The Three Sisters: First Encounter
By Voyager Queen
* * The Paradox * *
Tom shot up from the biobed and Kathryn immediately pushed him back down. "Easy now," she soothed.
Tom swallowed and looked around the sickbay of the Paradox. "What happened?"
Janeway sobered, "Well, you saved my life."
"Naw, Mirage was aiming for me anyway. Where are they?"
Janeway put her hand on his shoulder.
"What?" he asked.
"Mirage's ship was pulled into the Bezar wormhole."
Tom shot up again. "They were on it?"
"Yes, I'm sorry."
The Doctor rushed over and tried to get Tom to lie back down. When Tom tried to leave, instead, the Doctor sedated him.
"Keep him sedated until we reach Earth," Janeway told the Doctor before leaving.
* * The home of Admiral Paris * *
Owen, his wife and two daughters sat in their living room waiting to see their missing relative. Janeway had just commed him saying they'd reached Earth. She was flying Tom down in a shuttle personally.
* * The Paradox * *
Janeway led the groggy young man to the shuttle bay. "Where are we going?" he asked disoriented.
"I'm taking you home," he only nodded despondently.
Janeway sat him down then took the helm. "Your father's going to wonder where you've been the last 3 months."
"I know," he said softly.
"Are you going to tell him? He's been really worried about you, you know."
"I do, and I will tell him. He'll be mad as hell but I'll tell him."
Satisfied, Janeway nodded and flew the shuttle down to Earth.
* * The home of Admiral Paris * *
Owen and his family stood at the chime on the door. The Admiral briskly walked over to the door and opened it. The first thing he saw was his son. He was pale, but alive. Then he noticed Janeway was the only thing keeping Tom on his feet. He quickly grabbed his son's arm and guided him inside. His sisters squealed with delight and hugged him. His mother was crying but she was laughing as well. His mother took Tom's face in her hands, "He needs to rest Owen. Girls, help me get your brother to his room." The two women nodded and the four left.
"I can never repay you, Kathryn."
Owen said when they were alone. She smiled wryly. "In case you are forgetting, Tom took a phaser blast for me. I'd say we're even. That's one brave kid Owen, you're going to have to watch him like a hawk."
Owen nodded, "Don't worry, I won't let anything like this happen again."
Janeway nodded. "I need to go back to my ship. Contact me if you ever need anything."
Owen nodded, "I will."
* * Tom's room * *
Owen sat watching his only son sleep. He had really thought he'd lost him forever. He was too relieved to be angry, but he would need to make some changes. He wouldn't allow a repeat of this situation.
Tom stirred and Owen returned his full attention to him. Tom's eyes opened and he slowly sat up looking around his room.
"Hey," he said quietly, running a hand through his hair. "I suppose you are wondering what happened?"
Owen shook his head, "I don't care what happened, all that matters is that you're alright."
Tom's eyes snapped to his father's, "You mean that?"
"Yes. But there will have to be a few changes made."
Tom sighed, "I'd been expecting that."
"You won't be going to a dorm this fall."
Owen held up a hand, stalling Tom's protests, "You're moving in with your grandfather."
"What?" he asked, knowing it was confidential that James McAllister was his grandfather.
"You'll be living in the mansion under the guise of a Starfleet program. 3 other cadets will be there as well and you'll even have a roommate, and though you won't see them, someone will always be watching you."
Tom sighed. He'd see them. "Do you know who my roommate will be?"
Owen smiled, "Steve Teller. He was accepted."
Tom smiled. Maybe this life wouldn't be so bad after all. But he couldn't help think about Mirage and her sisters. What their lives must be like, wherever they were.
* * The McAllister Mansion * *
Steven and Tom smiled as they surveyed their quarters at the McAllister mansion. Unlike the other cadets in the 'program', Steven knew its true purpose and he was worried about Tom. He knew how reckless Tom could be. What he'd done over the summer was evidence of that. It hadn't surprised Steven when he found out where Tom had been. It was just like Tom to get mixed up in something like that and end up enjoying himself. He could only hope living in his grandfather's mansion that he would tone his lifestyle down a little. But this was Tom Paris, he wasn't getting his hopes up. He looked over at Tom who had stopped unpacking and walked to the window as if drawn to it. Tom placed his hands on the casing above the window and looked down 15 stories. Steven sighed, there was no hope.
