Kirk awoke finding himself in bed with Deela who had her arm on his hairy chest and her other arm wrapped around his shoulder to his neck. Kirk could still feel his phantom limb wanting to reach out and have it wrapped around her cozied up against him. Kirk sighed, realizing what the hell he just got himself into. He had sex with Deela. Pure, hot, sex that wasn't all that Kirk had been adjusted to in his time in the academy. There was no passion. No . . . feeling to it. The rich feeling that made him want to have it again.

Kirk snaked his way out of Deela's grip.

He found his boxers and got them on first, he then put his dark regular shirt on, put on his long dark socks,put on his black jeans, got his red his uniform on and pulled it down with one hand. He curled up his right sleeve up above the elbow, pressing against the folds. He saw that his hand was not in the room. For some reason being armless reminded him of Anikan Skywalker and Luke Skywalker only there is no force. He looked over to see that Deela was already getting dressed.

God, Kirk thought, I hope she gets pregnant to help her species survive. If not . . . I will never hear the last of her.

"Why put on a uniform to what you do not work for?" Deela asked, brushing her hair with a comb.

Kirk froze.

"Well?" Deela asked, standing up from the edge of the bed lowering her comb down.

Kirk sighed.

"Because . . ." Kirk said. "I want to prove to Star Fleet just because they kicked me out does not mean I won't try again."

"And you already got in." Deela said.

"Why yes." Kirkn said.

"Shouldn't you just give up the shirt?" Deela asked.

"No," Kirk said. Deela frowned. "You see Deela. . . Long as we are on the ship, I am still employed by the security corps." Kirk noticed his breath was easily seen in the air. "Deela?. . ." He looked over toward Deela in concern. "What the hell are you doing to my ship?"

"We are cyrostasising them." Deela said.

Kirk stood up.

"You could just ASK!" Kirk said. "Why freeze everyone? Why? Why?" He shook his fist. "That is not right." He lowered his fist down to his side. "If you do that, preserving everyone against their will, no one will be happy!" He pointed at himself. "I won't be happy with you. In fact I won't forgive you if you did go on with this."

"We have a lady interested in your captain. Young, sleek, and ready to carry a baby." Deela said.

"No!' Kirk shouted. "You have gone over the line. Anyone but him."

"And the one you call a Vulcan?" Deela asked.

"He does not belong here, on Scalos, or on this ship frozen," Kirk said, He grabbed her by the shoulder. "Do you understand how many rights you are violating?"

"None." Deela said.

Kirk frowned, narrowing his eyes toward her.

"Many." Kirk said, letting of her shoulder.

Kirk headed toward the door.

"Where are you going?" Deela asked.

"The bridge!" Kirk said. "Someone has to make sure he doesn't get accelerated in time."

The doors closed behind Kirk.

"Oh dear." Deela said.

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. . . The bridge. . .

. . . Three minutes later. . .

"Thank you, Yeoman." Pike said, taking the cup from the tray.

Yeoman Janice Rand had been assigned to the starship. She smiled back, with a nod then went over to Lieutenant Uhura where she allowed Uhura to take a cup with a "Thank you,Rand." Spock was at his station studying the atmosphere of Scalos that indicated it was a safe environment to live on contrary to the evidence that had been discovered. He inputted the information his tricorder had retrieved and checked for the disappearance act that Lieutenant Kirk had done. He saw at the left shoulder the lieutenant's fabric went in wards making a circular shape. As though someone were injecting him. Shortly afterward he vanished.

Pike took a sip of the cup then he placed it in the cup holder.

Spock turned away from the screen.

"Captain," Spock said. "It seems that Lieutenant Kirk was injected with a unknown substance that made him vanish, quite possibly into another timezone."

Pike raised an eyebrow.

"Another time zone?" Pike asked.

