A Science Strange and Lovely

A/N: I'm not a trekker, so I apologize for any lack of knowledge on the fandom. I just wanted to experiment after seeing Star Trek: Into Darkness. Enjoy!

"It begins like this: with a slow blink and shallow breath, I'm asleep. Then, after a few brief moments of warm stillness, the cold seeps through. My fingers turn numb and frost forms on the tip of my nose, a blue glow

pressing against my closed eyelids. A voice, sounding garbled as if underwater, causes the ice above my face to vibrate. It says someone's name...over and over again. I feel my lips try to part, my eyelashes try to flutter, but

nothing comes. The walls around my body close in, the metal pressing against my bare arms and against the pads of my feet. Claustrophobia tickles at the corners of my mind and my heart accelerates. The blood pounds in

my ears. Thump Thump goes my heart...thump thump...thump.

That's when it ends and I wake up. Every night, the same dream. Most nights I don't want to go to sleep because of it".

Natalie Parker sat across from her therapist, her fingers fiddling with a loose thread of her green silk dress as she explained her night terrors. She read aloud from the slim red moleskin journal in her trembling hands. When

finished, she glanced up and met the concerned eyes of Dr. Bell. The older woman took a few notes on her tablet before addressing her patient.

"Ms. Parker," she started slowly as if speaking to a child, "have you been feeling lonely or particularly stressed lately?"

Natalie frowned, her eyebrows knitting, "This isn't an isolation complex, Doctor, I have three best friends and a loving family. I remember telling you that during my first appointment."

"I know, Ms. Parker," clucked, adjusting her enormous horn-rimmed glasses, "no need for defensive behavior. I'm simply trying to get to the root of your problem. In your dreams, do you see anyone past the ice?"

Natalie pressed her full lips together to form a thin boundary line before looking at Dr. Bell directly.

"There is someone..." she began slowly, pushing a few wild curls past her eyes,"a man...just a blurry form outside the ice really. He's the one who's calling out to someone, possibly me...he has such a deep voice. Strong

enough to shatter glass and take down emperors."

Dr. Bell put down her tablet and for a brief moment, her milky blue eyes were tinged with something like fear.

"That will be all for today Ms. Parker," she concluded with a tight smile, "I will send a prescription of a mild sleep aid to your address tomorrow. If matters get worse, you know where to call."

With that, Natalie grabbed her small gold satchel and gave her therapist a small nod. On her way past the glass coffee table, she got a glimpse of Dr. Bell's tablet. With a chill not unlike those in her dreams, she noticed there

were only two words on the glowing screen: she remembers.

As soon as the girl had left in a flurry of curls and pale green silk, Dr. Florence Bell grabbed her mobile. She spoke into its speaker with a hushed urgency, "Captain Parker, it's Dr. Bell, I just saw your daughter. She's having

dreams...about her past, Captain...I giving her another set of pills but I'm not sure they'll be strong enough this time."

The other line was silent, a terse buzz filling the room, until a gruff voice responded: "Then make them stronger. At any cost, she cannot remember. Physical effects might show soon, she'll be ripping doors off hinges. I want

her medication increased. Do you hear me, Doctor?"

"Affirmative, Captain.