Oh! Disclaimer: I don't own anything, except my OC Chief of Security. Oh, and an alien race I made up that I'm thinking of bringing in later as a plot device…but other than that, nothing. 'Insert witty remark here'

Captain Jean-Luc Picard sat in his ready room alone, drinking his tea, and relaxing- to an extent. He couldn't completely relax on duty, but they were in warp at the moment, and on a very routine mission, so he felt he could take a little break to drink his tea. Riker could handle the bridge for a bit. Just after he thought this, his first officer entered the ready room. "Sir, we have a problem." Picard looked up from his padd. "What is it, Number One?" He stood up. Riker paused for a moment. "I think you'd better come down to Cargo Bay 1 and see for yourself, sir. It's hard to believe if you're not actually there." Picard frowned slightly. "Very well, Number One. Let's go."

Five Minutes earlier, TARDIS

"Rose! Pull that switch there, would you?" The Doctor yelled over the noise in the TARDIS. It was acting up and trying to take them somewhere they didn't want to go, as usual. Rose pulled said switch, then watched the Doctor running around, flipping switches, pulling levers, and generally acting like a maniac. He hit something with a hammer, and a few seconds later, the TARDIS fell silent. "Well," The Doctor said, "It seems we're here….wherever 'here' is." He turned and smiled at Rose. "Allons-y, then!"

Rose shook her head slightly and smiled at his antics.

The Doctor strode over to the door and opened it. When he saw what was outside, he frowned. "That's not good." Starfleet security personnel were surrounding the TARDIS, and they now pointed their phasers at him.

As Picard and Riker entered Cargo Bay 1, Lieutenant Rayne, a new transfer and the new Chief of Security, walked over to them. "Captain, Commander. As you can see, this big blue…box….just sort of appeared here." Just then, the door of the TARDIS opened, revealing a tall man with chaotic brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, and an interesting fashion sense. The man saw the phasers pointed at him and frowned. "That's not good." He said, surprising Picard with a British accent, of all things. Not to mention the fact that he looked human.