From rob4654@webtv.net Sun Nov 14 00:49:37 1999
Author : Rob Morris
Title : Turnabout The World On
Series : TOS
Type : Remix
Rating : PG
Episode Remixed : Turnabout Intruder
Summary : Disaster strikes at Jim Kirk in this little Au. But he's
tough--Will He Make It--After All?
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Turnabout The World On
By Rob Morris
Standing in front of the brig, Doctor Janice Lester was determined to
have the last laugh. She felt the connection severing--and so bought
victory the only way she knew how.
"You Lose, Captain!"
Turning the phaser on herself, Doctor Lester died. Despite himself,
Jim Kirk let out a gasp--as he watched the body he was born in vanish
forever.
"Noooo...."
With Spock confirming Kirk's identity, the prisoners were released and
the senior crew briefed on the change in their Captain's situation. Some
things, though, hadn't changed.
Kirk walked up to his Chief Of Security.
"Mister Martin, you are relieved of duty."
"But, Captain...."
"That...person who took over my... original body was issuing orders
that were neither lawful nor rational. Your people locked up half my
senior staff, and permitted her to strike me--more than once. On your
next posting, check and see if The Captain is in their right mind."
Martin shook his head.
"Lady, I take my orders from Captain James T. Kirk. Do you see him
here?"
Jim or Janice, The Captain still knew how to throw a punch--and did.
"Mister Martin, I rather doubt you can see anything--right about now."
Jim stared at his new fist.
"Poor Janice. She had power. She just didn't know how to use it."
In Sickbay, McCoy gave Jim the worst of it.
"A sex change is out. The technology that transferred you into this
body is skittish, as you saw earlier. Hormonal manipulation or DNA
resequencing could erase your personality. Breeding a clone would also
be useless, even if it were legal. We just couldn't be even remotely
certain a transfer wouldn't kill you."
Bones' eyes said the unneccesary, 'I'm sorry, Jim.' But Kirk got up.
"Doctor, I'm a woman now. That doesn't concern me. What does concern me
is that I'm still James Kirk--am I also still The Captain?"
McCoy turned to Spock, who nodded.
"Unlike Doctor Lester's delusion that her gender prevented her
ascension to Command, Starfleet has no concerns about your change of
body--in and of itself. Their only concern is that of personality
detachment, as you become accustomed to what is, after all, a new world.
They have suggested that you take a year off, both to make certain that
the process has no extreme side effects, and to recalibrate your skills
to their new parameters. Since this situation has no precedent---I must
concur with their suggestion."
Kirk nodded.
"Thank You, Spock. In a way, this is the same as if I'd been captured
and then brain-implanted by an enemy. Maybe they removed all the
alien-tech--or maybe its just hiding. If there's anything left of Janice
Lester in me--its not getting near a Starship's center seat."
Alone in his quarters, and sulking a bit more than he would have liked,
Jim recieved a visitor.
"Hello, Nyota. Wanna dye each other's hair?"
Uhura shook her head.
"Its making you miserable, isn't it?"
"This? Its confusing, to be sure. But what's odd is--I keep thinking
about Ben Finney and Gary Mitchell. I can't say why."
"I Can. Jim, you're inhabiting the body owned by a once-dear friend who
turned against you for no reason a rational person would understand. You
look in the mirror, and there see a face that hated you. You may be
stuck with that body- but you are not stuck with those features."
Jim shook her head.
"Cosmetic surgery? You think so?"
Nyota nodded.
"It is your new body--and I am your new roommate."
"Huh? Nyta, this is a career interruption. I can't let anyone else take
the hit. Especially when I don't even know where my feelings
lie--vis-a-vis us."
"Who cares? You were my friend long before you were anything else.
Whatever happens, happens. Jim--you need someone with you--if for
nothing else, than to show you the ropes of living as a member of the
superi--er, fairer sex."
Jim smiled, and so they left together, after a memorable farewell
party. Spock assumed Command, awaiting the day Jim Kirk would return to
his first best destiny.
On Earth, the two roommates found life together--interesting. Nyta
slammed the door to their apartment. Jim apologized.
"Nytaaa--I told them I wasn't interested."
Feeling on more equal terms with her friend now, Uhura had developed a
sarcastic streak--deep and biting.
"Jim--why is it, every time we go out, the men we run into are more
interested in your 'not interested' - than my 'Hey---I'm interested'?"
Jim had done as Nyta suggested, and Janice Lester's face was gone.
Jim's face and outward form was now that of a 20th-Century ancestor who
had resided in Minneapolis, Minnesota, and who was active in the mass
media of that era. It had gotten attention. Jim was now just as
archtypically desirable a woman as she had been a man.
"Look, Nyta---all they did was say hello. Then they just each asked an
honest, simple question."
Uhura had previously been used to being the most attractive woman in
her circle of friends. That Jim was now outclassing her, even by a
hair's breadth--was not good for her ego.
"A simple question? A Simple Question? Jim--they all proposed
marriage!"
Jim's head had developed a slight nervous twitch, and her voice a
slight stammer when nervous.
"I--said--ya know, No."
Nyta threw up her arms.
"Then, after that--they hung around to hear you turn them down again. I
thought I'd be living with my Captain--instead, I moved in with
Starfleet's most capable command-level Cheerleader!"
