"Ow." Her back is on fire, every inch of skin shrieking as she struggles to roll onto her side. Bones was going to kill her, but only if Spock didn't reach her first.

Or Uhuro.

Oh fuck. Well, she's dead. It's official. As alive as she's feeling right now in about four minutes someone will find her and she'll be dead.

Why did it always have to be slavers? You'd think they'd learn to stay away from Federation space.

She was just lucky Pasha had gotten the right coordinates or she would have-

Would have...

Jane blinks against the low lights and scowls.

This was not her ship.