She walked up to the bar, playful brown eyes gleaming and dark curly hair blowing back at how fast she was walking. She caught the eye of every guy she walked by, each eye going automatically to her short skirt. She smiled, knowing the attention well. When puberty hit, she was graced with two amazing things. An ass and a big chest. Ever since then, the boys started staring, scaring the hell out of her father. She didn't mind it much; it was something that came with having a good body.

When she finally got to the bar, she gave the bartender a flirty smile. He was going to pay automatic attention to someone who looked like that. "Can I get a shot of tequila, please?" She put a smile at the end of "please", making him get it to her right away.

"Tequila." She turned to the guy next to her, knowing this was going to be something that happened every time she went to a bar. The guy was going to try starting a conversation and then try to take her home. It was the same old, same old whether she was with friends or not. "I'm more of a whisky man myself."

When she turned to look at him, she expected someone sleazy. Someone who you would think you'd have to pop a few cranberry pills before you even got near him so you wouldn't get a UTI. When she looked at him, she firstly noticed his eyes. They were the bluest they came. Like pools of the clearest water she had ever seen. She then saw his cheek bones, high and defined. Then, his strong jaw matched with a little chin. She was practically speechless, if it wasn't for the sound of the tequila shot hitting the table, she might not have ever looked away.

She quickly thanked the bartender before drinking the liquid quick. "Let me." The man spoke while fishing through his wallet.

"No." She spoke, immediately putting the money on the table and scooting it to the bartender. "Let me."

He immediately put his hands up in defense with a smirk on his face. "Let me buy you the next one then."

She bit her lip, fighting a smile as the bartender poured her the second shot. "I'm capable, but thank you."

The man looked to her, his eyes studying every inch as she quickly took the next shot. He loved a good challenge, and she seemed like a challenge worth his time. "You know what," he said, alerting the bartender, taking her by surprise. "Let me get the same thing she's having."

Her brows furrowed as he poured him the exact same shot she had. "I thought you were 'more of a whisky man'?"

"Yeah, well," he spoke, picking the shot up to her as if it was a cheers. "Anything to bullshit how much we have in common."

She laughed, the two of them taking their next shot at the same time. After she brought her head back down, she gripped onto the bar, feeling herself beginning to get tipsy. "You good?" The man asked, putting out his hand, making sure to catch her if she fell.

She turned to him with a smile on her face. She found her embarrassments funny. It took her a long time to get to that, but she was happy once she got to that point in her life. "Fine, but I think I need to switch to something a little less strong."

She gave an almost apologetic look to the bartender which he just smiled to. With a girl like that, she was silly putty in every man's hands. "What do you want?" The man asked. "They have a lot here. They can make you a Long Island. A Bahama Mamma." All she could do was look at him with a confused face. All those girly drinks were the last thing she wanted. "A mojito, a mud– "

"I don't know about lover boy over here," she spoke, immediately cutting him off to look to the bartender. "But I want a beer. A tall Bud Light on draft please."

The man continued to stare at her in wonderment. He was struggling to come up with another girl who didn't order a girly drink with him. It made him smile as she turned to him. "You know what," he spoke, not daring to break his gaze with this wonder girl he met. "I'll have the exact same."

"You got it." He spoke, immediately turning around to get their drinks. He looked to her, giving her a winning smirk her breath caught at. "James Kirk. Call me Jim."

He put his hand out to her, thinking about if she should give him her real name or her fake name. Oh, screw it, he was cute. "Luna." She spoke, taking his hand in a shake. He could barely hear her through the pulsating music. "Luna McCoy."

"Well," Jim spoke, his smile getting a little wider, his hand still holding onto hers as Luna felt the blood run to her cheeks. God, she felt like a school girl. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss. McCoy."

She looked down slightly, his hands were really warm. He was a player. She could tell, but there was something about him, something that let her know that he actually had a soul down there. "You too, Mr. Kirk."

