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2008/5/25
A/N: Telepathy will be in Italics or Thoughts. This is an A.U. and does not follow canon.
A Father's Joy
Part 53 Crumbs PG-3
They had discovered that the beacon was indeed a clue. They would check out the outpost at Denary 2. Hoshi had given the Columbia's linguist a copy of her new program to use if more beacons were found. It had been decided that the T'Mar would head to the outpost while the Columbia continued to search for more beacons. To that end, several members of the T'Mar's crew were on an away mission seeking new intelligence.
Malcolm Reed Stepped out of the shuttle. He followed his Vulcan commander at a respectful distance. They had decided it might be wisest for the Vulcan is to do the inquiries, as most races were not so foolish as to tangle with them. Malcolm and Hoshi would head for the local bar and simply listen in to the local gossip. This was something that they could do far more easily then their Vulcan leaders. It amused Malcolm considerably that Hoshi was so far in advanced where languages were concerned. However, he was wise enough not to let this amusement show. It was however a good feeling to know that she at least proved humanity could be every bit as advanced as their Vulcan counterparts.
The group split up and headed to carry out their assignments. Hoshi Sato looked around and was fascinated by the many differing languages she heard. She almost ran into Malcolm when he abruptly stopped.
"Hey what?"
"Ah can you read any of these signs." He asked sheepishly.
Hoshi rolled her eyes and said. "Let's go to the left. I think that is the main commercial district. Really Mal I thought you were learning Vulcan?"
"Well I have to speak it. Reading is an all together different thing. I mean it is so different then standard. I can not seem to train my self to read up and down."
Hoshi rolled her eyes. Vulcan was a complex language but really, it was not that hard to learn. Then again, she was used to reading up and down where most of her peers would have learned to read Left to Right. Therefore, perhaps that was also part of the difficulty. She made a mental note to try to address this in her lesson plans. "I suppose it is different then standard she conceded."
Malcolm blushed afraid he suddenly seemed less then intelligent. "I suppose I could try harder."
"I could rewrite the learning programs as well. I suppose I forget that not everyone is as skilled in languages as I am."
Malcolm nodded. "Come on let's go see if we can find an eatery or bar we really do need intelligence."
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Trip listened to the chief engineer. He was trying to distract himself. So much depended on the team gathering new information. When he had accepted the assignment he had not believed it would be to difficult to track down one lone ship. After all, there had not been many options for it. Now however it seemed like they were searching for a needle in a haystack.
"So you are saying that you can mix a higher level of delithiam because of those injectors that have that rare elemental medal. What medal is it?"
"Captain with respect that is classified." His engineer said.
Trip looked at him and said. "I have full clearance."
"Yes sir. " The Engineer signed and began to explain it. Trip listened fascinated. It could hardly be that simple could it. His mind raced as the implications sunk in. He grinned as his mind began to work through changes for the NX class. If they could find this metal and use it then…. He could get warp 7 out of his Engines on Enterprise. Trip completely forgot that Enterprise was not his ship anymore.
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Dr. Phlox examined Admiral Gardner. He was very concerned about the man. While a cold might not seem serious he was not about to take any chances. "Please sit still Admiral. These scans will only take a few minutes."
Gardner could not believe this. Their ruse had been too successful. He should have expected this. The doctor was very consciences. Whose idea was it again to make him the head of Star Fleet medical while Dr. Jones was on Vacation. Oh yes it was Dr. Jones. He would have to have a word with him latter about this. It was only a cold for heaven's sake. Phlox was like a dog with a bone. Harold sneezed. It would be humorous if he really thought about it. It was really more allergies then a cold now. Damn Archer and his stupid dog. Of course he had laughed when his former ship's doctor ordered his boss in for a check up. Then there was Samuel and Dorothy both had found his predicament amusing. He sneezed once more and swore. He hated hospitals. He could not believe his lover had sided with the doctor. If he did not know better he would swear Nathan had wanted to be alone with his wife.
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Nathan Samuels watched his wife. He went to her side. "Are you alright."
Dorothy looked at him and smiled. "I am fine Nathan. She was grateful they had survived. Patrick had been called back to the Vatican and suddenly it was just them alone. She was still in shock. Who would have thought her husbands choices would save them all. When she first learned the truth she had been angry and hurt now however she was glad. He was still the man she loved on some levels and his prefaces had saved them. She long ago agreed to the game so she could hardly complain now. He was still her best friend. Nathan walked over to her and gathered her close and she began to shiver and shake reaction setting in.
"I am sorry, I would never have let you be at risk."
She sighed. "Nathan we both serve each in our own way. I would not chose anything else knowing the pain it could cause. Just be my friend. I know you love Harold and I can live with that just as you live with my loving Pat. We make it though this. Besides, you have to agree it is ironic."
Nathan chuckled. "Well it was a near thing. Just do me a favor and never tell Hal. He would not understand."
Dorothy chuckled at this. She knew Nathan on some levels trusted her far more then his true love. Because in the end she did not judge him to harshly. Harold on the other hand still had a hard time accepting that anyone could love people form both genders. She sighed and knew her husband did still find women attractive and his reaction to holding her proved it. She smiled as her own pride rose a bit. "I promise. But really he should have more faith in you."
Nathan laughed ruefully and knew Dorothy did not completely understand. A man like Harold might love him and might seem not to care but deep down he was insecure. Afraid that his man would not see him as enough. To the world, Gardner was invincible and strong in private he was simply am man who fought his own demons. Their relationship had never been simple or easy and he doubted it ever would be. Then again he did not care. "Ah honey I do love you. It is just…"
She laughed and said" Not like you love him and I love you but it is the love of a friend. Let's not forget that."
Nathan nodded and let her go. He could hardly complain as he made the choices for both of them all those years ago. As he told Archer now they had to live with it.
Dorothy composed herself. The past was gone and they had to remember that even if there were times when she wished it were not so.
