Disclaimer: I don't own voyager, Tom Paris, Harry, Janeway etc. but the
storyline is all mine you may get ideas but it has to be completely
different, the S.E.F is all mine too. Plus Turner, knight, Davis, Madison
etc. so don't use them otherwise read and enjoy.
Rating: PG-13 to be on the safe side, but if you really wants to read it. I'm not stopping you, it's only Pg-13 cause of violence death, angst and all that stuff.
Summary; Tom Paris is not who he appears to be, he is an agent for the S.E.F (Special Elite forces) When he is sent 10 fresh new agents to train, it is a matter of time before the cover breaks, but that is not all which is on their mind.
Chapter 3 of???? A lot though but I don't know exactly. I will post as quickly as I can. Plus this is a series so if you like it and more with the Tom is an agent the next chapter is coming SOON!!! Reviews, Reviews, Reviews. Get the hint?
I thought I'd better tell you that there is a tiny bit of the story, which evolves a description of a devoured corpse, it's not that bad, just if you don't like that, skip that paragraph, but I promise it's very minor.
Thanks to Zeppo V.20 and H Louise.
The depth of a lie ******************
Chapter 3: Driven to the edge
Chapter 3: Driven to the edge.
Paris sat in the mess hall, eating his soup waiting for B'Elanna to come. The mess hall doors opened and Knight came in with Casey as usual. They walked over to the table Paris was sitting at, and sat down.
"Yes?" Paris said in a neutral tone. Even though Paris didn't admit it, he liked the agents; they were the closest things he had to real friends. Sure he had friends in the Alpha Quadrant, other agents and that, but out here, all his friends were projects and he was always acting to them, pretending to be Tom never Paris, always Tom, but now he could be Paris again for four hours in the early morning. And after six years of only Tom, it was a change to be himself for once.
"Can me, Casey, and all of us go to the party in the other holodeck tonight instead of well, training?" Knight said hopefully, looking at Paris. She would never tell him that the only reason she wanted to go was because, she wanted to watch him interact with the crew, or Tom interact with the crew. She realised that if she was going to figure out Paris, she would need to see him as Tom first, and a party was a great opportunity.
"It would be good for making project friends, and if we don't go it will look suspicious," Casey said looking into Paris eyes in a pleading way. The agents weren't scared of Paris anymore, he was a lot like them in ways, but he wasn't as strict as they thought he would be.
"Ok, I was going to let you go any way to interact with the crew, also it would be too dangerous to be training in the next holodeck," Paris said, as if it was no big deal. But it was, Paris wasn't keen on the thought of being Tom for a night, when he was getting used to being Paris again, but he could pull it off all he had to do is be Tom.
*Easy* Tom thought, watching, Knight and Casey walk away. *Real easy*
****
"We're in Knight" said as she sat down by Turner
"This is a perfect chance, to choose our act," Turner said in thinking about what personality, he was going to be.
"Among over things of course," Knight said getting the other agents attention.
"What are you planning Knight?" Davis said in an accusing voice.
"Nothing that concerns you," Knight whispered loudly to the other agents then turned her back to them and went out of the door, with a proud look on her face.
"We'd better keep an eye on her," Turner said looking at the door, which had just slammed closed, with Knight's departure. Casey got up to follow Knight; she needed to know what this was all about.
****
Paris walked into his quarters, and sat down on his chair. He watched the stars fly by the window, Going at warp speed, always took his mind off things. He was worried about tonight, and he hadn't been worried in a long time. It wasn't because he couldn't be Tom anymore; he had been playing the part for over 6 years, but that he had almost turned into Tom completely. Some days he used to forget he was acting. Now he was reminded, who he was, what he did, why he did it, and it reminded him that, for everyday he'd been here, on this ship, he had lied, and now that thought was eating away at him, staying fresh in his mind, with no plan of leaving. Then it hit him all of a sudden, he wasn't Tom, but he wished he were.
****
Knight waited outside the bedroom for Casey, they were due at the party in 10 minutes and Casey still wasn't ready. Out of all of the agents, Knight had grown closest to Casey, she was like her little sister, but she didn't want to think about what she had left behind, what they had all left behind. Their families didn't even know they were in the Delta Quadrant.