So, the two shared drinks, laughed and talked. Luna was actually thinking about going home with him. Screw having to be up early tomorrow to get shipped off to San Francisco. He was going to be a night she was either always going to remember or always regret.

She told him everything. From the small farm she grew up on with her dad to their move to Iowa to another small farm. How her mother died through childbirth and it had always been her and her dad. How her dad dropped out of school to raise her, but eventually went back and also went on to med school. That then brought on the conversation of the many failed marriages and all the step moms she had to endure. She left out the fact that her and her dad would be going to the Starfleet Academy at the same time and they would be sharing an apartment together off campus. That part was kind of embarrassing no matter how much of a daddy's girl she was.

Jim felt like he could also really open up to her. He told her about his dad. About how he was kind of a legacy. That was something they could both bond over. Never knowing one of their parents. He mentioned that he had always been kind of a bad boy, hoping that would turn her on. She actually rolled her eyes to it. That was the first time a girl hadn't opened up her legs at that fact. That just made him want to try harder. He impressed her with his knowledge, though. Luna found how well he could retain and then advert the information into anyone's interest. She always loved a smart boy.

"So," Jim tried to bring up as subtly as he could while looking her up and down. He was drunk by now, all the shots and beers they shared sitting on the table right in front of them. "Where do you live?"

"On a farm with my dad." She laughed out.

"God." Jim laughed as Luna's laugh was getting loud and ugly as she snorted. People around looked disgusted by it, but Jim loved that laugh. It wasn't the sexiest thing in the world, but it brought a bigger smile to his face. "It can't be somewhere easy like the apartments across the street?" Luna's laugh just kept getting louder before she hiccupped. Jim just kept laughing, though. It was an adorable laugh he just wanted to hear more of. "I love that laugh."

"You're lying." She spoke through the shake of the head.

"I'm not." He insured.

"But it's so ugly." She slurred "so" a little bit, making Jim continue to laugh.

"It's authentic." He clarified. "It's not one of those girly laughs most girls use when trying to be cute." His face then got serious as he nodded. "You're authentic."

Her face mimicked Jim's, getting serious at the fact that they were sharing something real. Out of all the guys that had ever talked to her at bars and clubs and all the pickup lines she had to endure, she found that to be the best compliment she had ever received. That's when she knew she had to stop looking like that out of fear that he would think she was falling in love. "You're really good at picking up women, aren't you?"

"Well," Jim spoke with a shrug before finishing off the rest of his beer. "You're the first woman I had to actually try to pick up. Usually, they just throw themselves at me." He was talking like it was a legitimate problem, making Luna laugh loudly again. "It's a real epidemic."

"You're an asshole." She laughed out.

"See, that's another thing I like about you." He spoke while pointing at her before putting his glass back down on the bar. "I think you're the only woman, besides my mother, who's called me out on my shit before."

"So...I remind you of your mother?" She asked slowly, wanting Jim to think back on what he told her.

"Oh, god. That was a bad analogy."

"Little bit." She laughed out again.

Jim looked her up and down, again, finding his vision getting blurry. "You want to get out of here?"

Luna looked to him, her tongue pushing on the backs of the bottom set of her teeth. She knew she was drunk, but she felt like they actually had something of a connection. Even if all of this was just the alcohol talking, she knew that at the very least, they would have a great night. She knew he was great in bed just by the way his body moved. Oh, what the hell did she have to lose? She was leaving tomorrow. Iowa could give her one last good night. "Yeah."

Jim stood up, putting his arm around her waist, beginning to guide her to the door, but that's when all the insecurities and second thoughts began to gnaw at her. "I have to pee." She spoke quickly and so suddenly it made Jim jump. He looked to her, a big smile on his face at that. "Sorry." She spoke while shaking her head, hating her nervousness for doing that to her. "That was too specific."

"It's fine." He spoke through a laugh. "I'll settle our tab." Luna nodded before turning to the direction of the bathroom, rolling her eyes at herself as Jim just continued to watch her. He knew she had to be good in bed. They were going to have fun tonight.

