Reality Rip

James T. Kirk was bored. Leaning back in his command on the bridge, he thought of the past three years. They were three years into their five year exploration of space and excitement seemed to follow them throughout the galaxies. They were attacked by Klingons, discovered uncharted worlds, and were constantly on the run from natives. Jim couldn't love it more. However, for the past few weeks, there was nothing to do. Nothing. No Starfleet telling them where to go. No new planets to scout. Not even a few days of shore leave. It was all quiet on the starship Enterprise. And James T. Kirk was bored.

Looking over to the science station, he saw Spock working diligently away on…something. He always looked so busy, no matter what type of situation they seemed to be in. Smiling, Jim thought of how their friendship was slowly growing into what Spock Prime said it could be. Well, Jim was hoping for more but he'd take what he could get. He would take the nightly chess matches and long discussions that they had worked up to.

Sighing, he slumped further down into his chair, his fingers tapping against the arm of the chair. Spock turned to him, eyebrow raised.

"Captain, is there something distressing you?" his deep baritone sent shivers down Kirk's spine.

"No Spock. I'm just bored. Don't you ever get that way?"

"As I am Vulcan, I do not allow my mind to 'wander' and be 'bored' Captain."

Pouting petulantly, to the amusement of the bridge, Jim turned to fully face his first officer.

"But Spock, I'm bored!" exhaling loudly and throwing his hands up he exclaimed, "I just wish something interesting would happen!"

No sooner were the words out of his mouth that the ship lurched to the side and the lights started flickering. Immediately shifting into 'Captain Mode', Kirk tried to assess the situation.

"Chekov, what's going on?"

"I am not sure, keptin! The ship vas not in za vay of anything nor did ve fly through anything"

"Mr. Spock?"

"Our power is at maximum, Captain. I'm not sure why the…"

All at once the ship stopped moving, the lights came on, and, with a loud shriek, two bodies came crashing out of nowhere. Two very scantily clad female bodies. The smaller body was covered by the taller one, both in their underwear. Lifting her head, the taller, black haired woman looked down at her companion.

"Are you injured?" her tone was monotonously Vulcan, but Jim could hear the concern seep through. Jim still couldn't see the other companion but he heard the low groan come from her.

"Nah. I'm just pissed off. What the hell was that?" the voice sounded so familiar to Jim that he could almost just place it. Deciding that he had been silent too long, Jim decided to get the ladies attention.

"Ladies, I'm not.." he wasn't able to finish his sentence. The long haired Vulcan's neck snapped back, her brown eyed glare piercing through him. With the grace that only a Vulcan could possess, she pushed herself off the other girl and stood. Jim could see her assessing her location and situation before stooping to grab the other girl. Eliciting a startled yell out of her, the Vulcan girl tossed her companion under the nearby empty station. 'She's protecting her' Jim thought while taking a step towards the Vulcan.

Wrong move. With a Vulcan facial tick reminiscent of snarl, the female Vulcan advanced on him and all he could think was 'Crap' before her arms moved to strike him. However, Spock was there to deflect her fists. Her attention placed firmly on Spock, the Vulcan started a rapid assault against Spock's person. Spock's eyes narrowed as he fought with the slight woman. Jim watched open mouthed at a woman who was able to keep up with Spock in a fight.

"Bitch! I cannot believe you just threw me! Threw me! Like I was a doll or something" Jim whipped his head back the woman under the station as she was extracting herself. His attention was drawn to her scantily clad state and noticed her shivering form. He pulled his command gold shirt off and started to make his way to her. The female Vulcan noticed this, stopping her fight with Spock, positioned herself in front of the other woman.

"T'Pock! You need to stand down. He was going to hand me his shirt so that I'm not just chillin here in my scivys. I'd really like to not be in just my underwear, thank you very much" the sarcasm oozed out the smaller woman's voice. Jim got his first good look at her, as she sidestepped her companion. Blonde, blued eyed and fit was as apt of a description that he could think before his attention was brought back to the conversation.

"Captain!" the female Vulcan pushed her companion behind her again. "You should not be seen in such a state of undress in front of people of unknown motives. Give me the shirt" The Vulcan fixed Jim a look before he handed the shirt over. She put the shirt behind her back, to hand to her companion, and continued to face the rest of the room stoically. Jim decided to try again with speaking with them.

"Ladies, I'm Captain James T. Kirk and you are on the Starship enterprise. I'm no…"

"Wait a friggin second! You're who?" the blonde woman whipped around her companion to stare a Jim with a look of astonishment. "There is no way you can be captain of the enterprise"

"Why not?" Jim got this a lot due to his young age. The woman apparently wasn't paying him anymore attention as she turned back to talk to her companion.

"T'Pock, what the hell is going on?" the Vulcan turned her attention from the room to the slighter woman in front of her. A moment passed before the Vulcan decided to speak.

"It seems captain that we may have passed through something in space that ripped and pulled us to an alternative universe."

"T'Pock! That's ridiculous."

"After going over the data, whatever left, however improbable, must be the answer." Jim was wide-eyed at that response. He turned to Spock and saw that he got the implications as well. It was almost exactly what Spock had said about alternate realities during the Nero incident. 'Great. More alternate realities.' Jim thought as he smiled charmingly.

"It must be true if your companion said so. You know how much Vulcans love to be right" both Vulcans on the bridge turned to him, eyes narrowed. The smaller woman laughed loudly at this. Jim thought she looked adorable in his shirt, more like a sister then an actual prospect. 'Weird. She's attractive but I'm not attracted to her.'

"Very true. T'Pock delights in being right" she turned to Spock with a determine look, "Mind giving up your shirt. I don't like my first officer to be chillin in her panties on your bridge." Spock pulled his science blue shirt off and handed it to the Vulcan woman without question. She nodded at him before putting on the shirt. Smiling, the smaller woman turned her full attention to Jim.

"Well, since you introduced yourself, I believe it's my turn." She beckoned the Vulcan woman to her side "This is my first officer T'Pock" she smiled sheepishly at her friend "I can't pronounce her last name. It's too Vulcan for me." Her companion's look softened when she looked at her. "My name is Captain Jayme T. Kirk, of the Starship Enterprise. Nice to meet you." She stuck her hand out to shake Jims. He grasped hers dumbstruck.

"Well, hot damn. I'm pretty hot as a chick."

***So this is my first Star Trek fanfiction. Let me know what your think. Much Love!****