**Requested by @furiousgamer81
Hope you like it!
I can take one more request before the end of the book.
Sorry this one is short!
Age change in this one. Chekov is 25 and you are 25. Kirk is 31.
Sorry if it's not really good. 1 AM writing...**

Away missions always end badly. Everyone should know that by now. Yet here we are, sending people down on missions that always end badly. The human race ladies and gentlemen. Always so repetitive and they take years to learn. Human's. Although, you couldn't really complain, you were one.

You and Pavel Chekov had been sent down to a planet for science scans. You were Captain Kirk's younger sister. The scanners suddenly died, communicators wouldn't even give off a high pitched static of radio silence. Nothing.

"Uh.." Pavel awkwardly mumbled, shifting on his feet. It was no secret he had a crush on you. The fact you knew he did tended to make it worse. You had a massive crush on him too if you were honest.

"Uh.." You mutter, taking a seat on a large bolder. Pavel sat beside you, his chin resting in the palms of his hands.

"What now? Do we wait?" Pavel asked you, getting up and beginning to pace back and forth. Dirt and small rocks crunched under his feet, creating the all too familiar sense you were back home in Iowa. Your brother, Jim, running home from baseball practice, the sound of cleats ripping at the gravel road.

"I guess. Not much else we can do." You shrug, continuing to sit down. The ground was loose, soft, you didn't trust it much. There were massive pockets of air, underground caves, that littered the landscape beneath the dirt and rocks. Pavel could fall into one and so could you.

"The ground is untrusting yet I walk at its mercy.." Pavel uttered under his breath. His Russian accent made it hard for you to understand what he said when he did that.

"Let's go bef-" You begin to say before a shriek filled your eardrums. Suddenly, Pavel was missing a leg. No, his leg was in the ground. Just his right leg.

"OW OW OW OW!" He screamed, attempting to pull himself out but failing. The rocks and dust only ripped at his flesh and filled the gaps in.

"Let me help!" You exclaim, helping him up and out of the small sink hole. Blood and dust caked his black pants; you winced at just the sight.

"Ughhhhh." Pavel groaned in pain. Just before you could say something, you were suddenly on the Enterprise.

"Y/N!! Are you okay?? Are you hurt??" Jim yelled, running over by you and Pavel. His attention was all on you. You had a couple little scrapes on your face and your hands were raw from falling on the surface. Otherwise you were fine.

"Jim Jim Jim I'm fine." You insist, holding up one of your raw partially bloody hands. Pavel sighed and laid back, letting nurses and a doctor get him on a stretcher and to sickbay.

"Let's get you to sickbay."
Jim insisted, holding your wrist as he walked you to sickbay. Your older brother was babying you and you didn't like it.

"I'm fine Jimmy. I'm fine." You say, flopping down on a sickbay bed. It took an hour of convincing, but Jim finally left you alone.

It was nice to have peace, quiet, and knowledge that your crush was safe and sound.