With the aid of shuttlebay technicians, Jim, Sulu, and Olson struggled into the semiflexible dropsuits ( Read more... )

"Captain, they're locking weapons systems onto us."

"Continue evasive, come about ninety degrees! Mister Sulu, try to get us underneath them-if their shields are indicative of the ship's design, they may be weaker along the ventral longitudinal axis. Prepare to fire all weapons!"

( The stream of torpedoes from the hostile vessel was unending... )

Jim's thought processes were recovering along with the rest of him. Lying there silently off to one side, he had made the same connections as the two techs, as doubtless had everyone else on board who had even a passing interest in geoscience. The ensign's broadcast had instructed all departments to familiarize themselves with the complete body of ( Read more... )

Jim spun around angrily as the hand grabbed him. Ready to hit out at anything, he was drawing back a fistful of frustration when he recognized McCoy. Shock at his situation gave way to incomprehension as he stared at his friend ( Read more... )

No one knew why the assembly had been called. It was unusual but not unprecedented. Called from their classes, hundreds of cadets streamed across the manicured lawns and free-poured walkways of the Academy campus. It was a beautiful day, the towers of downtown San Francisco gleaming in a blue sky that had been cleared of fog by a light offshore ( Read more... )

The communications officer's tone was more than bored: Uhura sounded almost resentful. "We are receiving a distress signal from the U.S.S. Kobayashi Maru. The ship has lost power and is stranded. Starfleet Command has ordered us to rescue them."

( Whipping around in the command chair... )

Though the multiple kisses Jim was deploying along the length of the body beneath him were going off like very tiny photon torpedoes, neither they nor the effect they were having were simulated. The exquisite feminine shape bucked and twisted beneath his hands and his lips.

( Moaning, she forced herself to push his head away... )

A bike, a slick and elegant model was whirring powerfully and speeding towards the soon to be departing shuttle at speeds that would probably get him ticketed if any cops had been around. Even though Jim was several feet off, he knew that bastard Pike was grinning. Knew it and didn't care for once. This was the right decision even if Pike would ( Read more... )

There were bigger dives in Storm Lake, with better music and cheaper booze. Some attracted construction workers, others engineers, still others visiting suits from Washington and Moscow and Beijing. The Shipyard bar was the favorite of the majority of cadets.

( The young woman entering now... )

If Jim had known he hadn't existed this past weekend, he might have been a little out of sorts. But, he didn't even realize anything had happened so he was fine. Just fine. Well, as fine as he usually was. He'd gotten out of bed early this morning, walking out of the house before anyone else had woken up. The day was already warm and Jim ( Read more... )