Jim was settling the tab, finding a majority of his cards declining, when another Starfleet cadet walked up to the bar. That's when Jim realized he didn't even think to ask Luna what she wanted to study at the Academy. He would ask her when she came back. She was also ordering a lot of drinks. She was small and tiny, not necessarily curvy like Luna was, but beautiful nonetheless. A little harmless flirting wouldn't bother while Luna was in the bathroom.

"That's a lot of drinks for one woman." He ended it with that winning smile, something he was proud he could still accomplish when drunk.

Luna was fixing her hair in the bathroom, looking herself over in the mirror. She was really doing this. She only had one other one-night stand in her life, and she was royally hammered. She didn't want this to just be some one-night stand with Jim, though. She liked him. She actually liked him. Anything tonight would be a one-night stand, though. She was leaving tomorrow morning.

A one-night stand was the only way she was going to have Jim. And she wanted Jim. She was just going to have to suck it up and be a woman about this. If she wanted Jim, she was going to have Jim, one-night stand or not.

She took a deep breath in the mirror before smiling and walking to the door, that smile still on her face. She could feel some soberness coming to her as she walked, but that smile immediately fell off of her face when she saw Jim. He was laughing and talking with probably the most beautiful woman going to Starfleet with her. Nyota Uhura.

Every bit and piece of self-consciousness she had buried away rose up to form a lump in her throat, making her feel like she was about to throw it all up. She should have known. She knew he was a player, but she felt like he was into her for her. Turned out she was just another task for him to accomplish.

That's when that asshole Jeremy walked up to Jim along with his idiot, tough guy, red shirts behind his back. Don't get her wrong, there were a lot of aspects of the red shirts that she liked and admired. Like engineering and linguistics. Like what Nyota was planning on studying. She admired all of that. These brawns for brains were the aspect of the red shirt that she didn't like. That's when Jeremy spun Jim around, giving him a hard blow to the face with his fist.

Luna's hands flew to her mouth as Jim's jaw unhitched against the bar, it obviously throbbing from pain. She ran over to the men, making sure to shove Jeremy when she reached them. "Stop it!" She demanded, but Jim just turned right around, punching Jeremy so hard he slammed into the table behind him. Luna had to laugh a little bit, ending in a disapproving glance from Nyota.

Another guy then came at Jim, punching him so hard, he turned around, his hands landing on Luna's breasts. He gave her a goofy smile, Luna just rolling her eyes, nodding in agreement. "All natural, D and real nice."

Jim gave her another flirty smile before a guy grabbed him by the back of his shirt while another one punched him. Jim ended up on the ground, blood beginning to come out of his mouth, worrying Luna. "Guys!" Nyota called. "Enough!"

They picked him right up, throwing him down on a table and going at him. "I said enough!" Jeremy kept punching him, though. That's when Luna decided she had enough. She grabbed his fist before it connected to Jim's cheekbone again. He stared at her for a moment before she sent a right hook into his jaw. Jeremy fell back, Luna leaning in to look at Jim who had blood coming out of every inch of his face. "Are you okay?" She asked while pushing back the strands of hair getting into his face.

Jim began to laugh at how she looked upside down to him with the way she was leaning over him. Drunk and beat up wasn't a good match. "You're even beautiful upside down."

Luna couldn't help this big smile growing on her face. That's when Christopher Pike's whistle carried across the whole bar. Luna looked up in utter fear. She wasn't scared of much, but Captain Pike was definitely one thing she was scared of. "Outside." He commanded. His eyes then trained on Luna as if she was the start of all of this. "All of you." Luna and Nyota shared a scared look before Captain Pike's voice raised just a little more. "Now!"

They all scattered, Luna giving Jim one last look before joining her friend. "See you in your dreams." She whispered to him.