*No I mustn't think about that, the S.E.F have entrusted us to gather information from the Delta Quadrant, it will give them an advantage. We are out here, because we are the best, they trust us. * Knight thought as she squeezed her eyes shut, and held her head. Opening her eyes she stood up straight. *I'll make it. *
****
Paris walked into the party with B'Elanna on his arm, it was Ensign Watson's birthday party. It was set on a beach, it was night and there were tables and chairs, with lights that shone around the area. Music hummed quietly in the background, over ruled by the talking, and laughing, of the crew. Paris suddenly felt out of place, none of the people in this room had lied, had pretended to be someone they weren't. They hadn't tricked friends into trusting someone's charade of a life.
"Tom, B'Elanna, over here," Harry shouted, who was standing with Neelix, the Captain and the Commander, they started to walk over to them, B'Elanna smiling.
*Tom fitted in perfectly here* Tom thought greeting them with a smile, *Paris didn't*
****
Knight and Casey walked into the already crowded room and searched for Paris, she saw him, standing, laughing, and having fun with the other Voyager crewmembers.
"Damn." Casey said turning around to face the door, that they had just this minute, come through, " I forgot my necklace."
"So," Knight said to her in a laid back attitude.
"It's my good luck charm, I'll have bad luck if I'm not wearing it, I never go any where without it, till today, of course," Casey said biting her lower lip.
"You and your stupid superstition, go and get it then," Knight said pointing at the door. Casey almost ran out, Knight turned around with a smile on her face."
*That girl! *Casey thought, turning around to watch Paris socialise.
****
The creature, slowly made its way up the decks of the ship, watching people pass and go around him, it sat, waiting for an opportunity to catch its prey. And then its prey was in front of him, unaware, he would never see tomorrow.
****
Casey rushed out of the turbolift, in to an empty corridor, she had no time to think, and she wanted to get back to the party. She rushed along the corridor and could see her quarters as she turned the corner; she was only five meters away from the door when she slipped. Casey got up, thinking how she would tell Knight that she had slipped when she didn't have her necklace on. Not really bothered and too entranced to see what she slipped on she continued on her way to her quarters.
*Who would spill some water and leave it there* Casey thought, lifting up her hands to wipe them on her top. Suddenly Casey stopped. Looking at her hands covered in thick red blood, which was already drying on her shaking hands. She turned around, her hands still out in front of her, the blood dripping on to the already coated floor, her eyes slowly followed the blood puddle, which started at her feet, she knew what she was going to see, and even tried to prepare herself. The blood went around the corridor, Casey didn't want to follow it, but she had to. Her eyes caught a glimpse of a bloody hand, her lower lip shaking violently, the rest of her body copying it, as her eyes continued up the arm and on to the exposed chest. She took in a sharp breath. She realised this man had been devoured. Casey held her bloody hand up to her mouth, in utter shock, as her eyes reached the man's head, his eyes fully open, with a terrified look on his face, which would never go away. Tears cascaded down Casey's face, as she broke her eyes away from the traumatising sight. She looked down at her hands one more time, and without thinking, ran into her quarters. Her only thought was to get the deep red blood off her hands.
****
Paris was talking to Janeway, when he noticed Casey come in. He wouldn't have been bothered if he'd noticed a glimpse of shock in her eyes. He carried on talking to Janeway, but keeping an eye on Casey, hoping to discover whatever it was she was upset about.
****
Casey walked around the holodeck, looking for someone to tell, she had cleaned herself of all the blood; she was a new comer, they may blame her if she had blood-covered clothes. She needed to tell someone, and now. When she had walked out of her room, the body hadn't moved everyone would still be at the party or on duty. She looked around in desperation, thinking over her training, but it was different in real life, the man was really dead, and the creature that did it was real, and on the ship. They tried to prepare you for this at the S.E.F, but nothing could ever prepare you for what happened to that man. Her brown eyes, caught blue eyes, she had to tell Paris. Casey turned around to face the blue eyes and started walking up to him with a mask on her face, trying to hide her fear, but she was never any good at that. Casey felt like she was going to burst into tears, right here, right now, but she knew she couldn't, she was an agent, that meant no tears and no emotions. She didn't want to be weak in front of Paris, of all people. He probably wouldn't mind it was a traumatic sight, but she still didn't want him to see her like this. She walked right up to Paris; he turned and looked her in the eye.
*Tell him* Casey thought opening her mouth, ready to speak. *You must tell him, now*
****
Paris turned around and saw dark, brown eyes staring back at him. Casey eyes were full of fear, red circles, clearly marked the tears, which had fell not long ago. Her mouth parted, but nothing followed. Paris could see a layer of water forming over her eyes.
"Casey," he said, looking down at her. "What's the matter?" Paris asked questioningly. By now they had gathered some attention, Janeway's included. Janeway had left it to long, she stepped forward to get involved.
