A/N: Very Beginning of Season 2 - I am really into the flashback scenes. I hope y'all don't mind.
Haven left her quarters and began her walk to the bridge because some of Granderson's men were coming aboard and Mike wanted her there as a member of the greeting party. She had a meeting with Mike a few hours beforehand and some of Granderson's requests seemed strange but after the journey they'd had, she wasn't ready to question anything yet.
She made her way onto the bridge to see Slattery standing next to the Captain's chair looking at her as she made her entrance. "Will Quincy be up here when our guests arrive?" she asked once she was standing next to him.
Mike looked down at her and nodded, "Don't you think it's odd that they want him on the bridge when they already have Rachel onsite to begin work on making more of the cure?" he asked the question that had been in her head since Tom called with their orders.
She nodded, "I had the same thought but after everything, I figured it was just me overthinking things. What are the chances this isn't a peaceful visit but instead a hostile takeover to gain power over the cure?"
Slattery grimaced as she spoke but he had the same thoughts running through his mind. He nodded as he picked up the comm, "Doc Rios?" he hailed.
"Yes Sir," they heard the Doc's voice over the waves.
"I have a bad feeling about this visit from Granderson's people so just to be safe," Mike ordered, "Hide the primordial strain of the virus. Do you understand?" he asked, keeping his voice low.
"Understood." Haven looked up at Mike as the comm ended and they looked out the window to see their heavily armed guests headed down the dock to board the ship. She shook her head as she took in the sight before her, "I am more and more convinced this isn't going to be any fun," she commented before Mike reached down and grasped her hand and gave it a squeeze.
"Let's be positive," he challenged though his face showed that he felt the same way he did, "Just do your best to stay quiet and not cause any trouble. If this is a hostile visit, we don't want to add to the potential casualties," he finished as she nodded and Quincy walked onto the deck, accompanied by Kara.
Granderson's soldiers boarded the ship and a few of them came to the bridge while the rest moved throughout the ship in teams. One of the men on the bridge was in charge of their mission and he began with a simple request, "We are so honored to have you and your crew here. You can never imagine how grateful we are for what you've done," he began, "Dr. Scott is already on land and ready to use our lab to make more of the cure but she said she needs the primordial strain and Quincy. I see one of them before me. Can someone get us the other piece? Dr. Scott sent us," he added strangely at the end. The way he said it made it seem like a plea to believe him which was the last thing any of the crew of the James was ready to do.
"Can you call Dr. Scott and just let her tell us that herself?" Haven asked, stepping forward, "None of us knows where it is so we'd need to talk to her anyway."
The man wasn't slowed at all by Haven's request, "No need for all of that. Dr. Scott informed us that Quincy, here, has been working closely with her and if we came and retrieved him then he'd get us whatever else we'd need before we head back into the city. So, Quincy, will you take me to what I need?" he asked, shifting his attention from Haven to Quincy.
Haven backed up to be my Mike's side again as she watched and waited for Quincy's reaction to the request. He had proven himself over the last few weeks but she could not get a read on his true intentions. She felt Mike's hand wrap around hers once more as they waited to see what he would do.
Quincy shook his head, "Dr. Scott didn't trust me as she led you to believe. I worked with her but I would have no way to find what you're looking for. You should call as Lieutenant Jackson suggested."
The man didn't hesitate for a moment as he pulled a gun from his waistband and pointed it at Quincy causing everyone on the bridge to go into high alert, "I'm not going to ask a third time so be careful with the next words you choose. Will you bring me to what I need?" he asked again.
Slattery reacted quickly as he moved forward, shielding Haven behind himself, before he spoke, "What is the meaning of this? I wasn't aware that this visit would turn hostile. Why don't we take a step back and try things with a little more tact."
The man shook his head, "Your entire crew is under our control by now so it's a little late for that. Now Quincy, what is your answer?"
Quincy shook his head, "I told you my answer before. I have no idea where the primordial strain is and I can't help you."
The man shook his head, "I tried to do this the nice way," he commented as he pulled the trigger and sent a bullet straight into Quincy's lower abdomen sending him to the floor with Slattery, Kara and Haven on their knees by his side.
"Slow the bleeding," Slattery ordered which Kara quickly responded to.
Haven didn't await permission from their hostiles as she grabbed the radio and hailed Doc Rios. Before she could begin a command, the man had the gun pointing in her direction, "What do you think you're doing, Missy?"
Haven didn't hesitate even though she saw Mike's eyes looking at her with a warning to play it smart and she replied, "I'm getting the doctor up here because if I don't, he is going to bleed out and die. Is that ok with you?" she asked, her tone venomous.
