"Do you see what I need?" I asked Kira.
"You need the pieces for something," She replied then she relied it, "you need the pieces for Benjamin's revival,"
"Correct. I need to get Worf, O'Brian, Odo, and two others,"
"Who?"
"I need Dax," I said.
"But Ezri is on the station with Julian," She said with a small smile.
"I need her, but I also need two other Dax's"
"We need her Kira; we need the female Changeling,"
"Where is she?" She finally asked me.
"That, I don't know for sure, but I can find out!"
"You are the Traveler."
"Yes, please tell me, how can I release the female changeling?"
"The Traveler must bring the pieces together," the scene changed. I was now somewhere else. On a planet ravened by electrical storms.
"Where am I?"
"This is what the Sisko saw when he first visited us. Look." I looked and saw a figure emerged from the darkness. He wore a command red Starfleet uniform, and his skin was as black as the night sky.
"Sisko…"
"I am the Sisko, welcome, to the celestial temple," The planet changed to a temple. It was just like the temple of Mount Seleya.
"I don't understand, this is Mount Seleya."
"You see what you believe." Sisko said. "You are the one how will bring me home? I am ready,"
"Captain, I cannot yet. I have to gather more people,"
"Then I will wait. Now wake." I woke.
"Why are we going to Earth?"
"We'll two reasons. One, we need to get Mr. Sisko from his restaurant, and I need to call in some favors."
"Ah Major Kira, it's good to see you again, who's your friend?"
"It'sColonel now, and he's name is Syrin."
"Pleased to meet you Sir." I said smiling. I could see his mind whirling. "The prophets have decided that I should show my emotions."
"Oh," Mr. Sisko said, "Anyway, what can I get you? The special for today is a Shrimp Gumbo, caught fresh this morning."
"I'll take a bowl, what about you Kira?"
"I'll take that too."
"Ok. I'll be back." As Mr. Sisko walked off to the Kitchen I noticed the restaurant was mostly empty. I checked the time on the clock and saw that it was 1830 hours (6:30 pm) and I felt that something was wrong.
"Kira, something's wrong."
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"It's 1830 hours, and there is no one here. This place should be packed, wait. Did you here that?" I had heard a noise...
"No," she replied, "I haven't heard anything." I got up and looked around. I heard it again. A clicking sound. It sounded like,
"KIRA GET DOWN!" I yelled as a phaser bolt wizzed threw the window. She kicked up the table and I ran to join her.
"The noise I heard was that of a sniper phaser rifle being loaded with a clip."
I fired a random shot and he fired. As the bolt hit the wall, I jumped out and shot him. The beam hit him square in the chest and he fell. He fell into the bushes below the building. I ran to him, and dragged him into the restaurant. I looked at him. He was a human male, with a full black uniform. Kira got up, and came to me.
"I recognize that uniform. He's in Section 31."
"Section 31?" I had heard of them but I had never met them, "How can you tell?"
"The uniform," Kira said, looking at the man's face, "It's the same uniform that Sloan wore, whenever he met with Julian. This man looks familiar…"
Just then he woke up and, taking a knife which he hid in his sleeve, stabbed Kira.
"KIRA!" I yelled pushing the man aside. HE flew into a table, which broke under his weight. HE stood up and said, "Computer, end program."
"Tut tut, I just had this uniform washed." He said. He walked towards me, knife no longer around. Greetings Syrin. My name is Sloan." He held out his hand. Instead of shaking it, I grabbed his neck.
"Two things. One, where am I? Two, Who the hell are you?"
"Let me go, and I'll tell you," Sloan said slightly choking. I did as he asked and he inhaled. "To answer your question, you're on the USS Galaxy-X. My name is Luther Sloan, head of Section 31." That hit me like a sudden jump to warp without the inertial dampeners.
"What is this ship?"
"You see, the design for this ship came from one man, one who use to have your captain as his first officer."
