Chapter 2

Kirk, McCoy and Spock sat in the court room. Today this trial should come to an end. Prosecution and defense gave their best.

Cmdr. Sinclair, the human prosecutor, gave his plea. In his opinion the defendant had murdered his wife because he was jealous of her countless affairs.

The young Lt. on the opposite side of the room listened carefully. When her turn came, she stood up and explained her point of view in a calm, logical manner:

"This entire charge is based on circumstantial evidences. There is no solid proof for my client's guilt. The late Mrs. Jones has given a lot of men a reason to kill her. Most of the others are still unknown. As for the traces of my client at the crime scene and on the weapon, he lived in this house. Mrs. Jones was stabbed with a kitchen knife and Mr. Jones was the one who found her. That's why his DNA and fingerprints are everywhere. Because of that I apply for an acquittal in dubio pro reo." She sat down again.

The judges left to discuss their decision. She was about to leave the room to get something to drink when Dr. McCoy called her.

"Rina, over here!"

She turned around and her ice-blue eyes went wide. "Bones! I didn't expect you here. You told me that you would pick me up after the trial."

"I know. We were early so I thought I show the captain and Spock you in action."

She blushed and smiled shyly without showing her teeth.

"Rina, these are Captain Kirk and Cmdr. Spock. Gentlemen, this is Lt. Katharina Meunier…What?" he asked as she wrinkled her nose as if in pain.

"Your pronunciation of my name. Tough it is spelled K-A-T-H-A-R-I-N-A; you ignore the H and just pronounce the T. And for the last part either you learn French or you call me Lieutenant."

They had no chance to discuss it further because of the judges entering the room. They returned to their seats.

Max Jones was acquitted on all accounts. There were too many doubts.

Lt. Meunier sighed with relieve and her lips parted into a small pleased smile, giving a view of a line of perfectly even, white teeth-with two exceptions. Her canine teeth were sharp and pointy, almost catlike fangs.

The room emptied. Jones jumped up and thanked her with a tight hug and a kiss on her right cheek and nearly ran out of the room.

Her cheeks grew hot as she gazed after him, completely flabbergasted. "You're welcome."

Bones tilted his head and studied her with a furrowed brow. "Rina, the blush on your cheeks, it's blue."

The color became a rich royal blue. "I...I know," she said with a clearly audible French accent. "Some of the others thought it would be funny to put food coloring into my breakfast. And because I have drunk on storage, the blood running through my veins will be blue for a week." She gazed at him through her lashes. "You humans are weird creatures."

Now, what do you think?

Without having read anything about her, do you know who or rather what she is?

I have some ideas for this and I am open for any ideas you might have.