This is MY fucking ship, you think you're going to command me on it?! Kirk's very, very first thought was an angry one. He shoved it aside. Faster I deal with him, the faster he and that crazy Spock get the hell off this ship. It was what let him keep his cool for now.

"Ensign Kray'um." Kirk supplied from the top of his head. Younger man who was not only capable of operating the controls of the transporter, but also worked part time in security. Make sure security's watching this room the entire time Pike's in here...