"Why don't you come with me, to my ready room, we can chat," Janeway said touching her arm, trying to comfort her. As soon as Janeway's hand reached her arm, she noticeably flinched, and quickly regretted it, as now people were really starting to crowd around, to see what was going on. Casey could see Paris, looking for some way to escape the crowd. Janeway looked at the girl, with a caring look on her face.
*She's distraught, I've got to talk to her alone* Janeway thought leading her slowly away from the crowd.
****
Paris saw Janeway leading the helpless girl, out of the holodeck. He couldn't let her talk to Janeway in this state, he had to get her to calm down, and tell him what happened. By now they had just walked out of the door, he could catch up with them, if he got going now. Paris quickly made his way out of the Holodeck, in search of his agent.
****
Janeway closed the door of the turbolift, She thought see had seen someone running after them, wanting to get into the turbolift, but the door had closed. Who ever it was, would have to get the next one. Janeway looked at the girl, and a girl she was. Casey was her name, and she was the youngest of the newcomers. Janeway looked in her dark eyes, they were still glazed over with water, and she looked like she was going to burst into tears at any moment, but she didn't, she just stood straight, using all of her concentration to control her tears.
*Poor girl, hope we find out what the matter is. *
****
Paris ran around the corner, just in time to see the doors of the turbolift close. He had to get there and fast. If he ran down the corridor, he could get the turbolift to the Quarters, then get the other turbolift to the bridge; it would be a lot quicker than waiting for another turbolift. Paris turned and ran down the hall, wondering why Casey was in such a state. Little did Paris know he was about to find out?
****
Casey walked on to the bridge, and followed Janeway into her ready room. She felt like she was going to burst out crying. Casey sat down in the chair, opposite Janeway. Janeway looked at her with caring eyes. Casey felt a tear slide down her face, followed by many more, she couldn't keep a secret as big as this one, and she had to tell someone. The body had driven her over the edge. Casey felt more tears, which had been waiting to fall, drop down her cheeks. She saw Janeway move towards her, trying to calm her down. Casey's head shot up, her eyes red with falling tears.
*I have to tell someone that I'm not who they think, * Casey thought her mouth opening in order to speak. *I have to tell someone now. *
****
Paris jogged on to the Quarters deck and neared the turbolift when something caught his eye. A body with a deathly white face stared at him. He was shocked, and he guessed this must have been what Casey was upset over. He walked closer, studying the dead crewman. He had been eaten, but by what? Paris looked at the corpse more closely. Paris's face went white, he knew the creature that had done this, and he knew it very well.
****
The creature paused, as a man stood, looking over the body, which no longer put up a fight. He recognised the human's features. He walked up behind the man, waiting for the right time to go in for the kill. The man turned around, he did not look shocked to see the creature, and instead he looked him dead in the eye. The creature didn't know much about him, but he did know to stay away from this one, this one was dangerous.
****
Well, that's the third chapter, as you can probably tell its not finished, nowhere near. It's going to get exciting, more violence, emotion outbursts and secrets will be coming very soon. Liked it review it, I've only go a couple, or e-mail me with pointers or even things you would like to happen, as long as it is not to drastic. Someone asked me about the P/T relationship in this story and if it does exist, I am happy to say that the P/T relationship isn't ignored, I can't give away too much but, there's still hope.
Review, Review, Review!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rating: PG-13 to be on the safe side, but if you really wants to read it. I'm not stopping you, it's only Pg-13 cause of violence death, angst and all that stuff.
Summary; Tom Paris is not who he appears to be, he is an agent for the S.E.F (Special Elite forces) When he is sent 10 fresh new agents to train, it is a matter of time before the cover breaks, but that is not all which is on their mind.
Chapter 3 of???? A lot though but I don't know exactly. I will post as quickly as I can. Plus this is a series so if you like it and more with the Tom is an agent the next chapter is coming SOON!!! Reviews, Reviews, Reviews. Get the hint?
I thought I'd better tell you that there is a tiny bit of the story, which evolves a description of a devoured corpse, it's not that bad, just if you don't like that, skip that paragraph, but I promise it's very minor.
Thanks to Zeppo V.20 and H Louise.
The depth of a lie ******************
Chapter 3: Driven to the edge
Chapter 3: Driven to the edge.
Paris sat in the mess hall, eating his soup waiting for B'Elanna to come. The mess hall doors opened and Knight came in with Casey as usual. They walked over to the table Paris was sitting at, and sat down.
