Homecoming
I don't own anything of Star Trek, just Kylin Moore and anyone can use her. I don't do this for profit just for fun and any exec is free to use this material.
Recap: Kylin Moore is the ship's new civilan ambassdor from Federation of Intergalactic Peace Core (F.I.P.C). She was assigned after the Andorians took over the Vulcan sancuantrary to negiotate culture issues. Its taken a while for the crew to get use to her and vice versa. For anyone reading this for the first time, please read A New Member to get a better idea. Anyway, sorry it took so long to start this, but I just finished midterms.
Chap 1
Kylin looked at her closet. She was getting ready to leave in two days for her brother's wedding. Her case was on her bed and she was trying to decide what to pack. "I can't believe this, I can negiote a contract between a group of Klingons and Vulcans and I can't figure out what to wear," She muttered to herself feeling like a clique.
Kylin went and sat on her bed, wishing the her leave would come sooner. She had been on the Enterprise now for 3 months. Professionaly speaking, this had been the best thing that had ever happened to her career. In 3 months the ship had made 10 first contracts and she had been involved in each one and had even started a culture exchange with six of them. Kylin was doing the work of 3 but it didn't bother her. She was classifying data that no human or Vulcan had ever seen seen before. In all her years with the Vulcans, Kylin had never seen so much activity. Their policy of non exploration, just study, had limited her opportunities.
Personally speaking, this had been extremely hard. After the rocky reception Kylin had received, she found herself having trouble bonding with the crew. Their icy initation reaction had evolved into one of overcompensation. Kylin didn't her psychology degree to know that they were feeling guilty. It was hard enough for her to be there after all that had happen without them turning around every five seconds to sure she was fine. At first it was amusing but now it had gotten to the point that she spent as much time in her quarters and office as possible. The only person that taken a clue had been Trip. He was still polite and courteous but he seem to had some sort of meter that measured when she had enough. He still left a rose in her office each day.
Kylin smiled and looked at the pile of pressed flowers she kept on her desk. She knew Trip wanted something more meaningful but she couldn't even bring herself when she wasn't even sure she would be on the Enterprise that much longer. Kylin was really looking forward to going home and talking her best friend Sophie. She could always count on Sophie to keep an open mind.
"Dr. Moore you have message coming through," T'Pol's voice broke her thoughts.
"Who is it from," Kylin asked, getting up
"Its from the F.P.I.C," the Vulcan replied.
"Thank you, I'll take it here," Kylin said, going to her desk.
"Do you require a secure link," T'Pol asked.
Kylin rolled her eyes, "No that will not be necessary," she said and pushed a button. Cal Ishira's face appeared on her monitor. "Good evening Cal."
"Hello Kylin, how are things, we're really impressed with the data are sending back. So far we have had 3 transmissions from the species that you met," he told.
"Thats good to know. I doing as well can be expected," Kylin told him, "So are you calling me at 0100 your time to tell me how great my work is so I can get a prep talk or is something else up."
"You can you can be so on target sometimes, that it could be really annoying," Cal told her yawning, "Yes something is up, something big and you are about to be to in the thick of it. Your brother Allan is getting married this weekend right," Cal asked, and she nodded her head.
"I'm taking a transport on the Siruk in two days," Kylin replied, "Why?"
"You're not going on the Enterprise," Cal said suprised.
"You've read my reports and you're avoiding my question," She told him annoyed. He knew had she had felt about staying aboard. Kylin wished he would get to the point.
"Kylin, I don't how to tell you this, but we got a transmission from the Klingons yesterday," Cal began slowly, Kylin didn't like the sound of this, "Apparently they have a claim where the New Tierra colony is."
Kylin felt her face go white, "What are they saying Cal," her voice barely above a whisper.
"They're saying that New Tierra is theirs and if we wish to avoid a massacare we better get our people out now before Monday." Cal told her.
Kylin realised that today was Monday and her colony had less then a week to get out. She also knew that the settlers would not leave their homes without a fight. She felt an anxiety attack build and started to breath, "What is Starfleet and the High Command saying about this," She asked.
"They recommend evaculating the colony out," he told.
"You have got to be kidding me," Kylin said, "I know these people Cal, they'll never go for this. I can understand the Vulcans' position, but aren't we the same people as Starfleet? If we do this whats to say that the Klingons won't try this later with someone else."
