Just a Bad Dream...Or Was It?

A bright flashing light was the last thing Captain Stephen Allen Pierce ever saw as he was enveloped in what he thought was an explosion. In his final moments on the Endeavor, he watched as his crew were swallowed up by the metals and flames of a burning ship feeling sad for the unfortunate end they all met with.

Just a bad dream. At least that's what he thought when he came to. Waking up, he felt his center of gravity changed. He didn't feel right. That's to be expected he thought as he seemingly survived a starship explosion somehow. Looking around the vast blue room, he saw time-streams and other elements in his view that explained Daniels had a hand in whatever just happened to him. Visual technology he'd never seen before, not on displays but, floating above and around him.

Getting his composure, he got off the ground feeling odd sensations and a slightly altered uniform that was seemingly tight on his body. Walking around he glanced at different 'consoles' trying to get a fix on when and where he'd ended up. It appears the temporal field he's in has masked any idea of _when _he is located. Grasping his side for a tricorder, he noted it wasn't there. Nor was his original communicator.

Pierce walked up to a display floating near his face. It was showing some space battles with ships he'd never seen before. Some cubed shaped, others shaped like beetles of some kind. He witnessed what appeared to be variations or an evolution of Starfleet vessels. Peering into the displays, his face was lit up more and he noted a woman looking at him from his vantage point. Although she appeared holographic in nature, she was stunningly beautiful.

He was about to comment when Daniels appeared before him and the holographic displays disappeared. "Greetings Captain. We meet again albeit under unusual circumstances." He paused looking oddly at Pierce. "Before you speak, there are a few matters to attend to." He pauses unsure of where to start as Pierce gives him a slightly impatient look for being shushed.

"I managed to rescue you and as many of your crew as I could before the Endeavor exploded and brought them here, to the 25th Century. A lot has changed since your era of Starfleet. From the Borg, the Son'a, and the Dominion War, you've got quite a bit to be brought up to speed on before I send you back to Starfleet Command." Daniels pauses and activates the various view-screens to display the events he mentioned.

"You and the crew who survived will be acclimated to this time period where you'll report to one of our previous temporal agents. Meet with him after your arrival at Earth Spacedock. You and your crew will be given new identities to allow you to participate in the events of this time and for the rest of your natural life." Daniels sighs, "I know this isn't easy to hear, but it beats the alternative."

Daniels takes several steps closer to Pierce which slightly makes Pierce's body go on edge and have some odd emotions that he wasn't accustomed to. "Additionally, there were some complications with your transference here through time. Time travel can be a bit tricky especially with the micro-fractures happening with the time and space of this era. Something Starfleet doesn't discover how to repair for another 100 or so years."

Turning off his temporal conduit, Pierce and Daniels appeared in a rather plain set of quarters. "There is no good way to say this Captain, but you're body isn't actually yours, in a manner of speaking."

Pierce speaks up, "What do you mean in a manner of speaking?" He gasped as he realized Daniels was right. He _was _different, very different. He began to understand as he looked over his hands, uniform and build. Realizing his voice was higher pitched, almost sexy in a way."

"When you were transported, your mind was intact as it was. However, the temporal transporter grabbed your body from an alternate reality. A reality where you did everything you did in this one, except you were born a female," Daniels concluded waiting for the reaction he desperately didn't want to witness.

"Wait, you mean, I'm a woman!?" Pierce exclaimed sharply.

"Yes Captain. You're Captain Stephanie Alana Pierce of the USS Endeavor. You succeeded in your mission and I know it's going to be difficult acclimating to all the changes. So please take your time and we'll be in touch." Daniels concluded as he transported away.

Pierce looked at himself and realized Daniels was right. He had soft feminine features, long brown hair, dainty hands, sporty and fit body with sizeable DD breasts on his chest. "Well that explains why I felt a pressure on my chest and my uniform being so tight!" He facepalmed and sat down. "This, is going to take some getting used to."