Sorry for the lengthy delay. I got busy working on a play. So I decided to wrap this up because I have a couple more stories in mind.

I want to thank everyone for all the reviews, especially Cerulean . Phoenix7 for following it all the way. A special thanks to QuoteGirl for encouraging me to go through with it, when all I had was the line - "I am Spock." I love writing the short format, despite the challenge of limiting it to 50 words. (I could not.)

After all these years, everyone knows I am a big fan and do the geeky thing by hanging out at conventions. I love them. It's nice to know how many Trekkies like Fringe. I also plan to do a sketch of Charlie in a skant for the fun of it.

Live long and prosper.


"So there I was, with a perp three times my size. I got him cornered"

Everyone in the master situation room gathered around watching Charlie Francis, as he gestured wildly regaling the events of his latest exploits to his fellow agents.

"In the ensuing scuffle, I managed to get one arm around his neck, but he wasn't going to go down easy. Lucky for me, he was as dumb as he was big. I ducked his punches. And all I had to do was deliver a high kick to his nose, before he fell like a ton of bricks."

"Stretching the truth a bit, Agent Francis."

Charlie greeted his superior.

"The crew loves my colourful recounts, sir."

Giving him one of his charming grins, Lincoln Lee just said,

"Indeed."

That's when Charlie punched him in the arm.

"Ow! Why did you hit me?"

"We had a bet remember?"

Agent Lee stared back at his colleague in confusion for a moment.

"Oh yeah. I forgot."

He was heading back to his office, but Charlie continued to dog him jovialy.

"Come on. Say it."

"Fine. I am Spock!"