"Affirmative," Spock said. "When we communicated with him through the dust, he mentioned we were talking slowly. Negative, Yeoman." Rand went over to Chekov. Pike had his eyebrow raised. "I was able to reasonably deduce due to the shoe prints and specific that the lieutenant was prevented from explaining his current situation. Captain, do we have a recording of the distress call?"

"That we do," Pike said. "Lietenant Uhura."

"Yes, sir." Uhura said.

Pike took a sip of his drink with Spock's eyes rested on him, and then turned toward the view screen. The screen came up with a group of strange individuals. They talked about their planet being ranked at seven on the industrial scale how their civilization went down from eleven thousand to twenty-two and how they desperately needed help. Pike looked over toward Spock, confused.

"This does not make sense," Pike said. "There was no one there."

"Maybe there were," Spock said. "And we are not hearing them."

Pike rubbed his chin.

"Lieutenant Uhura, please accelerate the recording," Pike said, followed by "Yes, captain." The screen sizzled as the voice became rapid. It sounded familiar. "Faster." Their voices became jumbled up. "Faster." Until it sounded like they sounded like buzzing insects. "This is . . . Unusual."

"Affirmative." Spock said.

Pike picked up the cup and took a sip.

"Captain," Spock started to say. Pike put down the cup into the cup holder. "I believe we should make contac-t wi. . th. . the. . civiliza. . . shun. . ." Pike looked over toward Spock. "C. . . a. . . p. . . t. . . a. . . i. . . n."

"Rael, no!" Came Lieutenant Kirk's voice.

"Step aside, Lieutenant." Came a man's voice.

Kirk stepped in the way of the older man headed in the direction of Uhura.

"I won't allow that," Kirk said. "You already have five people hyper-accelerated! Isn't that enough?"

"Lieutenant?" Pike turned in the direction of Kirk.

Uhura faced in the captain's face, her face full of shock and disbelief. She was frozen in time, her hand on the communications console. Her face was turning into confusion. The man stood toe to toe with the shorter but younger Lieutenant boldly standing in the way. Kirk was not replying, his eyes on the target, his hand clenched. Pike noticed Kirks right sleeve was rolled up right where the stump had ended.

Yeoman Rand slowly turned in the direction at the captain's chair.

"You lack one arm." Rael said.

"I have taken down a man without one arm." Kirk said.

"Phasers don't work. They abide the laws of physics." Rael said.

Kirk looked over toward the captain.

"Welcome to our time zone, captain," Kirk said. "Well," His eyes darted in the direction of the man he was blocking. "Rael, it seems that you are in luck." A familiar grin grew on Kirk's face. "Fren has dosed the captain's cup, now go talk to him about bringing in the females of this ship to your level."

Rael turned in the direction of Pike with a look of disgust.

"This man is your lieutenant?" Rael asked.

"Yes, he is," Pike said. "Mr Rael, are you the leader?"

And in came Deela.

"That would be me," Deela said, with a garment of some kind on her forearm. She had a smile on her face then walked over toward Kirk. "And my consort."

Pike's face turned white as he looked over toward Kirk.

"Lieutenant, what is going on here?" Pike demanded an answer.

Kirk sighed.

"I am not at the liberty to say," Kirk said. "She can do that."

Spock was heading in the direction of Uhura and he out-reached his arm in the line of her cup. Uhura seemed to be puzzled looking in the direction of Spock, who was in the process of saying: "We must get rid of all the cups except for Pikes. Someone might attempt to accelerate us into their timezone, logically. We must make a cure." He picked up the cup then dumped it into the trash can, his fingers two front side fingers brushing along her two dark fingers.

"Zhe captain is on zhe bridge?" Chekov said.

"Affirmative," Spock said. "But time is going remarkably faster for them." He picked up the cup in Pike's holder and headed toward the door. "And if anyone is feeling cold at the moment, turn the heat up ten degrees on the bridge," Uhura rubbed her shoulders noticing her breath clearly in the air. "Mr Sulu, you have the Conn."

Spock went into the turbo lift where it closed and he made the request to sickbay floor.