This is a story I've had roiling around in my head for some time now.

It involves, at the moment, a rather large bunch running around seperately
who will eventually meet up.  The final team for the investigation (you'll see
its beginnings in part 2) will be 

Doctor #7
Ace
Turlough
Sarah Jane Smith
Harry Sullivan
James Kirk
Montgomery Scott

With others along the way (temproarily only.)

Enjoy!

Visit to a Strange Universe Revisited, or
The TARDIS and the Enterprise-B.

Copyright 1992 by Chris Nasipak.
This story may be distributed freely so long as it is distributed in its
entirety, including this notice.  


Chapter 1 - Visitors

     The Admiral looked at the ship with pride.  She was the latest in
a long line to carry the name 'Enterprise', a line reaching back
hundreds of years.  Now, returned from a four-year exploration
mission, she looked beautiful.
     This was the third _Enterprise_ he'd seen pass through the
spacedock doors.  The first had been lost in conflict with the
Klingons, the second was in 'mothballs' at Memory Alpha.  This ship,
built from the plans of the _Excelsior_, was the third in StarFleet. 
And the only one James Kirk had not commanded.
     He was looking forward to a chance to get onboard, look around,
chat with old friends.  But most of the old friends were gone now. 
Sulu was off on an exploration mission of his own, with the
_Excelsior_.  Uhura and Spock had both retired.  Even Bones had left,
to go into medical research.  He was now on inactive reserve.  Of all
of them, only three had stayed with the fleet, and only one with the
ship.  
     He and Scotty had been transferred into a special research
team.  Jim was its administrative head, and Scotty was in charge of
perfecting the transwarp design.  Nogura had managed to persuade him
to stay only by promising him command of the test ship for three
year exploration mission.  The first Excelsior-class vessel to come in,
once the new engines were ready, would be that ship.  
     Now, though, the new engines were ready.  The Excelsiors would come
into full use now, if they worked, transformed from the slow, somewhat
sluggish beasts that standard warp engines made them, into the graceful,
fast, and highly maneuverable vessels they were meant to be.  
     Only one of the old comrades had been allowed to remain on the
ship.  Now, Captain Pavel Chekov brought the new _Enterprise_ into
spacedock.


     Meanwhile, on the far side of another universe, a large blue box
sped through spacetime.  Inside - an inside far larger than would be
expected from the dimensions of the outside - a young woman in a
badge-covered silk jacket was sitting in a chemistry lab, brewing up a
particularly nasty form of high explosive.  She knew she was perfectly
safe, though - she'd been refining this formula for years.  In fact,
it had only blown up in her face once.  That time of course, she'd
recovered to find herself somewhere very much _else_...
     The consequences of Ace's finding herself on Iceworld, and later
meeting with the strange little man who called himself the Doctor, had
become one of the high points of her life.  Especially the adventures
they'd shared since then.  Oh, they'd been frightening, of course, but
but that was part of their appeal.  The fact was, she believed, that
if it was all perfectly safe and all that, it would also quickly
become incredibly boring.  
     They'd just finished recovering from the search for the Timewyrm
when the Doctor had declared that he was taking her to see an old
friend of his.  The trip had seemed to be taking quite a long time,
and so the Doctor had continued to tutor her in the scientific
education she'd missed out on.  Eventually, he had said, she would
learn something of how to control the ship, in case of emergencies.
     Just as she was contemplating this, there was a slight jar.  It
was of the type she'd come to associate with the TARDIS' landings. 
She secured the lab - the reaction was done - and hurried to the
control room.


     The traffic controller was worried.  The blue box had simply
materiealized out of nowhere, right on the landing pad.  This wasn't
what frightened her - she'd seen TARDIS's before.  The problem was
that it had materialized directly in the path of a landing VIP
courier.

     "Time capsule on landing pad SV-7, please respond."
     A moment's wait brought no response.
     "Time capsule on pad SV-7, please respond.  You are in the path
of an approaching vessel.  Please relocate IMMEDIATELY."
     Just before it was too late, the time capsule vanished, to
reappear off to the side a bit.  The courier ship landed safely, its
farings only inches away from the TARDIS.

[ To be continued, of course....]

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Do you really feel like   |         Not Croaker           |Somewhere else, the
arguing with a can of     |                               |tea is getting cold.
deoderant that registers  | v116r8ac@ubvms.cc.buffalo.edu |Come on - we've got
nine on the Richter Scale?|   nasipak@acsu.buffalo.edu    | work to do.
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