"Hey, you watch it, Lady, I'm still Captain James T----a Cheerleader,
really?"
"I Give Up. Jim, I'm sorry. I'm glad we're friends--but you seem to
have adjusted better than me to being a woman--and I was born one!"
"I'm a survivor, Nyta--just like my best friend? Y'know, my nephew
still asks how you're doing."
"How is Peter?"
She nodded.
"Confused. Really Confused. He keeps saying he has something important
to say about the fate of the universe--then he just ends up staring over
across the table at me."
"Heh. Can't blame the kid, with a face like yours."
Jim's mouth half-frowned.
"Nytaaa--he kind of wasn't staring at my face."
Uhura cringed a bit.
"Oh. Ah, so he's a perv. Otherwise, he's a good kid."
A voice was heard from outside.
"Yooohoooo!!!"
Uhura rolled her eyes.
"Come on in, Carol."
Carol Marcus, cheerful beyond saccharine, entered.
"I'd just thought I'd slum, and visit the great unmarrieds!"
Jim shook her head.
"Carol--you're not married, either."
"Yes--but I do have a little son, Jim."
"Carol--he's my son, too."
"Stop that, Jim. I am not going to have him traipsing around the
galaxy with his mother--anymore than I can believe you went out in THAT
dress!"
"Carol--what's wrong with my dress?"
"Jim, Dear Jim--it does tend to remind us that you were born a man."
"Hey--I helped Jim pick that out."
"Yes, Nyta--and the effort is appreciated-- if somewhat hard to
notice."
Young David Marcus joined them.
"Hi, Aunt Nyta. Hi, Mom. Hi, Mom. Mom--could I talk to Mom alone?"
Carol departed.
"David--so--slugger--what I can do for you?"
"Mom--please don't pick me up at school anymore--half the kids want
your autograph, and the other half want your phone number."
Uhura laughed at Kirk's discomfort.
"Don't worry, kid. We won't pick you up anymore."
"Oh, its all right if you pick me up, Aunt Nyta."
Uhura fretfully nodded.
"Thanks a lot, David."
"Oh, I forgot. Mom--is Cousin Peter okay? Word around school is, he's
gone into therapy."
Jim guided David out, nervously
"I'm--sure--Peter's okay, David. I think-- he's just confused.
Nyta--I'm meeting with Bones, while he's on leave. Wanna come?"
"No, Jim. I'm just gonna enjoy the peace and quiet."
Ten Minutes into her quiet, Nyta heard a knock on the door.
"Ma?!"
Ida Uhura looked around.
"So this is your apartment. Well, I'm almost certain that you try to
keep it tidy. Comm Officer aboard a starship--and she never sends a
message. Upenda Nyota--you look thin. Have you been eating enough? Was
that a child I saw with Jim? Did it give you any ideas?"
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USS ENTERPRISE
The new Communications Officer read off the urgent relay to Captain
Spock.
"Barely clinging on to life, Captain O'Ryan's forces have attacked and
destroyed beloved children's author, Uncle Remus. More as this
develops."
Spock, understandably, chose to re-read the message himself.
"Mister Baxter---the text reads--and I quote : Klingon and Orion forces
have destroyed the Autorian Ore base on the Romulan world, Remus.' Your
message--had nothing to do with that."
Ted Baxter shrugged.
"Now, c'mon, Captain, admit it. Wasn't my version a lot more
interesting? I figure that, with a little effort--I can liven up those
dull messages. Make this a more--pleasant cruise for all involved."
Sulu shot one off.
"You want to make this a more pleasant cruise, Ted? Check and see if
the light stays on when you open the shuttlebay doors."
"Hokay, smart-guy, I will--but only because I've been curious about
that, myself."
As Ted departed, he ran into the returning Doctor McCoy.
"Hey, Doc--I've got some 'Bones' to pick with you. Get it--'Bones'?"
"Shut Up, Ted."
"Gotcha, Len."
Chekov spoke up after Baxter was gone.
"Sir--vhat eef he opens the shuttlebay doors?"
Spock nodded.
"Then I shall see fit to close them after he leaves, Ensign.
Doctor--how is the Captain?"
"Well, Spock--I'd say she's ready for duty again. Jim's adapted rather
well, and has even shown strengths and qualities he lacked before."
"Then why do you seem pensive, Doctor?"
"Spock--among those new qualities Jim has is a little thing we Terrans
like to call spunk."
"Then what, may I ask, is your concern?"
McCoy shook his head.
"Jim's got spunk. I hate spunk."
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Who can turn The Bridge On With Her Smile?; Who Can Take A Routine
Mission; And Suddenly Have It Turn Upside Down? Well, Its You, Jim--And
You Should Know It; With Each World And Every Little Contact You Show
It;
Space Is Your Frontier; Feel Free To Shape It; You Have Five Years More;
Why Don't You Take It; Boldly Go Where None Have Gone Before; We're
Gonna Make It Through The Stars!
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Writer's Note : Sorry, but the 'Oh, Mister Spockkkk...' joke and having
M'Ress 'Meow' at the end were just too obvious.
No, 'Oh, Robbbb....' stuff, either. I got that when I did 'Amanda Tyler
Moore' on the Highlander NG.
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