"I know Kylin but lets face it, a fight with the Klingons? You know their systems as anyone out there, we not equipped to fight this. Not for a long time anyway," Cal told, praying she would understand, "F.P.I.C has taken the position of Starfleet and the High Command."
Kylin took another deep breath, she knew Cal was right and this had not been a easy decision for him. He had a son that lived on New Tierra. "What do you want me to do, I'm not staying here Cal while my people are in trouble." she said.
Cal looked relieved, "We need your help, Starfleet is going to send orders to your Captain, to turn around the Enterprise. I going to meet you at New Tierra with a couple of Starfleet bigwigs and some of the High Command. A group of Klingon ambassadors (both of them rolled their eyes as he said this) are going to meet us there. You and I are going to negiotate for more time and you going to have your people to leave. My son is here with his family, they're not going back," Cal told her.
"Understood," Kylin said.
"Goodnight then and I will see you sometime tomorrow," Cal told her.
"See you at New Tierra, Moore out," Kylin said shutting off her screen. She looked at the case on her bed. Great, now I have to pack even sooner, she thought. Kylin went to the communicator but decided against using it, she would go to the dining hall for supper tonight. As one of the senior execs, she was entitled to that. She looked at the clock and realized that dinner hadn't been served and she had five minutes.
Walking down to the mess hall Kylin noticed people where staring her. she realized it had been about a month since she had taken a meal with anyone. Pausing at the door, she wondered if she wanted to do this. She took a breath and opened the door.
Archer, T'Pol and Trip were in the room. Each one including T'Pol looked at her, surprised. Kylin realized she hadn't been in this room since her first night on Enterprise. "Good evening Kylin, what can I do for you," Archer asked, having a pretty good idea about why she was here.
"I thought I would just have something eat, its been awhile since I have eaten with anyone," Kylin replied, taking a seat & put a napkin on her lap, "I also just got a transmission from F.P.I.C. that I need to discuss with you. Have you received a communication from Starfleet?"
The members of the command staff nodded their heads, "I was just about to speak to you about it," Archer told her. "I just had Travis change course, we will be arriving at New Tierra tomorrow."
"Thank you Captain, the only way I would have there that quickly is if the Vulcans would have sent a Surak class and I doubt that would have happened," Kylin said.
"Its the least we can do," Archer said. Trip and T'Pol looked at her echoing the Captain with their eyes.
Kylin felt herself go bright red. Having an Irish mother made her blush like, she felt that was one her weaknesses in dealing. "Captain, you don't owe me anything, I want to get this straight. In fact, if I hadn't been trying to avoiding you and your crew for the last few months, I would said something sooner. I don't go into a situation with people who think they need they owe me some more then needed. Its makes them sloppy and that could be dangerous. What happened on Calveria was an accident, I'm over it I hope you are and this crew is as well," Kylin said, hoping this would resolve things.
Archer realized she didn't include herself in with his crew but she was right. "You're right, we've been overcompesating. We need to move past this. I need you to be part of this crew, not feel excluded."
The rest of dinner went well and they discussed what was going to happen tommorrow. As they were getting up, Trip approached her quietly. "Hey, can I talk to your for a minute," he asked, "I want to show you something."
She nodded and they left the mess hall together. They walked in silence until they entered a room filled with plants. "Trip this is amazing," Kylin, "Its almost like a garden."
"This is the it Hyponics Bay, remember I was going to show you this," Trip said, turning red.
Kylin remembered, just before her arrest, they had planned to see this place. In the 3 months since, she had been avoiding them. She realized part of the reason everyone had been overdoing with her was because cold shoulder she had been giving back.
"I do," Kylin told him quietly, "amd I got the flowers."
Trip took her hand, and pulled them both down. He took it as a good sign that she didn't resist. "How have you been, I would have talk you soon, but I didn't want to push it," he asked.
"I've been edgy. Thank you for being so considerate. I needed sometime to think," she said being honest, "And with this..."
Kylin didn't finished the sentence.
Gently Trip pulled her into his arms, "Shh, it will be okay, they won't be hurt."
"Even if I can convince them to leave and get the Klingons to hold off, this really sucks Trip, it took 2 years to get there and we put 18 years on this planet and now we have to give it up in a matter of days," Kylin said feeling frustated.
"I know," he told her, wondering what it would be like to leave Earth and never be able to come back, "But they are going home, not an alien world like Vulcan or Kronos."
