PHANTOMS
Chapter Three
Identities
"You know what? This really looks like a Starfleet ship. An old Starfleet ship." Kim quietly said to Paris and Tuvok. The three had been put in the brig
for the time being while the mysterious Starfleet crew sorted out their situation.
"If you can identify it, I'm waiting, Harry." Paris quickly mutters. Kim thinks for a moment, then stops.
"Mr. Kim, any insight would help us." Tuvok states.
"It looks like a Starfleet ship, and the crew on it are wearing Starfleet uniforms. Past Starfleet uniforms." Kim observes. Tuvok stands up at this.
"What is the current year?" The brig officer hesitates, and is about to reply but the brig doors open and he stands at attention when Captain Picard walks in.
"Lieutenant Commander Tuvok..you look like a Vulcan and a Starfleet officer...I am inclined to agree you are who you say you are." Tuvok listens very carefully.
"But I would like to know what you have done with my first officer and his away team."
"I assure you, captain. I do not know what has happened with your crewmen. If you would allow me to-"
"Commander, here is what happened - the away team I sent was rescuing crewmen from the Starship Impetus. When we tried to beam them back, you came aboard."
"Why were they rescuing crewmen from a starship? Why not just beam them over." Paris asks, standing as well.
"A spatial anomaly was preventing us from doing that correctly." This perked Paris and Kim's attention.
"Same thing happened where we were." Kim says, watching Picard. Picard nods to the brig officer.
"Lower the forcefield." The forcefield goes down. "Do we have the same problem? You three crewmen are missing from your ship, three crewmen are missing from my
ship!" Picard almost smiles at the three, then motions to get out of the brig. Tuvok gets out, followed by Kim then Paris. Picard walks out, with the security officer following
the three from Voyager.
"Lieutenant Commander Tuvok. Lieutenant Paris. Ensign Kim." Picard says in his ready room. "I would like to know..how exactly you got here."
"We were on Voyager." Paris starts.
"Voyager?" Picard questions immediately.
"Our ship." Kim replies.
"We had detected an alien ship. They seemed friendly. So we were assigned to beam over and rescue the injured survivors. But, after rematerialization, we appeared here."
"On the Enterprise." Picard adds.
"Enterprise! I knew I- Sorry, sir." Kim says sheepishly.
"What I would like to know is, Mr. Tuvok, why you are a lieutenant commander, and also why you are wearing those..different uniforms."
"Could I please confer with my fellow..crewmates?" Tuvok suggests quietly. Picard nods.
"Lieutenant..Ensign...from what I gather, we are in the past. The temporal prime directive would seem to apply." Tuvok whispers.
"Tuvok..we have to get to our own time. Obviously this is what..five, six years in the past? That spatial anomaly is probably-" Paris stops when Kim interrupts.
"Temporal anomaly. But if we tell them anything, it is obviously going to affect the timeline."
"Indeed. My current suggstion is that we remain silent until I notify you."
"One ship, Tuvok! We could make sure they're silent, shut them up from Starfleet, make them give a fake report.." Paris leaves the sentence hanging.
"Lieutenant. Any action we would take to notify them of the future would be violating the strict temporal-"
"Tuvok. We wouldn't be telling them when they're going to die, or if they'll have children, or anything about their future! We'll only be persuading them to help us!" Paris says, still whispering, but obviously angry.
"I disagree." Tuvok says.
"I agree with Tom. Let's just get them to get us back to Voyager. Alright?" Kim asks. Tuvok does not reply, but does approach Captain Picard, but Paris starts first.
"Captain. What we're about to say is going to be hard to believe, maybe even impossible to believe. But I assure you, we are telling the truth." Picard nods.
"From what we have gathered, we are currently in our past." Again, Picard nods. "That means, according to the temporal prime directive, I won't be telling you anything about your future. Just that we want to find a way to get back..to our own time." Picard smiles.
"Don't worry, from another time or not, we'll get you back." He continues smiling reassuringly as he walks toward the door. "Care to follow?"
"Thank you." Tuvok leads Paris and Kim to the bridge of the Enterprise-D.
"Report, lieutenant." Picard motions to the Klingon at tactical.
"We are thoroughly scanning the anomaly from a distance..however, we have discovered that it will collapse in approximately thirty four hours." Paris, hearing this, turns to face Tuvok. Picard looks at the three.
"We should try to get you back there as fast as we can. Worf, did our transporter logs record these three's transport?"
"Of course, sir."
"Open those logs and look through them. Gentlemen, care to help?" Picard motions to Voyager's three.
"We wouldn't miss it, sir." Kim smiles and he walks beside Worf, reading the panel.