* * Important Information * *
Tom Paris flew through the Academy, he graduated a year early at only 20 and was posted on a starship named the 'Clayson'. He preformed better than any Lieutenant receiving countless commendations and praise from his superiors. A few months later, during an away mission Tom somehow managed to save an entire planet from being destroyed. The details of the mission are, however, confidential.
At only 21 he was promoted to Lieutenant. The youngest in Starfleet history. Those who knew him suspected it wouldn't be the last record he breaks.
Tom quickly grew bored of the 'Clayson' and put in for a transfer. There was no shortage in Captains who wished to appoint him as their helmsman but Tom's father had already decided the ship that would be best for him.
* * Voyager * *
"Do you remember telling me to contact you if I ever needed anything?"
Captain Kathryn Janeway eyed her mentor with suspicion, "Of course."
"I need something."
"So I gathered. What do you need?"
"I heard you were in need of a new Chief Helmsman, I was hoping you'd appoint my son."
Janeway looked up at the Admiral, clasping her hands on her ready room desk. "I just talked with Tom, he said he was thinking of going to the 'Enterprise'. Captain requested him personally, I believe."
"Yes, he did. But I feel Tom would be better off with you. You know Tom's situation and he listens to you."
"What does Tom think about all of this?"
"You know Tom, he wants to fly the flagship but I'll talk with him."
"Do you think this is wise? I have a personal relationship with Tom. I've known him since he was seventeen."
"You're both professionals, you'll give an order, he'll follow it. Please Kathryn. I know he'll be safe with you."
"I am headed into the Badlands, I could use a good pilot."
Owen smiled, "I knew I could count on you."
* * More Information * *
Owen had convinced Tom to reassign to Voyager. He'd been wary as Kathryn had about serving with someone he was so close to but he could be a professional and he'd get to fly the slickest little ship in the Fleet. Forget Picard's flagship, this baby was top of the line.
* * Deep Space Nine * *
Tom walked towards the bar on Deep Space Nine, the first thing he noticed was a green ensign, probably on his first mission. Quark was trying to swindle him. Tom smiled. It was funny, they were probably close to the same age. He was 23 only a year older than the age most get their first postings at but he couldn't imagine himself ever having been that naive.
"We were warned about the Ferangi at the Academy," the ensign said and Tom grimaced.
Quark began to make a scene and Tom decided to help the rookie out. Walking over he picked up one of the stones.
"Dazzling, aren't they? As bright as a Caladon diamond."
"Brighter," Quark snapped, grabbing the stone from Tom's hand.
"Hard to believe you can find them on any planet in the system," Tom continued.
"That's an exaggeration!" Quark cried.
Tom was undaunted, "You know, there's a shop at the Vulnar colony that sells a dozen assorted shapes for one Cardassian lair. How much are you selling these for?"
"We were just about to negotiate the price," Quark said smiling as the ensign snapped the case shut.
"Come on," Tom said clapping him on the shoulder.
"Thanks," he said as they walked away.
"Didn't they warn you about the Ferangi at the Academy?" Tom asked with a smile.
The ensign laughed, "I'm Harry Kim."
"Tom Paris."
"You. you're Tom Paris?" he stuttered.
Tom smiled, "Good you're quick. You'll need that on a Starship."
* * Voyager * *
The two new friends entered the Captain's ready room together.
"Welcome to Voyager, gentlemen." Janeway greeted. "What do you think?"
Tom smiled ear to ear, "Ah, she's amazing," he said as Harry stood nervously beside him, ramrod straight.
"Mister Kim," Janeway said with amusment. "At ease, before you sprain something."
Harry blushed and Tom's smile grew wider.
"Lets go see your stations."
They exited the ready room and were introduced to Commander Cavit, Janeway's first officer. Harry had to try hard not to laugh at how he was kissing up to Tom, the Admirals son and pilot prodigy.
Tom slide into the chair in front of the conn as though it were made for him and began a systems check. Harry stood behind his station and nervously fingered the controls.
Their voyage was about to begin.
The End!!
This is just the beginning to my series, I've only been laying the groundwork. Stay tuned for the sequel, The Three Sisters: Gathering.
