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I looked at Spock's sleeping face.
"Do you know what kind of spores they are?" I asked.
"I'm afraid not, Ivy." Dr. McCoy said.
"Can't you examine them?" I pleaded. "Please, you can't let him die."
"I'll run some more tests." The doctor promised. "You should go to your cabin. You need to rest."
"I want to stay here, doc."
"You won't help yourself by watching him or me."
"I'm not leaving him." I said, stubbornly.
The doctor sighed.
"I'm sorry, Ivy. I can't let you do that. You may get the spores."
"I don't care!" I said, my voice rising. "He stayed with me, and I'm not deserting him!"
Captain Kirk put his hand on my shoulder. "Ivy, you need to rest."
"I don't want to leave." I repeated. "I'm not deserting him."
"I don't want to have to make that an order."
"Fine," I said. "I'll go."
I walked out of the sickbay, followed by Sarah and Kayla.
"If the Klingons think they can take one more person I care about away from me, they're wrong." I said to no one in particular.
"But Ivy," Sarah said. "What can you do?"
"I'll tell you what I'm gonna do." I replied bitterly. "I'm gonna go to the Klingon ship, and blast them all into oblivion."
"Killing them won't help Spock." Kayla said.
"I know." I replied. "But if I kill enough of them, they may tell me how to cure the spores."
"You can't take on a whole ship of Klingons!" Sarah said. "That's crazy!"
"I don't care." I replied. "You go back and tell Captain Kirk that I've gone to find the cure. But don't tell him until I've beamed over, okay?"
Kayla and Sarah looked at each other. "Okay," They agreed. "But if you get in any trouble, any at all, call us over the communicators, and we'll beam you back aboard." Sarah said.
"It's a deal." I promised.
Kayla and Sarah walked back to the sickbay. I, on the other hand, walked to the armory, and stole two phasers. I walked to the transporter room, and entered the coordinates for the Klingon ship. I walked over to the beaming stations, and waited to be sent to the Klingon ship. It only took a matter of seconds.
I was on the Klingon bridge, with only a few Klingons to deal with.
"This is gonna be easy." I thought to myself.
I pulled out one of my phasers, and held it against a Klingon's head.
"Tell me where your Captain is," I said harshly. "Or I'll blast a hole in your head."
The Klingon was silent. The others on the bridge looked at me.
"Tell me where your Captain is." I repeated. "I'm not kidding. I'll kill you all here and now."
One Klingon moved, but it was a child. It walked toward me. I didn't move my phaser that was pointed at the Klingon I was standing by.
"Who are you?" The child asked.
"That is none of your concern," I said. "Where is the Captain?"
"It's his nap time." The small Klingon said. "I'm Wota."
"Can you get the Captain for me, Wota?" I asked.
"No." Wota said.
"No?" I echoed. "If somebody doesn't tell me where the Captain is in two seconds, this Klingon is dead."
Everybody was silent. I pulled the trigger, ending the Klingon's life.
"I wasn't kidding." I said, leveling the phaser on another Klingon. "Where is the Captain of this vessel?"
"I am here." A voice said.
I spun around.
"You Klingon scum." I spit out. "Tell me how to cure the spores you infected my friends with."
"That's what you've come for?" The Captain asked.
"Did you not just hear me?" I said, angrily.
A Klingon bolted toward me suddenly, and I opened fire on him, killing him.
"Try it again," I said. "And you're a dead man."
"You were a captive, were you not?" The Captain inquired.
"It makes no difference, does it?" I snapped back. "But I know your name, Captain Wark."
"Ah, yes. You're T'Prill." The Captain remembered. "The Vulcan bait."
"Ah, yes." I mocked. "You're Captain Wark. The Klingon jerk who's killing my finace!"
The Captain moved his hand ever so slightly, and I heard footsteps behind me. I spun around, but was stunned before I could kill the Klingon coming up behind me.
When I opened my eyes, I was in the brig. It was small, and some what lit.
"Great." I muttered.
I touched my belt and both of the phasers were gone. No surprise there. But, when I touched my pony tail, I remembered the Soul Robber. I felt for the "rubber band" holding my pony tail up, and the Soul Robber wrapped around my wrist. At least I had one weapon now.
"Wark!" I shouted. "Release me now!"
The only response was silence.
"Release me!" I screamed again.
I drew my arm back and flicked the Soul Robber at the door, causing the door to break open. "Idiots." I whispered.
I stepped out of my jail cell, and hid in the shadows. Captain Wark came to my cell, and looked inside. He cursed in his native language when he saw I wasn't there. I crept up behind him, slowly and quietly, and slipped the Soul Robber around his neck, choking him.
