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Summary: After the destruction of dear old Sunnyhell, Buffy goes to San Francisco to process everything, and to take a break from the whole Slayage-gig. But it seems that the PTB have other plans, and they send a lost Starfleet ship Buffy’s way. Buffy/Spock

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Star Trek > Star Trek 2009FMWCreationsFR1311,4051102,0287 Oct 107 Oct 10No
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Joss is Boss when it comes to BTVS, and Star Trek belongs to its original owner too. I am making no profit off of this. So, please, don't sue me.

Buffy could hardly believe it. Sunnydale was gone. It wasn’t like she was going to miss the hell-hole or anything, but still, the place had been her home for seven years. She had met Angel here, she had died here, and she had become who she was here. And not only that, but her mom was buried here. Buffy and Dawn wouldn’t be able to visit their mother’s grave now. And Willow would have to find some other way to mourn Tara. And Spike and Anya . . . they wouldn’t even get proper funerals. They had been completely obliterated as the Hellmouth imploded. But not being able to honor their friend’s passing was a small price to pay for saving the world.

“Looks like the Hellmouth is officially closed for business,” Faith said, coming up behind Buffy.

“There’s another one in Cleveland,” Giles replied.

Buffy tore her eyes away from the crater to give Giles a look, as was everyone else gathered around Sunnydale.

“Not to spoil the moment,” Giles added quickly, allowing everyone to return their gaze to the gaping hole in front of them.

“We saved the world,” Xander said in an almost disbelieving way.

“We changed the world,” Willow corrected, coming up behind Buffy to put her hand on the Slayer’s shoulder.

“I can feel them Buffy, all over. Slayers are awakening everywhere,” Willow said in awe.

“We’ll have to find them,” Dawn said.

“We will,” Willow reassured.

“Yes, because the mall was actually in Sunnydale, and there’s no hope of going there tomorrow.” Giles said.

“We destroyed the mall? I fought on the wrong side,” said Dawn.

“All those shops gone: the Gap, Starbucks, Toys R’ Us. Who will remember all those landmarks unless we tell the world about them?” Xander joked.

“We have a lot of work ahead of us,” Giles agreed.

“Can I push him in?” Faith asked.

“You’ve got my vote,” Willow replied.

“I just wanna sleep, yo, for like a week.” Faith said, playfully pushing Giles.

“I guess we all could, if we wanted to.” Dawn said.

“Yeah, the First is crunched, so . . . what do you think we should do Buffy?” Willow asked, her voice revealing her excitement.

“Yeah, you’re not the only one and Chosen anymore: you’re just gonna live like a person. How’s that feel?” Faith asked.

“Yeah, Buffy, what are we going to do down?” Dawn asked, turning to her sister.

Buffy just continued to stare at the Crater. Was it true? Could she finally . . . breath, for once? Was she at last allowed a vacation, some time off? Did she have a life expectancy that went past tomorrow? Was this her chance for a . . . . a normal life? Slowly, Buffy smiled.

“I just want a break,” Buffy said.

“B, you can retire now.” Faith replied.

“How’s San Francisco sound to you guys?” Buffy asked, turning to face her friends.

“I don’t think it’s near any magical hotspots, so no danger there,” Willow said.

“As long as there’s a bar I can trash, I’m cool.” Faith said.

“Just don’t ask me to ride my bike anywhere. Oh, wait, its rubble now.” Xander said.

“I’ve always wanted to ride a trolley,” Giles mused.

Everyone turned to stare at the Brit.

“What?” Giles asked.

“San Francisco it is then,” Buffy said.

Aboard the U.S.S. Enterprise, One Week Later

Captain James Kirk sat in his chair with authority, or at least to someone who didn't know him. Others who did knew that he was
only making a mockery of looking authoritative. It was one of the human qualities that puzzled Spock. Being half-human himself, he still experienced human emotions. However, being as well half-Vulcan, he didn't understand them clearly. Captain Kirk, however, wasn't the only human that puzzled him. Dr. McCoy, Mr. Sulu, Mr. Scott, Chekov and Lt. Uhura were also part of the enigma that was the human race. Spock was hoping that spending time on the Enterprise would not only increase his knowledge of the endless universe that was Space, but also that he would grow to understand humans better as well.

