Disclaimer: I don't own this stuff so peace with the suing. MY apologies for Finnegan's story being like Bashier's.
" You are an amazing specimen Mr. Finnegan," the doctor said as he ran his scanners over his body, " It is surprising that you were made by humans."
" Same goes for you too, doc," Finnegan said with a smile. He had explained his situation to the doctor and to his surprise, the doctor was more amazed then appalled. Yet the doctor really had been around during the whole anti- genetic tampering movement, and neither had Finnegan for that matter, but he knew that regular people did not take kindly to genetically enhanced individuals. So now all Finnegan had to do was wait for Janeway to come and tell him that he wasn't welcomed on her crew or that he would be welcomed to come with them if he remained in the brig the whole time under mild sedation. He understood. Most genetically enhanced individuals had become insane or deranged, but he figured he was just a normal man. A normal man was about 3 times as strong, smart, or fast as a real normal man. A man who wanted to get home.
The door opened and in walked the Captain with a Vulcan man.
The Doctor approached the Captain and smiled. " I assume that you have discovered out patient's gift. Besides the evidence of his genetic manipulation, he appears to be a normal earth male."
"Thank you Doctor," the Captain said, with clear aggravation in her voice. "Well Mr. Finnegan, it appears that you have quite a history. Your Starfleet record in impressive, you graduated at the top of your class with several majors. Only question is, how did you end up here?" she asked. The Captains previous tone of excitement and friendliness had left her voice. She was hurt and angry. She felt deceived. She had felt a bond with this man and now she felt like it had been tainted.
"Well Captain, I can tell by the sound of your voice that you aren't to thrilled with the news, but if you look at the record of the operation you will find out that when it happened I was 5 years old, barely able to understand how to add two times two let alone the operation that I was a part of. My parents had run into a bit of money when one of my relatives died, and they decided to invest it," the anger was apparent in the mans voice and it made Janeway pause, she could see what a painful subject this was to Finnegan. "Instead of investing in a stock or a savings account like a normal person they decided that they would invest it in me, literally. The would make there offspring "perfect" so that there future generations would include this perfection. So they took the money and they took me to the best genetic engineers in the alpha quadrant. I was given superior intelligence, superior strength, speed and agility, but one thing I was not given was a choice Captain. I wasn't even aware of what had happened to me until my second year at Starfleet. So Captain if you want me to leave your ship I understand completely, but I hoped when I saw you that you were more understanding then that."
The Captain was silent for a while. She had been so completely closed minded about the whole ordeal that she had failed to even look at how old Finnegan was when the operation had occurred. She felt almost foolish for being angry at him.
"Well Mr. Finnegan, I have taken all of that into consideration and decided that that information is irrelevant. Your reputation is impeccable and you appear to be a trustworthy person, that is all that matters to me. The question I asked is how in God's name did you end up here in the Delta quadrant?" she said.
Finnegan smiled, he knew for some reason that things were going to be different here, that he wouldn't be judged by what was done to him, but what he has done.
"That, Captain, is quite a long story that I would love to tell to you and your senior officers at dinner on my ship at 1900 hours, if that would be ok with you?" he asked charmingly.
"I think that would be wonderful," she replied, " but for now I would like to give you the grand tour of the ship," she said.
"I would love that," he said and he got up off the medical table and they walked out the door.
While they walked the Captain and him talked. They talked about a lot of things. They found out that they both had shared interests in history. Janeway told him of her interests in old English literature. Dempsey told her of his appreciation for Shakespeare. They found out that they both enjoyed skiing.
"So what are your current interests Mr. Finnegan?" she asked.
"Well recently I have been doing a great deal of research on the Borg. If you noticed in my logs, I was actually married," he said.
Janeway paused mid-step, how could she have overlooked such a large detail. She picked up the PADD and scanned it. "Wow, I'm surprised that I missed something that important," she commented.
" Well it wasn't something that was published in a great deal of logs. We got married on a ragtag Ferangi space station. It was kind of spontaneous," he commented.
"Sounds romantic," she said.
"Well it was nice," he said, but his smile slowly turned to a frown as he remembered a painful memory.
"Where is she?" the Captain asked, already knowing the answer.
" She was assimilated about four years ago," he said.
"I'm sorry Dempsey, I didn't mean to bring up the painful memory," she said placing a hand on his shoulder.
"It's alright Captain, it was four years ago, I have dealt with the pain. As I was saying, ever since then I have been researching the Borg. I have compiled one of the largest data bases on the Borg in all of Starfleet," he said proudly.
"Why to try to stop them," she said.
"No, I did it to try and find out if I did the right thing. You see when my wife and I encountered the Borg we made a pack. If either of us were assimilated, the other would kill that person. So, I had to kill her," he said painfully.
"I'm sorry that had to happen," she said opening the door to astrometrics. It didn't even occur to her what she was doing until it was too late.
"I can assure you Captain, that I know more about the Borg then anyone on this ship," he said confidently as he walked into the lab.
