Author's Note: Sorry this took so long. I had a lot of homework this week. But here it is, so we can all be happy now.

Summary: When nothing can be found, will Will settle for that?

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Chapter Three:

Discovering Answers

**A few hours later on the planet**

"We've scanned every where and there's just no sign of transporter traces, Riker being anywhere, or anything!" Geordie said, frustrated, to a very frustrated Captain, over his communicator.

"Keep trying. Picard out."

Geordie sighed, 'we're never going to find anything'.

"Find anything?" Commander Riker asked.

"'Fraid not, Commander," Geordie said, disappointedly.

Riker sighed, "Alright. Keep looking, I'm-" Abruptly, Riker seemed to lose balance and put his head to his head, as Geordie caught him.

He turned around and saw a bright, white light in the hall outside the door. But what really caught his eye was a sign on the wall. Blok Cabora, was written on it and before he could study it any further, the doors closed…

"Commander, Commander, are you alright?" Geordie asked, concern filling his voice.

"I need to speak with the Captain. I think I know where I was, or at least who took me," Riker said and ran off, leaving a very confused Geordie behind.

**Delenn's Quarters**

"Come in," Delenn called from her spot on the sofa when she heard the door chime. "Ah, Commander Riker, what a pleasant surprise." Delenn beamed when she saw her visitor. "What can I do for you?"

"I have a question for you," Riker asked, before pausing to think how to word it. "Do you know what Blok Cabora is?"

"Yes, it's a We'tic. It means… 'Black Cobra' in your language. Why?" Delenn asked, sounding confused yet curious.

"Ah, just wondering. Ah… does it have any significant meaning?" He asked, trying to sound natural but failing miserably.

"Yes, 'Black Cobra' is a secret organization, there is not enough evidence to prove their existence." Delenn answered, confused, as Riker grew more excited.

"So they're kind of like the Romulan Tal Shiar or the Cardassian Obsidian Order, right? A covert operation," Riker questioned, just wanting to make sure he had his facts straight.

"Correct."

"Thanks," and before Delenn could say anything, he had dashed out of the room, again leaving behind yet another confused person.

**Mulara's Quarters**

Riker had all but ran to Mulara's Quarters, as an ideal was forming in his mind. He practically slapped the chime as he tried to catch his breath.

"What!" Came the irritated response from inside the room.

"I have something to ask you, Ambassador," Riker answered, again trying to remain neutral and natural, only this time it was working much better. Riker cautiously walked inside.

"Yes, Commander?" Mulara inquired, not even bothering to look up.

"Are there any buildings called, Blok Cabora?" Riker asked, trying to sound just curious.

Mulara almost froze in place at the sound of that name. "Yes, I do believe I've heard of something like that. Why do you ask?" Mulara suspiciously said.

"Oh, I just heard it somewhere and was told it was We'tic. The Captain did say to be tough," Riker shrugged, playing innocent as possible with Mulara's skeptical glare on him.

"Right, I believe there is a building called that on the outskirts of the southern most village," Mulara skeptically answered.

"Well, uh, thanks. I'll go look into that." Riker said, finally losing his cool under Mulara's stern gaze, stumbled out of a room.

Mulara, the third person in the past hour Riker had left confused, just shook his head and went back to what he was doing.

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