Spock frowned as he looked at the readings on his screen; they were illogical, so to speak, and yet the computer had just been updated, there was no possible reason that it should be glitching.

"Well, I'll be damned. Spock, I think I see genuine confusion on your face. Not only an emotion, but also an emotion that I thought would be impossible for you to feel." Said Kirk's voice.

Spock didn't turn around to look at his Captain. "The data that the computer is communicating is illogical, Captain."

"What do you mean illogical? The dots are red instead of blue?" Kirk asked, a hint of what Spock believed to be sarcasm in his voice.

"Negative, sir. According to these readings, we are close to Earth, when Earth is three billion light-years away." Spock answered.
Spock heard Kirk get up from his chair, and he leaned over Spock's shoulder.

"Could it be a planet similar to Earth?" he asked.

Spock shook his head. "My readings show that the environment is identical to Earth's, it's the exact same size as Earth, and there are the same life forms as there are on Earth. Well . . . hm, fascinating." Spock murmured.

"What?" Kirk asked.

"There appear to be no life forms from other planets, though there are life forms that appear alien, at least to me." Spock answered.

Kirk frowned. "Can you get a visual of what's going on down there?" he asked.

Spock didn't answer, instead he made the correct settings and soon a visual of a doppelganger of San Francisco was up on the big-screen as Kirk liked to call it.

Everyone stared at the screen. The people on it were human, and they could see clearly in the background the Golden Gate Bridge. Some of the buildings were recognizable, but they were buildings that were considered old and historical back on the Earth they knew. These were the same buildings, but they looked almost brand-new.

"What is this?" Chekov asked in his heavy Russian accent.

"I don't know," Spock said honestly.

Spock then found himself the new object of everyone's surprise

"You don't know?" Kirk said incredulously.

Spock nodded.

"Well, now we know that we're dealing with something stranger than strange." Kirk said.

"Captain, look at the clothes and the cars; they're from at least two hundred and fifty years ago." Uhura said.

She was right, everything looked like it was from the two thousands. The clothes, the cars, the hair styles: everything was so . . . old fashioned.

"Uhhh, Captain?" Chekov asked urgently.

"Yes, Chekov?" Kirk answered.

"What does the rest of this Solar System look like?" He asked.

Kirk's eyes suddenly opened wide, and he turned to Spock.

"Zoom out and get me full visual of surrounding planets." He ordered.

Spock nodded. "Yes, Captain."

Spock made a few adjustments to the settings, and soon there was an outside visual of the planet, and all planets close by.

"Oh my God." Uhura gasped.

On one side of the Earth-like planet, there was a smaller red planet that appeared to be covered in ice. On the other side there was another planet almost exactly equal in size to the duplicate Earth, covered in greed and gold swirls.

"Unbelievable . . ." Chekov gasped.

"Could we have gone through a black hole like the Romulans did?" Sulu asked.

Spock shook his head. "I think we would have noticed, Mr. Sulu."

Kirk walked quickly back over to his chair, and pressed a button.

"Dr. McCoy, Mr. Scotty, come to the Bridge immediately." He said firmly.

McCoy and Scotty were soon on Bridge with them, both staring at the screen in disbelief.

"What the Hell is this, Jim?" McCoy asked.

"We're not sure yet, Bones." Kirk answered.

"Maybe it's a hologram, Captain." Scotty suggested in his Scottish dialect.

"Then it's a very detailed one. Spock, could you pull up that visual we were just looking at?" Kirk asked.

"Of course, Captain." Spock said.

Almost immediately, the picture of San Francisco reappeared on the screen. Both McCoy and Scotty looked stunned.

"Amazing," Scotty murmured.

"Unbelievable," McCoy grumbled.

Kirk turned to Scotty suddenly.

"Scotty, get the transporters ready. Spock, Bones, you're coming with me."

"Where are we going, Captain." Spock asked, standing up.

"I think you're smart enough to figure this one out, Spock. We're going to check out this Second Earth."

The End?

You have reached the end of "Logic and Magic" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 7 Oct 10.

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