"This ship was designed by Jean-Luc Picard?" I asked.
"Well, yes, and yet no." We entered a turbolift, "Bridge." The turbolift chirped in response and we zoomed up. "Where was I… oh right. You see one day, Captain Picard was being sifted back and forth through time due to Q in an attempt to save the human race. While he was in the future the Enterprise D had been retrofitted with a third warp nacelle, giving it a total warp capability of warp 18, and what we call a Spinal Lance, which is built into the spine of the ship.
"One, how did you survive, and two, where's Kira?"
"Well, I'm not really Sloan. I'm a clone. Care to guess how I can to exist?"
"Well, given your history, I'd say… Stolen Technology?" Sloan smiled.
"Correct."
"I am hoping to bring Benjamin Sisko back. I need help."
"I meant your whole plan." I smiled.
"Of course you did. I need to violate the temporal prime directive in order to retrieve three people from Sisko's past, then I need to bring them to the future, bring back Sisko, take them back. After that, I need to get two different Enterprises from the past in order to save the Federation from a massive battle." Sloan pondered this while looking at my face.
"You're telling the truth, and as much I hate to do this, you have the support of section 31. If you'll tell me what you saw. Deal?" He put his hand back out. This time I took it.
"Deal."
And now the continuation…
"Terrain Black Tea, double sweet, iced." I told the replicator. I had acquired a taste for it during my time at the academy. I took my mug and went to my couch in my quarters. Sloan had given me these quarters reserved for an Admiral, and the schematics for the Galaxy-X. I was amazed at the weaponry. This thing can put the Defiant to shame. My doorbell rang. "Come in," Kira walked in.
"Morning Syrin," Kira said walking into the room.
"You know, I'm surprised. You took being kidnapped by Section 31 rather calmly."
"I'm not taking it calmly. I tried to plan an escape, but Sloan stopped me."
"Well, you don't have to worry Kira, we're working together now."
"You know that they're just using you right?"
"Maybe," I drank from my mug. "But I need their resources. I also need a mobile emitter…" I said trailing off.
"A what?" I put my cup back in the replicator.
"Nothing, Syrin to Bridge." I said. The ships internal communications patched me into the bridge.
"Bridge here."
"Captain when will arriving at Earth?"
"In about three minutes."
"Thanks, we'll be up there in a few minutes." The channel closed and I walked out of my quarters. Kira followed me to the Turbolift. "Bridge." I said. The lift shot upward.
"So, care to elaborate on your plan Syrin?" Kira asked.
"I plan on ordering the gumbo. I hear it's nice this time of year"
"Halt," The lift stopped. "You know what I meant."
"I know. You know my plan. Don't worry. Resume." And the lift continued to the bridge.
When we stepped onto the bridge, a view of Earth space dock greeted us. It was then I thought of a plot hole.
"Sloan," I said with a hint of concern. "The Galaxy-X class is secret right? Won't docking at space dock reveal it?"
"We have already announced the ship Syrin," He said tossing me a PADD. IT contained the basic details of the ship. Top warp speed, crew size, the typical manifest. But nowhere on the PADD was info about the cloak, or spinal lance. Once we docked, Kira and myself went to talk to Admiral Ross.
As we entered his office, I saw that Ross was a by the books Admiral. His walls weren't decorated at all, and his desk was bear of any unnecessary materials. He was reading over a PADD when we walked in. I cleared my throat and he looked up.
"Syrin!" He said getting up to shake my hand. "How long has it been? Two years?" I smiled. He was talking about my wedding. He had wed me and T'Pai. And I accidently spilled some of Captain Picard's family wine on his dress uniform.
"Two years, 5 months, 3 days." I said with a small smile. "Of course I have it memorized down to the minute, but I figured you wouldn't want to hear it." He gave me a small look of concern.
"Syrin, you ok? Your," I cut him off their.
"Yes sir, I am smiling. You can thank the Prophets for that."