"Try telling some of the settlers that. There are 30,000 people to get out of there. We going to need a that Surak class ship and a few others. I don't even want to think about the displacement," Kylin shuddered, "They are going to need help re-settling. About 30% of the people there have never been to Earth."
Trip looked at her and had to asked, "Are you going stay with them."
Kylin stared into space, "I don't know, I doubt it, its not my area of expertise. I wouldn't be much help. I will probably stay a couple of weeks and help with the arrangments. I just used the vacation I for my brother's wedding."
Trip took a deep breath relieved. "Kylin, I know its not the best time and I will drop it if you want me to, but have thought of us at all, because its what I think of all the time."
Kylin turned around and stood on her knees, "All the time," she said, looking into his eyes.
"And," he spoke softly.
"We're okay, and I want to try if you still do," Kylin told him, putting a hand on his cheek.
"Thank God," Trip said and pulled her to him and kissed her. They stayed like that for a moment, kissing and exploring with their hands until they heard the chef come. Quickly before anyone noticed, they got up and left.
They were laughing when they got to her quarters. "I have get to Engineering," he said, tracing her face with his fingers.
"Thats fine, because now I really do have to pack, my aunt is going to want me stay with her," Kylin told him, "Besides, I need to have a clear head, so before we get anymore hotter, let me get this settled."
"You got it, darling, but I going to kiss you any chance I get," he said, using his Southern charm to the most.
"Goodnight Commander," she told him smiling, really smiling for the first time in months.
"Goodnight Dr. Moore," Trip told her in a way that sent shivers up her spine.
And it was a good night. Kylin got her things ready and Trip sent her a goodnight message.
The next day went in flurry between meetings with the crew and preparing presentations the colonists, Starfleet, the High Command and the Klingons.
Around 1730 (5:30 pm) the ship came into orbit with New Tierra. Kylin looked at the planet that had been her home for so many years. She hadn't been back in a year. Memories consumed her as they went to the shuttle pod. Trip sensing her anxiety took her hand in pod as they descended to surface. Kylin couldn't believe this was happening.
TBC
Sorry about the babble and leaving it this way, I promise the next part soon. :)
I don't own anything of Star Trek, just Kylin Moore and anyone can use her. I don't do this for profit just for fun and any exec is free to use this material.
Recap: Kylin Moore is the ship's new civilan ambassdor from Federation of Intergalactic Peace Core (F.I.P.C). She was assigned after the Andorians took over the Vulcan sancuantrary to negiotate culture issues. Its taken a while for the crew to get use to her and vice versa. For anyone reading this for the first time, please read A New Member to get a better idea. Anyway, sorry it took so long to start this, but I just finished midterms.
Chap 1
Kylin looked at her closet. She was getting ready to leave in two days for her brother's wedding. Her case was on her bed and she was trying to decide what to pack. "I can't believe this, I can negiote a contract between a group of Klingons and Vulcans and I can't figure out what to wear," She muttered to herself feeling like a clique.
Kylin went and sat on her bed, wishing the her leave would come sooner. She had been on the Enterprise now for 3 months. Professionaly speaking, this had been the best thing that had ever happened to her career. In 3 months the ship had made 10 first contracts and she had been involved in each one and had even started a culture exchange with six of them. Kylin was doing the work of 3 but it didn't bother her. She was classifying data that no human or Vulcan had ever seen seen before. In all her years with the Vulcans, Kylin had never seen so much activity. Their policy of non exploration, just study, had limited her opportunities.
Personally speaking, this had been extremely hard. After the rocky reception Kylin had received, she found herself having trouble bonding with the crew. Their icy initation reaction had evolved into one of overcompensation. Kylin didn't her psychology degree to know that they were feeling guilty. It was hard enough for her to be there after all that had happen without them turning around every five seconds to sure she was fine. At first it was amusing but now it had gotten to the point that she spent as much time in her quarters and office as possible. The only person that taken a clue had been Trip. He was still polite and courteous but he seem to had some sort of meter that measured when she had enough. He still left a rose in her office each day.
Kylin smiled and looked at the pile of pressed flowers she kept on her desk. She knew Trip wanted something more meaningful but she couldn't even bring herself when she wasn't even sure she would be on the Enterprise that much longer. Kylin was really looking forward to going home and talking her best friend Sophie. She could always count on Sophie to keep an open mind.