"Yes?" Paris said in a neutral tone. Even though Paris didn't admit it, he liked the agents; they were the closest things he had to real friends. Sure he had friends in the Alpha Quadrant, other agents and that, but out here, all his friends were projects and he was always acting to them, pretending to be Tom never Paris, always Tom, but now he could be Paris again for four hours in the early morning. And after six years of only Tom, it was a change to be himself for once.
"Can me, Casey, and all of us go to the party in the other holodeck tonight instead of well, training?" Knight said hopefully, looking at Paris. She would never tell him that the only reason she wanted to go was because, she wanted to watch him interact with the crew, or Tom interact with the crew. She realised that if she was going to figure out Paris, she would need to see him as Tom first, and a party was a great opportunity.
"It would be good for making project friends, and if we don't go it will look suspicious," Casey said looking into Paris eyes in a pleading way. The agents weren't scared of Paris anymore, he was a lot like them in ways, but he wasn't as strict as they thought he would be.
"Ok, I was going to let you go any way to interact with the crew, also it would be too dangerous to be training in the next holodeck," Paris said, as if it was no big deal. But it was, Paris wasn't keen on the thought of being Tom for a night, when he was getting used to being Paris again, but he could pull it off all he had to do is be Tom.
*Easy* Tom thought, watching, Knight and Casey walk away. *Real easy*
****
"We're in Knight" said as she sat down by Turner
"This is a perfect chance, to choose our act," Turner said in thinking about what personality, he was going to be.
"Among over things of course," Knight said getting the other agents attention.
"What are you planning Knight?" Davis said in an accusing voice.
"Nothing that concerns you," Knight whispered loudly to the other agents then turned her back to them and went out of the door, with a proud look on her face.
"We'd better keep an eye on her," Turner said looking at the door, which had just slammed closed, with Knight's departure. Casey got up to follow Knight; she needed to know what this was all about.
****
Paris walked into his quarters, and sat down on his chair. He watched the stars fly by the window, Going at warp speed, always took his mind off things. He was worried about tonight, and he hadn't been worried in a long time. It wasn't because he couldn't be Tom anymore; he had been playing the part for over 6 years, but that he had almost turned into Tom completely. Some days he used to forget he was acting. Now he was reminded, who he was, what he did, why he did it, and it reminded him that, for everyday he'd been here, on this ship, he had lied, and now that thought was eating away at him, staying fresh in his mind, with no plan of leaving. Then it hit him all of a sudden, he wasn't Tom, but he wished he were.
****
Knight waited outside the bedroom for Casey, they were due at the party in 10 minutes and Casey still wasn't ready. Out of all of the agents, Knight had grown closest to Casey, she was like her little sister, but she didn't want to think about what she had left behind, what they had all left behind. Their families didn't even know they were in the Delta Quadrant.
*No I mustn't think about that, the S.E.F have entrusted us to gather information from the Delta Quadrant, it will give them an advantage. We are out here, because we are the best, they trust us. * Knight thought as she squeezed her eyes shut, and held her head. Opening her eyes she stood up straight. *I'll make it. *
****
Paris walked into the party with B'Elanna on his arm, it was Ensign Watson's birthday party. It was set on a beach, it was night and there were tables and chairs, with lights that shone around the area. Music hummed quietly in the background, over ruled by the talking, and laughing, of the crew. Paris suddenly felt out of place, none of the people in this room had lied, had pretended to be someone they weren't. They hadn't tricked friends into trusting someone's charade of a life.
"Tom, B'Elanna, over here," Harry shouted, who was standing with Neelix, the Captain and the Commander, they started to walk over to them, B'Elanna smiling.
*Tom fitted in perfectly here* Tom thought greeting them with a smile, *Paris didn't*
****
Knight and Casey walked into the already crowded room and searched for Paris, she saw him, standing, laughing, and having fun with the other Voyager crewmembers.
"Damn." Casey said turning around to face the door, that they had just this minute, come through, " I forgot my necklace."
"So," Knight said to her in a laid back attitude.
"It's my good luck charm, I'll have bad luck if I'm not wearing it, I never go any where without it, till today, of course," Casey said biting her lower lip.
"You and your stupid superstition, go and get it then," Knight said pointing at the door. Casey almost ran out, Knight turned around with a smile on her face."
*That girl! *Casey thought, turning around to watch Paris socialise.
****
The creature, slowly made its way up the decks of the ship, watching people pass and go around him, it sat, waiting for an opportunity to catch its prey. And then its prey was in front of him, unaware, he would never see tomorrow.