" I highly doubt that conclusion," said a woman's voice from inside the room.
" You are an amazing specimen Mr. Finnegan," the doctor said as he ran his scanners over his body, " It is surprising that you were made by humans."
" Same goes for you too, doc," Finnegan said with a smile. He had explained his situation to the doctor and to his surprise, the doctor was more amazed then appalled. Yet the doctor really had been around during the whole anti- genetic tampering movement, and neither had Finnegan for that matter, but he knew that regular people did not take kindly to genetically enhanced individuals. So now all Finnegan had to do was wait for Janeway to come and tell him that he wasn't welcomed on her crew or that he would be welcomed to come with them if he remained in the brig the whole time under mild sedation. He understood. Most genetically enhanced individuals had become insane or deranged, but he figured he was just a normal man. A normal man was about 3 times as strong, smart, or fast as a real normal man. A man who wanted to get home.
The door opened and in walked the Captain with a Vulcan man.
The Doctor approached the Captain and smiled. " I assume that you have discovered out patient's gift. Besides the evidence of his genetic manipulation, he appears to be a normal earth male."
"Thank you Doctor," the Captain said, with clear aggravation in her voice. "Well Mr. Finnegan, it appears that you have quite a history. Your Starfleet record in impressive, you graduated at the top of your class with several majors. Only question is, how did you end up here?" she asked. The Captains previous tone of excitement and friendliness had left her voice. She was hurt and angry. She felt deceived. She had felt a bond with this man and now she felt like it had been tainted.
"Well Captain, I can tell by the sound of your voice that you aren't to thrilled with the news, but if you look at the record of the operation you will find out that when it happened I was 5 years old, barely able to understand how to add two times two let alone the operation that I was a part of. My parents had run into a bit of money when one of my relatives died, and they decided to invest it," the anger was apparent in the mans voice and it made Janeway pause, she could see what a painful subject this was to Finnegan. "Instead of investing in a stock or a savings account like a normal person they decided that they would invest it in me, literally. The would make there offspring "perfect" so that there future generations would include this perfection. So they took the money and they took me to the best genetic engineers in the alpha quadrant. I was given superior intelligence, superior strength, speed and agility, but one thing I was not given was a choice Captain. I wasn't even aware of what had happened to me until my second year at Starfleet. So Captain if you want me to leave your ship I understand completely, but I hoped when I saw you that you were more understanding then that."
The Captain was silent for a while. She had been so completely closed minded about the whole ordeal that she had failed to even look at how old Finnegan was when the operation had occurred. She felt almost foolish for being angry at him.
"Well Mr. Finnegan, I have taken all of that into consideration and decided that that information is irrelevant. Your reputation is impeccable and you appear to be a trustworthy person, that is all that matters to me. The question I asked is how in God's name did you end up here in the Delta quadrant?" she said.
Finnegan smiled, he knew for some reason that things were going to be different here, that he wouldn't be judged by what was done to him, but what he has done.
"That, Captain, is quite a long story that I would love to tell to you and your senior officers at dinner on my ship at 1900 hours, if that would be ok with you?" he asked charmingly.
"I think that would be wonderful," she replied, " but for now I would like to give you the grand tour of the ship," she said.
"I would love that," he said and he got up off the medical table and they walked out the door.
While they walked the Captain and him talked. They talked about a lot of things. They found out that they both had shared interests in history. Janeway told him of her interests in old English literature. Dempsey told her of his appreciation for Shakespeare. They found out that they both enjoyed skiing.
"So what are your current interests Mr. Finnegan?" she asked.
"Well recently I have been doing a great deal of research on the Borg. If you noticed in my logs, I was actually married," he said.
Janeway paused mid-step, how could she have overlooked such a large detail. She picked up the PADD and scanned it. "Wow, I'm surprised that I missed something that important," she commented.
" Well it wasn't something that was published in a great deal of logs. We got married on a ragtag Ferangi space station. It was kind of spontaneous," he commented.
"Sounds romantic," she said.
"Well it was nice," he said, but his smile slowly turned to a frown as he remembered a painful memory.
"Where is she?" the Captain asked, already knowing the answer.
" She was assimilated about four years ago," he said.
"I'm sorry Dempsey, I didn't mean to bring up the painful memory," she said placing a hand on his shoulder.
"It's alright Captain, it was four years ago, I have dealt with the pain. As I was saying, ever since then I have been researching the Borg. I have compiled one of the largest data bases on the Borg in all of Starfleet," he said proudly.
"Why to try to stop them," she said.
"No, I did it to try and find out if I did the right thing. You see when my wife and I encountered the Borg we made a pack. If either of us were assimilated, the other would kill that person. So, I had to kill her," he said painfully.
"I'm sorry that had to happen," she said opening the door to astrometrics. It didn't even occur to her what she was doing until it was too late.
"I can assure you Captain, that I know more about the Borg then anyone on this ship," he said confidently as he walked into the lab.
" I highly doubt that conclusion," said a woman's voice from inside the room.