"Oh trust me," Jim called as Nyota and Luna looped their arms together before walking out of the bar. "You will!"

Luna felt her cheeks turn a hot red again as her and Nyota finally made it out of the bar. Luna took a deep breath of fresh air, looking around, noticing what a beautiful night it was. She couldn't help this smile playing at her lips or the fact that her mind kept wandering back to Jim Kirk. "Do you need a ride?" Nyota asked as she began to walk to where her car was parked.

Luna looked to her, her cheeks still red and a smile on her face. "No." She spoke through a bit of a laugh. She didn't think she would be able to stop smiling for a while. "I can walk. I don't live far from here."

She nodded and smiled before turning back to her car. "He likes you by the way."

Luna's brows furrowed, taking her eyes off the moon and stars for a moment. "What?"

"Jim." She clarified. Luna's cheeks got even redder if that was possible. "He couldn't stop talking about you." Luna smiled just a little wider as Nyota got in her car, rolling down her window to wave at Luna one last time. "See you tomorrow, bright and early."

"Can't wait!" Luna scoffed as Nyota let out a laugh before taking off. Luna looked around again, taking in all the beauty of the night. She would be up there soon. With the stars, the planets and all of space to explore. She couldn't wait to fly in that territory.

She looked down at her watch, noticing how late it was getting. She had better start walking. They still had a lot left to do on the farm before leaving tomorrow. She couldn't help thinking of Jim all over again as she walked. She thought of his eyes mostly.

The road she walked on was insanely quiet. If her thoughts weren't possessed by Jim Kirk, she probably would have been scared, but she felt like nothing would be able to harm her right now. The wind was blowing her uniform back, making her laugh at the sensation. She was on cloud nine, everything feeling like ecstasy. That's when a raindrop fell on her nose. She laughed as the water fell down the tip of her nose and rolled down her cheek and to her chin.

She began to laugh as more drops fell from the sky, ending up in a light shower. Normally, if she was walking back from the bar like this, she would have cursed her luck, but it all just felt so refreshing to her. She let her head fall back, taking in the smell of the rain and the feeling of the water falling down her cheeks.

The storm had finally calmed down as Luna approached the gate to their farm, but she was still soaked. Her horse, Genie, the first thing to greet her. She was really going to miss this place. She gave Genie a nice scratch on the nose before going into the house. The TV was blaring some sports game and she could see her dad on the couch with a beer in hand. "Hey, Dad!" She called before going the fridge, pulling out a beer before going to sit down next to him.

"Hey, baby." He spoke before looking to her, the two clacking their beers together in a sort of cheers. That's when he noticed that dopey, dreamy look on her face. "You look…" He struggled for the words for a moment, not sure how to say this without sounding like an asshole. "Happy?" And that's when he noticed her clothes and her hair sticking to the sides of her face. "And wet." He jumped back a little bit, not wanting her wet clothes to stick to him. "Did you walk home?"

Luna looked up, thinking about everything she had encountered with Jim again, that dreamy look still on her face. "I did walk home and it was marvelous. The rain really is quite refreshing."

Bones scoffed at the look at her. Since when did his daughter enjoy the rain? "Who are you and what have you done with my daughter?" He brought the beer up to his lips before turning back to the television.

Luna rolled her eyes before shaking her head, thinking about all the changes that were coming her way, hoping that would be able to get Jim out of her mind. "I can't believe we sold the farm."

Bones sighed, knowing she was having a lot of a harder time dealing with it than he was. "It's going to good people and we can visit whenever."

"This is the only place I've ever known besides the farm I was born on!" Luna exclaimed.

"Yeah, I know." Bones scoffed at the memory. "I remember the blood all over my sheets."

Luna rolled her eyes, a bit of a smile playing on her lips. "Grumpy old man."

"I was seventeen when I had you." Bones spoke through the shake of the head. "You think I was mature enough to handle that? Because I wasn't." Luna rolled her eyes slightly. She loved her dad, but she found him annoying when he thought he could lecture her on her love life. Or lack thereof. "All boys are idiots, don't go near them until they're men and men is classified as forty."