"Dr. Moore you have message coming through," T'Pol's voice broke her thoughts.
"Who is it from," Kylin asked, getting up
"Its from the F.P.I.C," the Vulcan replied.
"Thank you, I'll take it here," Kylin said, going to her desk.
"Do you require a secure link," T'Pol asked.
Kylin rolled her eyes, "No that will not be necessary," she said and pushed a button. Cal Ishira's face appeared on her monitor. "Good evening Cal."
"Hello Kylin, how are things, we're really impressed with the data are sending back. So far we have had 3 transmissions from the species that you met," he told.
"Thats good to know. I doing as well can be expected," Kylin told him, "So are you calling me at 0100 your time to tell me how great my work is so I can get a prep talk or is something else up."
"You can you can be so on target sometimes, that it could be really annoying," Cal told her yawning, "Yes something is up, something big and you are about to be to in the thick of it. Your brother Allan is getting married this weekend right," Cal asked, and she nodded her head.
"I'm taking a transport on the Siruk in two days," Kylin replied, "Why?"
"You're not going on the Enterprise," Cal said suprised.
"You've read my reports and you're avoiding my question," She told him annoyed. He knew had she had felt about staying aboard. Kylin wished he would get to the point.
"Kylin, I don't how to tell you this, but we got a transmission from the Klingons yesterday," Cal began slowly, Kylin didn't like the sound of this, "Apparently they have a claim where the New Tierra colony is."
Kylin felt her face go white, "What are they saying Cal," her voice barely above a whisper.
"They're saying that New Tierra is theirs and if we wish to avoid a massacare we better get our people out now before Monday." Cal told her.
Kylin realised that today was Monday and her colony had less then a week to get out. She also knew that the settlers would not leave their homes without a fight. She felt an anxiety attack build and started to breath, "What is Starfleet and the High Command saying about this," She asked.
"They recommend evaculating the colony out," he told.
"You have got to be kidding me," Kylin said, "I know these people Cal, they'll never go for this. I can understand the Vulcans' position, but aren't we the same people as Starfleet? If we do this whats to say that the Klingons won't try this later with someone else."
"I know Kylin but lets face it, a fight with the Klingons? You know their systems as anyone out there, we not equipped to fight this. Not for a long time anyway," Cal told, praying she would understand, "F.P.I.C has taken the position of Starfleet and the High Command."
Kylin took another deep breath, she knew Cal was right and this had not been a easy decision for him. He had a son that lived on New Tierra. "What do you want me to do, I'm not staying here Cal while my people are in trouble." she said.
Cal looked relieved, "We need your help, Starfleet is going to send orders to your Captain, to turn around the Enterprise. I going to meet you at New Tierra with a couple of Starfleet bigwigs and some of the High Command. A group of Klingon ambassadors (both of them rolled their eyes as he said this) are going to meet us there. You and I are going to negiotate for more time and you going to have your people to leave. My son is here with his family, they're not going back," Cal told her.
"Understood," Kylin said.
"Goodnight then and I will see you sometime tomorrow," Cal told her.
"See you at New Tierra, Moore out," Kylin said shutting off her screen. She looked at the case on her bed. Great, now I have to pack even sooner, she thought. Kylin went to the communicator but decided against using it, she would go to the dining hall for supper tonight. As one of the senior execs, she was entitled to that. She looked at the clock and realized that dinner hadn't been served and she had five minutes.
Walking down to the mess hall Kylin noticed people where staring her. she realized it had been about a month since she had taken a meal with anyone. Pausing at the door, she wondered if she wanted to do this. She took a breath and opened the door.
Archer, T'Pol and Trip were in the room. Each one including T'Pol looked at her, surprised. Kylin realized she hadn't been in this room since her first night on Enterprise. "Good evening Kylin, what can I do for you," Archer asked, having a pretty good idea about why she was here.
"I thought I would just have something eat, its been awhile since I have eaten with anyone," Kylin replied, taking a seat & put a napkin on her lap, "I also just got a transmission from F.P.I.C. that I need to discuss with you. Have you received a communication from Starfleet?"
The members of the command staff nodded their heads, "I was just about to speak to you about it," Archer told her. "I just had Travis change course, we will be arriving at New Tierra tomorrow."
"Thank you Captain, the only way I would have there that quickly is if the Vulcans would have sent a Surak class and I doubt that would have happened," Kylin said.
