“The Enterprise was more than just a ship, she was our home,” Jim said. “No other ship could take her place in our hearts. She served us well, and protected us to the end. We mourn her loss, even as we know that time must move on, as do we.”
They were walking through one of the plazas on Yorktown, testing Nyota’s shields. So far, she’d managed to maintain her shields with very little effort. The first time they’d taken this walk it had been early in the morning and she’d had a headache after barely 15 minutes. Today they were walking at lunch, so the plaza was much more crowded and she was blessedly headache free.
The doctor was standing at the low console against the long wall of his office, pouring himself a drink. He looked up at Jim’s greeting. He waggled the bottle of alcohol he was holding. “Drink?”
Jim found himself back in the observation room of Uhura’s iso suite the next day, waiting for Bones to show up. He’d commed Jim that morning asking to meet after lunch. Thankfully, Commodore Paris had been accommodating once he’d explained the situation.
Jim Kirk stepped off the train and headed across the plaza to ‘Fleet Medical. At this time of night there were no crowds to dodge and only a few lights to simulate nighttime on Yorktown.
They took a seat and waited quietly for Blackburn to talk. Clay figured they both knew what he wanted to talk about, and if Blackburn hadn’t brought them in, Clay would have insisted on sitting down with their CO and talking about their new status and how it was going to impact the Team.
Clay wandered into the kitchen to find Emma washing dishes. Well, she’d probably been baking, but to Clay it just looked like a big mess.
The C-130 taxied down the runway and rolled to a stop in front of the hangar. Clay and Jason had emerged from the iso room about thirty minutes before they landed. No one paid them much mind; everyone was busy pulling their gear together and getting ready to disembark.
The moon was just a sliver in the sky as the Team made its way to the cargo ship, floating just off the Africa coast in the Indian Ocean, not far from Mogadishu.
Bravo Team went up and over the ship’s hull, Bravo One – Chief Master Sergeant Jason Hayes – leading the way as usual. One by one, the rest of the team followed.
Jason Hayes never expected to come online, though Clay Spenser had been expecting it. Jason was, after all, the most sense-alert latent Sentinel he’d ever met. That didn’t mean either of them were prepared for Jason to come online during a rescue mission, nor for the fallout after the mission was over. It’ll take all their combined skills to keep Jason’s family together and find a way to move forward into uncharted territory. For all of them.
After the confrontation with Krall, Nyota Uhura suddenly comes online as a Guide. She’s devastated, but more than that, this will upend her life in ways she doesn’t know how to face. Add in the fact that Jim Kirk is the only Sentinel compatible with her in the entire sector and her life just went from normal to complicated at warp speed. Finding a way forward won’t be easy, but they’ve faced difficult situations before. Together, they can do anything.