"Dad, you're thirty-nine." Bones gave her a worrisome look, knowing there was some flaw in his logic. Why did she have to be so damn smart? Luna knew just how to counter her father's commands, though. She had been dealing with it her whole life. "I was around you when you were a boy."

"There's a difference. I'm your father."

Luna sighed before leaning her head on her father's shoulder. No matter how hard she tried to get her mind off of him, it just kept wandering to Jim Kirk. Bones turned to look at her, confused at her sudden need for comfort. "Are you okay?"

"Fine." She sighed out. Bones didn't believe her, but he knew his daughter well enough to know she didn't want to talk about it at the moment. So, he leaned his head against hers, the two sitting like that, spending their last night in the house that Bones had watched his baby grow up in.

As expected, Luna was up and at the station before her father. In his defense, he had to settle some last minute stuff with the farm. I guess it came well in time that wife number five divorced before they both went off to Starfleet. That way, even though she took all their money, the real family fortune was on that farm. By selling it, they had enough to get an apartment and furnish it for three years until they were shipped off into deep space. Hopefully on the Enterprise.

Luna sat in her seat, turning around to talk to Uhura as she waited on her dad's arrival. She had to remember that she preferred to be called Uhura. She had first met her as Nyota in high school, but now that they were going into Starfleet, she preferred to be called Uhura. That was actually going to be difficult to keep in mind when her brain was going through all the flight steps. Good thing they were both going to be in separate programs.

She then heard that voice she was sure she wouldn't be able to forget. She quickly ripped her head away from her conversation with Uhura to look at the entrance. The sun shinned, making the silhouette of a body only a silhouette until he stepped further into the ship.

Luna just couldn't fight the smile on her face. He was still wearing the bloodied clothes from last night. Jim Kirk was actually joining Starfleet with her, Uhura, her father. Could things get any better today? As he walked forward, he was taking in everything, not noticing the bar that specifically stated, "LOW CLEARANCE" which ended in a bumped head.

Luna couldn't help her chuckle. "Hey, legacy!" She called out.

Jim heard that voice and he was like a boy with a crush on his teacher all over again. A wide smile took over his face, turning around to that authentic laugh smiling right back at him. That's when he noticed Jeremy and all the other guys that tried to beat him up last night. "At ease, gentlemen." He spoke, nodding to them. He then winked at Luna, taking a seat next to her, making that big smile return. Jim couldn't wait to hear that laugh again. "You know," Jim spoke, turning his head back slightly to Uhura. "I never did get that first name."

Luna rolled her eyes. She knew now that Jim wasn't trying to hurt her by flirting with Uhura. It was just a part of his personality. A complete and utter flirt. Uhura knew the same thing she did, Jim's flirting was completely harmless, besides, he was already head over heels for Luna whether the two knew it yet or not.

Jim then looked down at the seatbelts, finding it complicated, but trying to laugh it off to Luna who just sat there watching him with a smirk playing at her lips. "You'd think a legacy would know how to buckle the seatbelts on a Starfleet ship?"

"Well, I didn't know they were going to be so complicated." Luna laughed again. "Come on, you're a farm girl, you should know what I'm going through."

"Yeah, but I'm not an idiot." She spoke as she leaned forward, pulling out his seatbelt and beginning to button it up, one hand getting a little dangerously close to his crotch. They both made eye contact after that, Jim giving her a flirty smile. "I mean it is fair." She spoke, the flirty smile going right back. "You did touch my breasts last night."

"And they were very nice." He flirted right back with a wink.

Luna rolled her eyes, knowing they would be able to keep this bantering up for hours if they truly wanted to. That's when she heard her father's voice. She let out a deep sigh, knowing this had to be coming as both her and Jim looked to where it was coming from. "I told you I don't need a doctor!" Luna began to sink into her seat, wishing he wouldn't notice her. Maybe he would sit anywhere else but in the empty seat next to her. "I am a doctor, dammit!"