"Its the least we can do," Archer said. Trip and T'Pol looked at her echoing the Captain with their eyes.
Kylin felt herself go bright red. Having an Irish mother made her blush like, she felt that was one her weaknesses in dealing. "Captain, you don't owe me anything, I want to get this straight. In fact, if I hadn't been trying to avoiding you and your crew for the last few months, I would said something sooner. I don't go into a situation with people who think they need they owe me some more then needed. Its makes them sloppy and that could be dangerous. What happened on Calveria was an accident, I'm over it I hope you are and this crew is as well," Kylin said, hoping this would resolve things.
Archer realized she didn't include herself in with his crew but she was right. "You're right, we've been overcompesating. We need to move past this. I need you to be part of this crew, not feel excluded."
The rest of dinner went well and they discussed what was going to happen tommorrow. As they were getting up, Trip approached her quietly. "Hey, can I talk to your for a minute," he asked, "I want to show you something."
She nodded and they left the mess hall together. They walked in silence until they entered a room filled with plants. "Trip this is amazing," Kylin, "Its almost like a garden."
"This is the it Hyponics Bay, remember I was going to show you this," Trip said, turning red.
Kylin remembered, just before her arrest, they had planned to see this place. In the 3 months since, she had been avoiding them. She realized part of the reason everyone had been overdoing with her was because cold shoulder she had been giving back.
"I do," Kylin told him quietly, "amd I got the flowers."
Trip took her hand, and pulled them both down. He took it as a good sign that she didn't resist. "How have you been, I would have talk you soon, but I didn't want to push it," he asked.
"I've been edgy. Thank you for being so considerate. I needed sometime to think," she said being honest, "And with this..."
Kylin didn't finished the sentence.
Gently Trip pulled her into his arms, "Shh, it will be okay, they won't be hurt."
"Even if I can convince them to leave and get the Klingons to hold off, this really sucks Trip, it took 2 years to get there and we put 18 years on this planet and now we have to give it up in a matter of days," Kylin said feeling frustated.
"I know," he told her, wondering what it would be like to leave Earth and never be able to come back, "But they are going home, not an alien world like Vulcan or Kronos."
"Try telling some of the settlers that. There are 30,000 people to get out of there. We going to need a that Surak class ship and a few others. I don't even want to think about the displacement," Kylin shuddered, "They are going to need help re-settling. About 30% of the people there have never been to Earth."
Trip looked at her and had to asked, "Are you going stay with them."
Kylin stared into space, "I don't know, I doubt it, its not my area of expertise. I wouldn't be much help. I will probably stay a couple of weeks and help with the arrangments. I just used the vacation I for my brother's wedding."
Trip took a deep breath relieved. "Kylin, I know its not the best time and I will drop it if you want me to, but have thought of us at all, because its what I think of all the time."
Kylin turned around and stood on her knees, "All the time," she said, looking into his eyes.
"And," he spoke softly.
"We're okay, and I want to try if you still do," Kylin told him, putting a hand on his cheek.
"Thank God," Trip said and pulled her to him and kissed her. They stayed like that for a moment, kissing and exploring with their hands until they heard the chef come. Quickly before anyone noticed, they got up and left.
They were laughing when they got to her quarters. "I have get to Engineering," he said, tracing her face with his fingers.
"Thats fine, because now I really do have to pack, my aunt is going to want me stay with her," Kylin told him, "Besides, I need to have a clear head, so before we get anymore hotter, let me get this settled."
"You got it, darling, but I going to kiss you any chance I get," he said, using his Southern charm to the most.
"Goodnight Commander," she told him smiling, really smiling for the first time in months.
"Goodnight Dr. Moore," Trip told her in a way that sent shivers up her spine.
And it was a good night. Kylin got her things ready and Trip sent her a goodnight message.
The next day went in flurry between meetings with the crew and preparing presentations the colonists, Starfleet, the High Command and the Klingons.
Around 1730 (5:30 pm) the ship came into orbit with New Tierra. Kylin looked at the planet that had been her home for so many years. She hadn't been back in a year. Memories consumed her as they went to the shuttle pod. Trip sensing her anxiety took her hand in pod as they descended to surface. Kylin couldn't believe this was happening.
TBC
Sorry about the babble and leaving it this way, I promise the next part soon. :)