By Voyager Queen
* * The Paradox * *
Tom shot up from the biobed and Kathryn immediately pushed him back down. "Easy now," she soothed.
Tom swallowed and looked around the sickbay of the Paradox. "What happened?"
Janeway sobered, "Well, you saved my life."
"Naw, Mirage was aiming for me anyway. Where are they?"
Janeway put her hand on his shoulder.
"What?" he asked.
"Mirage's ship was pulled into the Bezar wormhole."
Tom shot up again. "They were on it?"
"Yes, I'm sorry."
The Doctor rushed over and tried to get Tom to lie back down. When Tom tried to leave, instead, the Doctor sedated him.
"Keep him sedated until we reach Earth," Janeway told the Doctor before leaving.
* * The home of Admiral Paris * *
Owen, his wife and two daughters sat in their living room waiting to see their missing relative. Janeway had just commed him saying they'd reached Earth. She was flying Tom down in a shuttle personally.
* * The Paradox * *
Janeway led the groggy young man to the shuttle bay. "Where are we going?" he asked disoriented.
"I'm taking you home," he only nodded despondently.
Janeway sat him down then took the helm. "Your father's going to wonder where you've been the last 3 months."
"I know," he said softly.
"Are you going to tell him? He's been really worried about you, you know."
"I do, and I will tell him. He'll be mad as hell but I'll tell him."
Satisfied, Janeway nodded and flew the shuttle down to Earth.
* * The home of Admiral Paris * *
Owen and his family stood at the chime on the door. The Admiral briskly walked over to the door and opened it. The first thing he saw was his son. He was pale, but alive. Then he noticed Janeway was the only thing keeping Tom on his feet. He quickly grabbed his son's arm and guided him inside. His sisters squealed with delight and hugged him. His mother was crying but she was laughing as well. His mother took Tom's face in her hands, "He needs to rest Owen. Girls, help me get your brother to his room." The two women nodded and the four left.
"I can never repay you, Kathryn."
Owen said when they were alone. She smiled wryly. "In case you are forgetting, Tom took a phaser blast for me. I'd say we're even. That's one brave kid Owen, you're going to have to watch him like a hawk."
Owen nodded, "Don't worry, I won't let anything like this happen again."
Janeway nodded. "I need to go back to my ship. Contact me if you ever need anything."
Owen nodded, "I will."
* * Tom's room * *
Owen sat watching his only son sleep. He had really thought he'd lost him forever. He was too relieved to be angry, but he would need to make some changes. He wouldn't allow a repeat of this situation.
Tom stirred and Owen returned his full attention to him. Tom's eyes opened and he slowly sat up looking around his room.
"Hey," he said quietly, running a hand through his hair. "I suppose you are wondering what happened?"
Owen shook his head, "I don't care what happened, all that matters is that you're alright."
Tom's eyes snapped to his father's, "You mean that?"
"Yes. But there will have to be a few changes made."
Tom sighed, "I'd been expecting that."
"You won't be going to a dorm this fall."
Owen held up a hand, stalling Tom's protests, "You're moving in with your grandfather."
"What?" he asked, knowing it was confidential that James McAllister was his grandfather.
"You'll be living in the mansion under the guise of a Starfleet program. 3 other cadets will be there as well and you'll even have a roommate, and though you won't see them, someone will always be watching you."
Tom sighed. He'd see them. "Do you know who my roommate will be?"
Owen smiled, "Steve Teller. He was accepted."
Tom smiled. Maybe this life wouldn't be so bad after all. But he couldn't help think about Mirage and her sisters. What their lives must be like, wherever they were.
* * The McAllister Mansion * *
Steven and Tom smiled as they surveyed their quarters at the McAllister mansion. Unlike the other cadets in the 'program', Steven knew its true purpose and he was worried about Tom. He knew how reckless Tom could be. What he'd done over the summer was evidence of that. It hadn't surprised Steven when he found out where Tom had been. It was just like Tom to get mixed up in something like that and end up enjoying himself. He could only hope living in his grandfather's mansion that he would tone his lifestyle down a little. But this was Tom Paris, he wasn't getting his hopes up. He looked over at Tom who had stopped unpacking and walked to the window as if drawn to it. Tom placed his hands on the casing above the window and looked down 15 stories. Steven sighed, there was no hope.