"The Wormhole Aliens? I should have known." He sat down in his chair. "Anyway, what brings you to Earth?"
"Shore leave, I authorized some shore leave for the Titan's while she was in the badlands. Thought I'd come to Earth, since Vulcan's would hate me, and every room on Risa was booked."
"I see. Well if you need anything let me know."
"Will do Sir." We left his office and walked to the transporter room. We beamed down to New Orleans. As Kira and I walked to Sisko's we looked around at the buildings, old and new. It was an amazing place. We arrived at Sisko's at 1800 hours, and this time, it was packed. Joseph arrived to sit us.
"Ah Colonel Kira." He said walking over to us. He shook her hand. "What brings you to Earth? A date?" He asked looking at me. I decided to play my role as a Vulcan.
"Dating is illogical. I am married" I said with a blank face. I then broke into a smile. "Besides, we came to see you."
"Oh. Well please come sit." He led us to one of his only empty tables. "The special is an earth delicacy called shrimp gumbo. Please take your time."
Two hours later…
"Oh my Mr. Sisko, that was amazing." Kira said. The restaurant had cleared out and Kira and I were helping to clean the restaurant up.
"It's just an old family recipe." He said as he cleaned a table. I smiled. I missed this old style of family. I then heard something. Not a phaser magazine clipping in, but five people who stumbling through town.
"Kira," I said turning to her. "Why don't you take Mr. Sisko into the kitchen and show him how to make your famous Hasperat Soufflé."
"Soufflé?" Joseph asked.
"Yes. I can show you how to make it. I'm sure I can adjust the recipe for Earth Ingredients." She led him into the kitchen. I continued to clean tables. But then the five people walked in. The group consisted of three humans and two Ferengi. They were all drunk. The oldest of the humans, 25 give or take, walked up to me.
"You server." He said to me in a disrespectful and drunken tone. "Bring me a drink for me and each of my friends."
"This is not a bar." I said trying not to provoke him. "And were closed, please leave the building." They all laughed at this.
"And what are you gonna do 'bout it? Report us to Starbleat?"
"No, I'll personally get rid of you all."
"And how are you going to do that Hew-mon?" One of the Ferengi asked me. "In case you can't count, there's 5 of us, full-fledged Starfleet cadets, and one of you."
"Leave this place now." I said with a stern voice.
"Make. Us." My mind went into a frenzy. The human that spoke threw a wild punch. I parried the strike and threw a strong jab into his ribs. I nerve pinched him. But that's all I got. The other four pounced on me. They beat me. I couldn't throw them off. I then felt something. A surge of power in my body. I thrust my arms out, and they four drunks flew off me. I got up. One of the other humans ran at me. I side stepped and chopped the back of his neck, knocking him out. I saw a Ferengi pick up a knife from a table and was about to throw it at me, but I held out my hand. He was pushed down. His remaining friends saw this and ran. I was breathing heavily.
"Where did that power come from?" I asked myself. I looked at the knife the Ferengi had picked up. My shove had knocked him unconscious. I held out my hand and it levitated. I pulled back and it fell. I then called for Starfleet academy to pick up its people. Just my luck, Kira walked out of the kitchen.
"I can explain." I said holding out my index fingers to the sky. I told her my story, minus the part about the telekinetic display.
"All I want to know is why we didn't hear anything."
"Your right, anyway the Academy is dispatching a medical shuttle to pick these three up, and they formally apologize for damages."
"Well luckly for you, I found us a place to stay for a while."
"Where?"
"Right here."
AN Another chapter done. Sorry it took so long. I'd like to take a moment to personally thank nova87. I actually wait for a review on this story before I write the next chapter, and he is uselly the first, and only, person to do so. So man thanks. Also, I'm still waiting for a final vote for John. The poll is still 1:1. All you have to do is pm me or review the story to cast your vote. You can even do it on this one if you like. I'll be waiting. Live long and Prosper
