By: Lisa AKA FireStar

2007-03-11

Disclaimer: Star Trek in all its forms belongs to the corporations and others. No profit will be made by this fan fiction by others or me. It may not be bought or sold. This is just for our enjoyment and to tie up loose ends that drove me crazy.

Summary: This takes place after the Enterprise episode called Carbon Creek It may be considered AU as I played with the names of some of the characters. It will indirectly tie into the IDIC Series. What happened to Mestral after first contact? This is his story.

Authors Notes: Thoughts or Telepathy

Archive: Selek yes if you want it.

Anyone else sure just let me know where it is.

Rating: NC-17

Return to Carbon Creek

Part 94(Landing on his feet) PG

Harold Praxton was angry. He paced and knew his career could well be over. He sat down in his cell wondering what was to become of him. The door swung open and his father entered. He stood at once.

"How are you son?"

Harold resisted shouting at the old man. He would need him. "I am as well as can be sir. How did this happen? I was just looking to help the senator find traitors."

"I know Harold. Come on you are free. We can talk about it on the way home. Between Helen's father and myself we managed to clear you. You will of course be reassigned but it is not so bad. It might actually help your career some."

Harold looked at him. "What? How?"

"Douglas McArthur is an old friend of mine. He owes me a favor or two. He will take you on his staff."

"Sit but he is in Korea?"

"Yes, But out of sight is out of mind son. You will leave right after the wedding."

"What wedding?"

"The one we are having in the morning. Married to Helen you will be safe. No one mess with a Vaughn."

Harold sighed. "Of course sir. I just thought to spend time with my bride before going over seas."

His father smiled at this change in attitude. "Well you have a 10 day furlong in Pearl Harbor. Helen will have a house there. So you can see her once and a while. You will be Doug's messenger so you will be flying in a lot."

Harold considered maybe it would not be so bad after all. "Well sir it beats getting cashiered out. I can hardly wait until the honeymoon."

His father slapped him on the back. "Helen is a lovely girl Harold you are lucky she loves you. Lets go."