Luna was trying to hide behind her hand, but Jim was enthralled at the yelling. "You need to get back to your seat!" The woman forced.

"I had one. In the bathroom with no windows!"

He was already making his way to the seat next to Luna, causing her to shake her head, but this was her father. He knew what she looked like whether she was hiding behind her hand or not. "I suffer from aviofobia!" Jim shared an insane look with Luna which she just shrugged to, feeling so embarrassed. She could practically say goodbye to Kirk since he was now going to think her father was insane. "That means: fear of dying in something that flies."

"Sit down or else I'll make you sit down!" The woman finally commanded.

"Hey, Leo," Luna finally interrupted, Bones turning to his daughter with an annoyed face. "Sit down."

He took a deep sigh before sitting down next to his daughter. "You know him?" Jim asked, leaning in to Luna's ear as she just sighed. If only he knew.

He looked over at his daughter, leaning in. "I may throw up on you."

Luna then looked over at Jim. "I'm leaning over if that happens and you're taking that."

"I think these things are pretty safe." Jim spoke over to Bones.

"You threw up on me for half of your life, I think that's pretty fair."

"You two know each other?" Jim asked again, confused at their talk.

"No." Luna spoke as Bones said, "Yes." Bones gave his daughter an irritated stare before turning to look at Jim. "Don't pander me, kid. One tiny crack in the hull and our blood boils in thirteen seconds. A solar flare might crop up, cook us in our seats." Luna rolled her eyes, Jim studying her. It was like she had heard this a million times…because she had. The second she expressed interest in being a pilot he gave her this talk and it didn't stop, even today while they were sitting on the one ship that would take them to all of that. "And while you're sitting pretty with a case of Andorian shingles, see if you're still so relaxed when your eyeballs are bleeding."

"We got it." Luna spoke nastily, but Bones didn't pay attention to her, his mind still wandering through all the things that could happen to any of the people sitting there.

"Space is disease and danger, wrapped in darkness and silence." He made sure to look at Luna for that last one.

"Well I hate to break this to you," Jim spoke with a shrug. "But Starfleet operates in space."

"Yeah, well... I've got nowhere else to go; the ex-wife took the whole damn planet in the divorce. All I've got left is my bones."

"Cocky bitch." Luna spoke, hate plastered all through her voice, making Jim turn his head again. Actually, they kind of looked alike.

Bones took a sip of his flask before passing it to his daughter and after her sip, she passed it to Jim, him raising it up in cheers, really wanting to know this guy's name now. "Jim Kirk."

Bones leaned forward, shaking his hand. "McCoy. Leonard McCoy."

"McCoy?" Jim mulled over, remembering Luna's name from last night. "Any relation?"

Bones nodded over to her, giving her a slight smile. "I'm her father."

Jim's eyes practically bulged out of his head. It all clicked. Their similar persona. Hell, even their accents. All the personal talk. Jim then began to get very nervous. Less than twelve hours ago, he was trying to take this man's daughter home. Jim leaned into Luna, his eyes still wild. "Your dad?"

"Yeah," She spoke with a shrug.

"Not even twenty-four hours ago, I was trying to have sex with you."

Luna looked him up and down like he was an idiot. "Then don't mention that to him."

Luna leaned back into her seat as they took off, Bones immediately gripping her hand as if this was a life or death situation. Luna rolled her eyes. She couldn't even imagine him when they were going into space. Jim just continued to sit there, mulling everything over. This was going to be an awkward ride.

This is my first Star Trek fanfiction so please be kind. Obviously this is going to be a Jim/OC story since a lot on here seem to stop right when they're getting to the good parts. I'm not going to jump straight into the rest of the movie since there's going to be a lot of stories happening in their time at Starfleet Academy. I hope you guys like it, and remember to review!