The man nodded so Haven got straight back to what she was doing. The tension stayed thick on the air until Doc Rios appeared. He took a single look at Quincy and stated, "We need to get him to the medbay. I can't treat this wound here."
"You'll do whatever you need to right here and that is your only option," the man stated, "Now, get him talking again so he can be more cooperative on the next go around."
Doc shook his head as he looked down at Quincy and began tending to the wound as best as he could with Haven, Mike and Kara's help. It took some time but Doc managed to stabilize him which meant the man could start his interrogating him once more.
"Ok Quincy," he began, "The Doc here says you need to stay still or you'll bleed out," he paused as he kicked Quincy's foot, "So, are you going to tell me now?"
"There is nothing you can do to me to make me talk even if I did know," Quincy answered using the little strength he had to reclaim his dignity after the deal he'd made with Russia in the past.
Haven stood and stared the man down before she spoke, "You have people tearing apart this entire ship so if you haven't found it then you should just leave because you never will."
The man pointed the gun at Haven for the second time since the takeover, "Do you want to join him down there? I would keep your mouth shut unless you want to join him on the floor."
Mike stood at those words as he pulled off his jacket, handing it to Kara to use as a pillow for Quincy, "Are you so much of a coward that you have to threaten a woman? You won't get what you want out of us even if you shoot your way through this entire crew," he threatened.
"I saw the way you looked at her when we came onto the bridge so if you want your pretty little girlfriend to stay the way she is then you will shut your mouth and convince this piece of shit to talk. Understood?" he spat before pointing the gun at Haven once more to enforce the point he was attempting to make.
Mike stepped forward, "Point that gun away from my people or you will regret it," he snarled as he moved forward toward the man.
Before Slattery could make his full attack movement forward, the other guards on board jumped him, knocking him in the temple with the butt of one of their guns and sending him to the floor, face first.
Haven didn't hesitate as she moved forward and got down on her knees by his side, placing her hands on him to try and wake him. She was in panic mode as she saw small amount of blood on his forehead begin to trickle down his face, "Wake up," she whispered but before she could make another move, the man was on Quincy again.
"The next injury I cause will be fatal if you don't tell me what I need to know," he threatened as he bought time for his people to find a solution to Granderson's current needs. "What do you say?"
Quincy nodded his head as he looked up at the man, "I'll talk, ok. Just leave these people alone."
"No problem," he replied, "Where is it?" he repeated.
Quincy looked at Kara before he replied, "Please tell my wife and daughter, I love them," he whispered before he looked back at the man, "You will never get it from me or any crew member of the Nathan James," he shouted before he ripped the dressing from his wound and began bleeding out at a rapid rate.
Haven inhaled sharply as she watched a man who had betrayed them sacrifice himself for the good of the world. She felt choked up as the last signs of life left Quincy's body so quickly. As Quincy passed, Slattery woke up.
He began to stir next to Haven so she placed a reassuring hand onto his shoulder so he would know to make slow movements after what had just happened. He moved to sit up next to her and saw Quincy, dead.
"You son of a bitch," Slattery said, his voice low but still very audible causing Haven to shake her head at him.
Before the man could respond to Mike's comment, he got a call. He walked away for a moment to answer it and once he returned, Haven caught him send a wicked glance Kara's way. "Lock these two up and if they so much as breathe in a way you don't like, kill them," he ordered.
His men did as they were asked locking Haven and Mike into the Captain's lodge on the bridge before they could even know what was going on.
Once the door closed and Haven was alone with Mike, she reached up and placed a hand by the injury on his head, "Why did you do that? He didn't do anything to me. Is your head ok?" she ended her accusations with question of concern.
Mike shook his head, "I wasn't going to let him talk to you the way he did and it was just the last thing I needed to go over the edge after what those people have done since they stepped on board my ship. We need to make a plan," he changed the subject before he started to take a look around.
Haven smiled briefly before she stopped his search by grabbing his hand and getting his attention, "Stop for a second," she began, "I love that you got all worked up to defend my honor but you proved in that moment why we shouldn't be allowed to see each other. In situations like that, you are just my XO," she finished, looking down.
Slattery looked at her, his face scrunched into a serious expression, "I can be your XO and yours all at the same time. I would have reacted the same way to anyone being disrespected at that point. Trust me," he urged before leaning down and placing his lips to hers. He pulled back and smiled at the grin left on her lips, "Now, let's find a way to take back our ship so we can enjoy some of the other benefits of our relationship."
A/N: Let me know what you think of these flashback scenes. If you like these looks back into Haven and Mike's relationship, share in the reviews and I'll do more. I love them :)