Chapter Three
Identities
"You know what? This really looks like a Starfleet ship. An old Starfleet ship." Kim quietly said to Paris and Tuvok. The three had been put in the brig
for the time being while the mysterious Starfleet crew sorted out their situation.
"If you can identify it, I'm waiting, Harry." Paris quickly mutters. Kim thinks for a moment, then stops.
"Mr. Kim, any insight would help us." Tuvok states.
"It looks like a Starfleet ship, and the crew on it are wearing Starfleet uniforms. Past Starfleet uniforms." Kim observes. Tuvok stands up at this.
"What is the current year?" The brig officer hesitates, and is about to reply but the brig doors open and he stands at attention when Captain Picard walks in.
"Lieutenant Commander Tuvok..you look like a Vulcan and a Starfleet officer...I am inclined to agree you are who you say you are." Tuvok listens very carefully.
"But I would like to know what you have done with my first officer and his away team."
"I assure you, captain. I do not know what has happened with your crewmen. If you would allow me to-"
"Commander, here is what happened - the away team I sent was rescuing crewmen from the Starship Impetus. When we tried to beam them back, you came aboard."
"Why were they rescuing crewmen from a starship? Why not just beam them over." Paris asks, standing as well.
"A spatial anomaly was preventing us from doing that correctly." This perked Paris and Kim's attention.
"Same thing happened where we were." Kim says, watching Picard. Picard nods to the brig officer.
"Lower the forcefield." The forcefield goes down. "Do we have the same problem? You three crewmen are missing from your ship, three crewmen are missing from my
ship!" Picard almost smiles at the three, then motions to get out of the brig. Tuvok gets out, followed by Kim then Paris. Picard walks out, with the security officer following
the three from Voyager.
"Lieutenant Commander Tuvok. Lieutenant Paris. Ensign Kim." Picard says in his ready room. "I would like to know..how exactly you got here."
"We were on Voyager." Paris starts.
"Voyager?" Picard questions immediately.
"Our ship." Kim replies.
"We had detected an alien ship. They seemed friendly. So we were assigned to beam over and rescue the injured survivors. But, after rematerialization, we appeared here."
"On the Enterprise." Picard adds.
"Enterprise! I knew I- Sorry, sir." Kim says sheepishly.
"What I would like to know is, Mr. Tuvok, why you are a lieutenant commander, and also why you are wearing those..different uniforms."
"Could I please confer with my fellow..crewmates?" Tuvok suggests quietly. Picard nods.
"Lieutenant..Ensign...from what I gather, we are in the past. The temporal prime directive would seem to apply." Tuvok whispers.
"Tuvok..we have to get to our own time. Obviously this is what..five, six years in the past? That spatial anomaly is probably-" Paris stops when Kim interrupts.
"Temporal anomaly. But if we tell them anything, it is obviously going to affect the timeline."
"Indeed. My current suggstion is that we remain silent until I notify you."
"One ship, Tuvok! We could make sure they're silent, shut them up from Starfleet, make them give a fake report.." Paris leaves the sentence hanging.
"Lieutenant. Any action we would take to notify them of the future would be violating the strict temporal-"
"Tuvok. We wouldn't be telling them when they're going to die, or if they'll have children, or anything about their future! We'll only be persuading them to help us!" Paris says, still whispering, but obviously angry.
"I disagree." Tuvok says.
"I agree with Tom. Let's just get them to get us back to Voyager. Alright?" Kim asks. Tuvok does not reply, but does approach Captain Picard, but Paris starts first.
"Captain. What we're about to say is going to be hard to believe, maybe even impossible to believe. But I assure you, we are telling the truth." Picard nods.
"From what we have gathered, we are currently in our past." Again, Picard nods. "That means, according to the temporal prime directive, I won't be telling you anything about your future. Just that we want to find a way to get back..to our own time." Picard smiles.
"Don't worry, from another time or not, we'll get you back." He continues smiling reassuringly as he walks toward the door. "Care to follow?"
"Thank you." Tuvok leads Paris and Kim to the bridge of the Enterprise-D.
"Report, lieutenant." Picard motions to the Klingon at tactical.
"We are thoroughly scanning the anomaly from a distance..however, we have discovered that it will collapse in approximately thirty four hours." Paris, hearing this, turns to face Tuvok. Picard looks at the three.
"We should try to get you back there as fast as we can. Worf, did our transporter logs record these three's transport?"
"Of course, sir."
"Open those logs and look through them. Gentlemen, care to help?" Picard motions to Voyager's three.
"We wouldn't miss it, sir." Kim smiles and he walks beside Worf, reading the panel.