New and final posting to story below at
http://startrekfiction.blogspot.com/
Part 1
Space, it was supposed to be man’s final frontier, but there was never
any talk about a frontier beyond space. Kirk leaned back in his chair,
rubbed his chin, and glanced impatiently at his first officer. “Three
months before final docking,” thought Kirk. “Three simple months of
routine charting and patrol and now this”.
Spock stood up from his console, folded his hands behind his shirt and
looked to the forward view screen. “Fascinating,” he said to anyone
willing to hear him.
Kirk had heard it so many times he didn’t give it a second thought.
“Yes, very fascinating Spock. Now, what is it and where did it come
from?” He wanted answers and he wanted way more quickly than his Vulcan
friend and first officer usually gave them.
Spock looked the engineers station. “How much longer do you think the
engine can hold us from going into this opening Mr. Scott?”
“Maybe an hour, or slightly less. We’re holding at maximum impulse right
now and it is still dragging us in. We can’t get a stable warp field and
without it there is no way...”
