Closing credits, in which Chekov gets the last word, and wonders if there is more than one way to skin a rabbit.
Closing credits: Never send a man to do a boy's job
It was early, red fingers of dawn still felt their way through the clouds and Christine expected to be the first person in the office, but she was wrong. There at his desk sat the Kid, hair on end, tie slack, and with an illegal number of empty coffee cups strewn about. It begged a question, "What are you up to, Chekov?"
"I have hacked into the New Glasgow IRS system." The heels of his palms went to his eyes and rubbed hard, he looked about twelve years old, going on fifty.
"Yeah? Trying to dodge your taxes, Kid?" Without thinking, Christine smoothed down his hair and he batted her hand away.
"I wish to, but no. It is very enlightening, that is all."
"What is? What's enlightening?" Christine flicked – distracted – through the messages on her Padd, until Chekov's silence caused her to look up at him in query.
The Kid was as wily as she'd ever seen him. With a vulpine grin spreading over his features, he leaned back on the legs of his chair and loosened his tie some more. "Looking through Mayor Khan's tax returns. He owns such big companies, but his tax bill is very low. Now that is enlightening."
~~ The End ~~
A/N: Thank you my loyal band of readers. There is a McChapel out-take coming in about 10 days that never made it into the story. Look out for it if you are a McChapel fan, it is called A close shave.
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