* * Important Information * *
Tom Paris flew through the Academy, he graduated a year early at only 20 and was posted on a starship named the 'Clayson'. He preformed better than any Lieutenant receiving countless commendations and praise from his superiors. A few months later, during an away mission Tom somehow managed to save an entire planet from being destroyed. The details of the mission are, however, confidential.
At only 21 he was promoted to Lieutenant. The youngest in Starfleet history. Those who knew him suspected it wouldn't be the last record he breaks.
Tom quickly grew bored of the 'Clayson' and put in for a transfer. There was no shortage in Captains who wished to appoint him as their helmsman but Tom's father had already decided the ship that would be best for him.
* * Voyager * *
"Do you remember telling me to contact you if I ever needed anything?"
Captain Kathryn Janeway eyed her mentor with suspicion, "Of course."
"I need something."
"So I gathered. What do you need?"
"I heard you were in need of a new Chief Helmsman, I was hoping you'd appoint my son."
Janeway looked up at the Admiral, clasping her hands on her ready room desk. "I just talked with Tom, he said he was thinking of going to the 'Enterprise'. Captain requested him personally, I believe."
"Yes, he did. But I feel Tom would be better off with you. You know Tom's situation and he listens to you."
"What does Tom think about all of this?"
"You know Tom, he wants to fly the flagship but I'll talk with him."
"Do you think this is wise? I have a personal relationship with Tom. I've known him since he was seventeen."
"You're both professionals, you'll give an order, he'll follow it. Please Kathryn. I know he'll be safe with you."
"I am headed into the Badlands, I could use a good pilot."
Owen smiled, "I knew I could count on you."
* * More Information * *
Owen had convinced Tom to reassign to Voyager. He'd been wary as Kathryn had about serving with someone he was so close to but he could be a professional and he'd get to fly the slickest little ship in the Fleet. Forget Picard's flagship, this baby was top of the line.
* * Deep Space Nine * *
Tom walked towards the bar on Deep Space Nine, the first thing he noticed was a green ensign, probably on his first mission. Quark was trying to swindle him. Tom smiled. It was funny, they were probably close to the same age. He was 23 only a year older than the age most get their first postings at but he couldn't imagine himself ever having been that naive.
"We were warned about the Ferangi at the Academy," the ensign said and Tom grimaced.
Quark began to make a scene and Tom decided to help the rookie out. Walking over he picked up one of the stones.
"Dazzling, aren't they? As bright as a Caladon diamond."
"Brighter," Quark snapped, grabbing the stone from Tom's hand.
"Hard to believe you can find them on any planet in the system," Tom continued.
"That's an exaggeration!" Quark cried.
Tom was undaunted, "You know, there's a shop at the Vulnar colony that sells a dozen assorted shapes for one Cardassian lair. How much are you selling these for?"
"We were just about to negotiate the price," Quark said smiling as the ensign snapped the case shut.
"Come on," Tom said clapping him on the shoulder.
"Thanks," he said as they walked away.
"Didn't they warn you about the Ferangi at the Academy?" Tom asked with a smile.
The ensign laughed, "I'm Harry Kim."
"Tom Paris."
"You. you're Tom Paris?" he stuttered.
Tom smiled, "Good you're quick. You'll need that on a Starship."
* * Voyager * *
The two new friends entered the Captain's ready room together.
"Welcome to Voyager, gentlemen." Janeway greeted. "What do you think?"
Tom smiled ear to ear, "Ah, she's amazing," he said as Harry stood nervously beside him, ramrod straight.
"Mister Kim," Janeway said with amusment. "At ease, before you sprain something."
Harry blushed and Tom's smile grew wider.
"Lets go see your stations."
They exited the ready room and were introduced to Commander Cavit, Janeway's first officer. Harry had to try hard not to laugh at how he was kissing up to Tom, the Admirals son and pilot prodigy.
Tom slide into the chair in front of the conn as though it were made for him and began a systems check. Harry stood behind his station and nervously fingered the controls.
Their voyage was about to begin.
The End!!
This is just the beginning to my series, I've only been laying the groundwork. Stay tuned for the sequel, The Three Sisters: Gathering.
