Pursuing Infinite Diversity by Cowgirlcadet1701
Summary: Selleck makes a life-altering decision.
Categories: Alternate Universes Characters: None
Genre: General
Warnings: None
Challenges: None
Series: SS Broken Hand, Interviews
Chapters: 2 Completed: Yes Word count: 1016 Read: 3016 Published: 06 Jul 2013 Updated: 06 Jul 2013

1. Chapter 1 by Cowgirlcadet1701

2. Chapter 2 by Cowgirlcadet1701

Chapter 1 by Cowgirlcadet1701
Pursuing Infinite Diversity

It was night, and Selleck sat on a bench in the garden of the Vulcan Embassy on Earth, contemplating his life. He was exceedingly dissatisfied with it. His father, aside from being an ambassador, was a quantum physicist, and his parents expected him to attend the Vulcan Science Academy and become a quantum physicist. He did not want to become a quantum physicist. Given the choice, he would not decline all study of the subject, as a knowledge of quantum physics could be quite useful, but to pursue quantum physics for its own sake did not interest him. He gazed up at the stars. The stars did interest him. In fact, they were fascinating. He recalled another night, several months ago. He had been sitting in the same spot, looking up at the very same stars, but on that night, he had not been alone.


The Starfleet officer had had a late appointment at the embassy. He had been early for it and had been told that he could wait in the garden if he wished. He leaned against a column, thumbs hooked through his belt loops, and gazed up at the stars.

“I think looking at the stars must be one of those things that’s universal, or nearly so. Seems like almost everybody is fascinated by the stars.”

Even now, Selleck was unsure whether the officer had been addressing him, or simply speaking aloud to himself, but he had answered.

“As a matter of fact, I do find the stars quite fascinating.”

“Ever wonder what all’s out there?”

“I do know that there is quite a lot ‘out there’, as you say, but I have not seen very much of it, although I would be interested in seeing more.”

“So why don’t you? You might start with seeing San Francisco. It’s a fascinating city. I could even show you around myself.”

“That would be interesting, but I do not think I would be allowed to. Leaving the compound is highly disapproved of, if not actually forbidden.”

“If no one ever broke the rules, warp drive might never have been invented. If you ever change your mind, my offer still stands.”

He handed Selleck a card.

“Here’s my address. Think about it.”


Now Selleck took the card out of his pocket and read it in the moonlight.

Captain James Tiberius Kirk (Retired)
No. 71 Pike Place, Penthouse B

“If no one ever broke the rules, warp drive might never have been invented…. Think about it.”

Selleck made his decision. No one saw him as he slipped quickly through the gate and disappeared into the night.

He walked to the seashore and spent the night looking at the stars and listening to the breakers. He remained there for some hours after the sun had risen, until he judged it an appropriate time of the morning for visiting someone at their home. Once he had decided that he would not be calling too early, he proceeded directly to No. 71 Pike Place and climbed the stairs to Penthouse B.
Chapter 2 by Cowgirlcadet1701
Kirk showed Selleck some of the sights around San Francisco, Ending the tour by taking the young man up to the top of a hill where they could look down and see Starfleet Academy. “Now, if you want to see a fair chunk of the galaxy, that is a good place to start.”

“To complete Academy training requires several years. I would prefer to begin my travels immediately.”

“Well, in that case, you might find this interesting.” He took a paper from his jacket pocket and handed it over.

Selleck read the newspaper advertisement Kirk had given him.

Cargo carrier SS Broken Hand seeking good crew.
If interested, please inquire at 1701 Fahey Street, Flat 2B, Dublin, Ireland.

“I believe this may be what I am looking for. What is the quickest way to this location?”

“The quickest way there, to quote something that a dear friend of mine has oft been heard to say, is to ‘scramble your molecules’.”

“I believe I saw a facility not too far from here.”

“A civilian terminal? Trust your molecular cohesion to some schmgegge who learned how to operate a transporter in some crash-course night class at Community College? I’ve got a better idea. Come with me.”


A few minutes later, Kirk was knocking at the door of a motel room. A portly Scotsman opened the door with a glass in his hand. “Well, would ye look what the cat drug in? Jim! And I see ye’ve got a friend with ye.”

“Scotty, my young friend here needs some fast, reliable transportation. Dublin, Ireland. Express.”

“Ah, do ye now? Come along lad, and I’ll see what I can arrange for ye.”


The three of them shortly arrived at the very same civilian transport terminal that Selleck had been referring to earlier. Aside from raising an eyebrow he made no comment. He approached the young man at the console.

“Dublin, Ireland, please.”

He was about to turn away to step onto the transporter pad when something about the young man caught his attention. He couldn’t define it, but it was the same indefinable something that set apart every Starfleet officer he had ever seen. Without a word, Selleck handed him the newspaper clipping.

Scotty casually ambled over to the console.

“’Scuse me, lad. May I?”

The young man looked up, and on recognizing Scotty, immediately stepped back with a huge smile.

“Yes, Sir! Be my guest!”


When Lila answered Selleck’s knock at her door, their eyes locked. For a moment she was speechless. When she did speak, her tone was almost mechanical.

“Hi. Can I help you?”

“I am here about the job.”

Once he spoke, Lila was able to collect her wits and speak normally.

“Of course. Come in. What’s your name?”

“My name is Selleck.”

“I’m Lila O’Donnell. You’re hired. Any questions?”

“When do we leave?”

“As soon as I can round up a whole crew.”
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