"Tell me how to cure the spores." I said. "I'll release you when you do."
I didn't realize until too late that another Klingon was with the Captain, and he shot me in my hand. I shrieked, and released my grip on the Soul Robber. Wark spun around, and grasped my throat in his hand.
"I could kill you now, young Vulcan." He said. "But I need you."
I grabbed my left hand with my right, and sat there, grimacing against the pain. My left hand was now severely burned, along with my broken arm.
"You're a dead man." I said, hatefully. "You killed Captain Kirk's son, my parents, and now you're going to kill my friends."
"Friends?" Wark said. "I thought he was your fiance."
"He is." I glared. "You're all murderers. I hope that you're defeated by the Romulans."
Captain Wark seemed deep in thought, and ignored my last comment.
"Let's have your betrothed brought here, shall we?" He sneered. "Then you can have the pleasure of watching him die."
"You don't know who he is." I replied, almost whimpering. Green blood was spilling out of my hand.
"Captain." I heard a voice say sharply.
"Yes, Admiral?" He answered.
The "Admiral" came to the front of me and looked at me, sitting there, on my knees, clutching my hand.
"Take this Vulcan to the sickbay." The Admiral said, as sharply as before.
Wark had two soldiers come over and transport me to the sickbay. They started to help me up, but I pulled away.
"I don't need help from you." I sneered.
When I arrived at the sickbay, a doctor came over to me. I kept my left hand clutched tightly in my right. The doctor pulled my hands apart, and examined my hand. He took some medicine, and applied it.
"Ow." I said, sucking in breath. "That hurts."
"I apologize." The doctor said. "You were pretty badly burned on your hand. You've got broken bones, too."
"I already knew that." I replied. "I got that the last time I was with the Klingons."
"The last time?" The doctor asked. "You were here before?"
I didn't answer. I didn't need anybody knowing anything they didn't need to know. The doctor bandaged my hand tightly, and filled out a medical report.
"Why are you here?" The doctor asked.
"That is none of your business." I snapped.
The doctor turned on a light, and I was able to see him clearly. It was a human. A human on a Klingon ship?
"You're human." I said.
"You're a Vulcan." He replied.
"Why would a Klingon ship have a human aboard?"
"I was assigned here." The doctor said. "I don't question things."
The door opened and the person who was called the Admiral walked in. He looked at the doctor before turning his gaze on me.
"Are you all right?" He asked.
"Why do you care?"
"Does it matter why, as long as I do?"
"I don't want to talk to anybody unless they can give me the cure for the spores."
The Admiral came and stood by the bed I was sitting on.
"May I sit down?" He asked.
"It's your ship." I replied, some what surprised at his manners. "What do you want?"
"I came to see if you were all right." The Admiral said. "Wark can be some what brutal."
"Some what?!" I shouted. "He broke my arm last time!"
"Last time?" Admiral said. "What do you mean 'last time'?"
"What do you think I mean? I was here before, but I escaped."
The doctor came over and he had a hypo in his hand.
"Don't inject me with that." I said, cautioning him.
"It merely helps you calm down."
"Give her the immunity shot, too, doctor." The Admiral said.
"Immunity to what?" I asked.
"The spores, of course." He said.
"I don't want the cure for me! I want it for my--"
I didn't get to finish my sentence, because the tranquilizer was working. I fell onto the bed, and the doctor turned my body so I was on the bed.
"I want the cure for the spores." I said, groggy. "I want the cure for the spores." My voice was trailing off.
My communicator chirped. I pulled it out, and heard, "Kirk here. Where are you?"
"I'm on the ship." I said, groggily. "They've got an immunity shot. They've--"
"Ivy?" Kirk said. "Can you hear me? Answer me."
I heard Spock's voice. "I'm all right, Doctor. I can return to duty."
"Spock." I barely got the name out. "There's a cure. I can cure yo--"
I started to black out, dropping my communicator on the bed beside me. The Admiral picked it up, and said into it, "If you want this girl back, bring me Captain Kirk. You have twelve hours, and then she dies."
"What have you done to her?"
"Don't listen to him." I said, weakly. "Get as far away from here as you can."
The Admiral said, "You have twelve hours, or she dies."
The communicator was snapped shut, and the Admiral put it by my hand. I don't know why. Then both he and the doctor left. Just before I fell asleep completely, I opened the communicator, causing the signal to open.
Now I had given them a tracking device. I hoped they would find me before their twelve hours were up.
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