulcan, and I leaned over to inspect it over his shoulder.

"Nice ass." I turned, and found the Captain checking me out. Chuckling, I straightened up.

"Why thank you, Captain. It's a pleasure to be aboard the Enterprise."

"Well, we'll have you on New Vulcan very soon. We just have to make a slight detour, but we should be on the planet within two hours."

"Of course. There's no rush." He moved away to talk to another man who entered the bridge, and I vaguely overheard the conversation.

"So what's her deal?"

"Human raised on Vulcan. Her father is among the survivors. She's an Admiral, one of the youngest. She was on the USS Kieran when it was attacked. Somehow she managed to save every single person onboard and protect a commercial passenger vessel as well after their pilot suffered a heart attack."

"She was the captain?"

"Yeah. Nice ass, right?" The other man shot the Captain a look, and I smirked, approaching them.

"Captain, I might head to my quarters if that is alright with you."

"Sure. Bones, why don't you show her the way?" 'Bones' grunted, and looked me over.

"Fine. Follow me, Admiral." I headed into the turbolift after him, and he looked at me curiously. "How old are you?"

"26. I was 23 when I was promoted to Captain and the Kieran was attacked when I was 24." I explained.

"And you just left your ship?"

"I was Captain of the Kieran until November last year. Then I decided it was time I handed over the reins. You can't hold onto a ship forever, no matter how much you love it. That and the ship was being decommissioned and pulled apart to make way for this one."

"So you're an admiral now?"

"More of a title than a position for me. Sure, I outrank everyone on board, but I don't take to bossing people around."

"Right." We stepped off the turbolift and he directed me to my quarters.

"Well, I will see you around...Bones?"

"Leonard. Leonard McCoy." He stuttered.

"Avaira Delta."

"That's your real name?"

"No." I replied nonchalantly. "Bye, Leonard."

"Wait." He blurted, and I turned to him curiously. "If you need anything, come to the sickbay."

"Thank you, Leonard." I said with a smile. "It was nice to meet you."

Turning, I headed into my quarters, dropping my travel bag down next to me and sighing. The Kieran was a touchy subject for me, though I hid it well. I missed the ship; but it had been written off as needing a replacement last year, and they'd scrapped it. I'd found the old feeling comfortable, but antiques weren't providing the best defense, apparently.

A knock at the door brought my attention, and I wiped at the tears on my cheeks and stood, walking over and sliding the door open.

"Commander Spock. Can I help you?"

"The Captain is enquiring as to how long we are to remain on New Vulcan."

"I will only be staying a day or two, he is welcome to drop me off and return, or if you are not otherwise engaged, you can remain on the planet. I'm sure you would not mind visiting your own father."

"It would be a welcome chance, of course."

"Discuss it with the Captain, perhaps if the Enterprise is called elsewhere, you can remain with me nonetheless."

"I will speak with him and report back, Admiral." I nodded and the door slid shut again, leaving me once again alone.

Eventually, Spock returned, and explained that he would be joining me, and the Enterprise would return whenever we summoned them.

We landed on New Vulcan not long after, and Spock and I beamed down to the surface.

"We'll visit your father first, Spock. My own is otherwise engaged until the afternoon." I had spoken to Dietra, the closest thing I had to a father, less than ten minutes prior over a comm.

"Very well."

After visiting Sarek, we made our way to the home of my father, and I embraced him despite his hesitance. I did not expect a hug in return, though he made an awkward attempt to embrace me.

"It is good to see you are well, Avaira."

"You too, father. I was so scared that you were among those lost. When I heard you were alright, I made plans to come as soon as I could. I'm sorry I couldn't make it sooner."

"You have an important place among Starfleet, Avaira. You should not have come at all."

"Don't do that, Father. I wanted to see you. Even if you do not understand it, I was worried about you. My job is not so integral I can't spare time for my family. Even Spock has taken a few days off to visit his father." He eyed Spock, and sighed.

"I understand."

When we returned to the Enterprise the next night, Leonard and the Captain met us in the transporter room.

"Avaira, how was it?"

"It was good." I replied curtly.

"Well, we'll have you back on Earth in no time."

"No. I wish to remain aboard the Enterprise for the foreseeable future. Should you allow it?"

"Of course." He stuttered.

"Thank you. I missed being in space. It will do me good to get off the planet for a while."

"Starfleet won't be happy."

"I'll deal with Starfleet, Captain. If I have your permission, there is nothing to worry about."

"Well, you're welcome to stay for as long as you wish, Avaira." I nodded.

"Leonard, walk with me?" I said, and he raised an eyebrow before following me from the transporter room. "I'm going to need an update on several vaccines, if you'd be so kind?"

"Sure. Follow me." We headed to the sickbay, where he pulled out a hypo and pulled up my medical records.

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I should point out now that I don't know how often this will be updated. I'm currently writing a novel that is at 75,000 words and almost ready to be sent away to an agent, so I am focusing on that as best I can.

This story is used as a creative dump for when I have writers block or have watched Star Trek for the hundredth time.

I am primarily a Star Wars fan, I have never seen anything Star Trek except for the 2009 movie. So, if I get something technical wrong, I apologize, and feel free to correct me.

As always, reviews are appreciated but unnecessary. I will update when I can and thankyou for reading.