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"Varp 4, Captain." Chekov echoed.
The cruise to Starbase 3 would take several standard weeks and as the time drew on Kirk became more ill-at-ease over the Scyrocian incident. It was the first time he had ever failed to complete a mission but that didn't seem to be the cause of the discomfort. He couldn't nail it down; perhaps McCoy could give him an injection to lift his spirits. He lifted up on one arm from his bed and flicked the intercom.
"Kirk to sickbay," he said.
"What can I do for you, Jim?" McCoy's voice answered.
"I'm feeling a little down, Bones. I thought perhaps you could fix me up a little something."
"Sure, Jim, I'll send Nurse Chapel to your quarters with something. Sickbay out."
A few moments later Kirk heard Nurse Chapel calling him from outside his door. He pushed the button on the door control to admit her. Instead of a syringe she was carrying a box which she set down on the table. "I understand, Captain. I guarantee you that this will solve your problem." She smiled and turned and left the room.
Kirk got up and walked across the room to the box. He was puzzled as to why his cure was in a large box and not a syringe. Lifting the top from the box, Kirk's face showed a sudden shock, then broke into a wide smile. Inside were cosmetics, women's clothing, a wig, every- thing he needed to recreate Capt. Janet T. Kirk. Chapel must be one of the Scyrocians he thought. He carefully took out each item and began to carefully create Janet. When he had finished he gazed into the mirror well pleased with the result. He suddenly grew cold when he realized that Spock's reflection was also looking back at him.
"Spock!" he shouted. "How did you get in here? The door can only be opened from the outside by my voice command."
"Relax, Captain, your secret is safe with me. As I passed by here on the way to my own cabin I noticed that your door was open. I looked inside and realized what you were doing and that by some accident you had pressed the button on the door control without realizing it. I
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