****
Casey rushed out of the turbolift, in to an empty corridor, she had no time to think, and she wanted to get back to the party. She rushed along the corridor and could see her quarters as she turned the corner; she was only five meters away from the door when she slipped. Casey got up, thinking how she would tell Knight that she had slipped when she didn't have her necklace on. Not really bothered and too entranced to see what she slipped on she continued on her way to her quarters.
*Who would spill some water and leave it there* Casey thought, lifting up her hands to wipe them on her top. Suddenly Casey stopped. Looking at her hands covered in thick red blood, which was already drying on her shaking hands. She turned around, her hands still out in front of her, the blood dripping on to the already coated floor, her eyes slowly followed the blood puddle, which started at her feet, she knew what she was going to see, and even tried to prepare herself. The blood went around the corridor, Casey didn't want to follow it, but she had to. Her eyes caught a glimpse of a bloody hand, her lower lip shaking violently, the rest of her body copying it, as her eyes continued up the arm and on to the exposed chest. She took in a sharp breath. She realised this man had been devoured. Casey held her bloody hand up to her mouth, in utter shock, as her eyes reached the man's head, his eyes fully open, with a terrified look on his face, which would never go away. Tears cascaded down Casey's face, as she broke her eyes away from the traumatising sight. She looked down at her hands one more time, and without thinking, ran into her quarters. Her only thought was to get the deep red blood off her hands.
****
Paris was talking to Janeway, when he noticed Casey come in. He wouldn't have been bothered if he'd noticed a glimpse of shock in her eyes. He carried on talking to Janeway, but keeping an eye on Casey, hoping to discover whatever it was she was upset about.
****
Casey walked around the holodeck, looking for someone to tell, she had cleaned herself of all the blood; she was a new comer, they may blame her if she had blood-covered clothes. She needed to tell someone, and now. When she had walked out of her room, the body hadn't moved everyone would still be at the party or on duty. She looked around in desperation, thinking over her training, but it was different in real life, the man was really dead, and the creature that did it was real, and on the ship. They tried to prepare you for this at the S.E.F, but nothing could ever prepare you for what happened to that man. Her brown eyes, caught blue eyes, she had to tell Paris. Casey turned around to face the blue eyes and started walking up to him with a mask on her face, trying to hide her fear, but she was never any good at that. Casey felt like she was going to burst into tears, right here, right now, but she knew she couldn't, she was an agent, that meant no tears and no emotions. She didn't want to be weak in front of Paris, of all people. He probably wouldn't mind it was a traumatic sight, but she still didn't want him to see her like this. She walked right up to Paris; he turned and looked her in the eye.
*Tell him* Casey thought opening her mouth, ready to speak. *You must tell him, now*
****
Paris turned around and saw dark, brown eyes staring back at him. Casey eyes were full of fear, red circles, clearly marked the tears, which had fell not long ago. Her mouth parted, but nothing followed. Paris could see a layer of water forming over her eyes.
"Casey," he said, looking down at her. "What's the matter?" Paris asked questioningly. By now they had gathered some attention, Janeway's included. Janeway had left it to long, she stepped forward to get involved.
"Why don't you come with me, to my ready room, we can chat," Janeway said touching her arm, trying to comfort her. As soon as Janeway's hand reached her arm, she noticeably flinched, and quickly regretted it, as now people were really starting to crowd around, to see what was going on. Casey could see Paris, looking for some way to escape the crowd. Janeway looked at the girl, with a caring look on her face.
*She's distraught, I've got to talk to her alone* Janeway thought leading her slowly away from the crowd.
****
Paris saw Janeway leading the helpless girl, out of the holodeck. He couldn't let her talk to Janeway in this state, he had to get her to calm down, and tell him what happened. By now they had just walked out of the door, he could catch up with them, if he got going now. Paris quickly made his way out of the Holodeck, in search of his agent.
****
Janeway closed the door of the turbolift, She thought see had seen someone running after them, wanting to get into the turbolift, but the door had closed. Who ever it was, would have to get the next one. Janeway looked at the girl, and a girl she was. Casey was her name, and she was the youngest of the newcomers. Janeway looked in her dark eyes, they were still glazed over with water, and she looked like she was going to burst into tears at any moment, but she didn't, she just stood straight, using all of her concentration to control her tears.
*Poor girl, hope we find out what the matter is. *
****
Paris ran around the corner, just in time to see the doors of the turbolift close. He had to get there and fast. If he ran down the corridor, he could get the turbolift to the Quarters, then get the other turbolift to the bridge; it would be a lot quicker than waiting for another turbolift. Paris turned and ran down the hall, wondering why Casey was in such a state. Little did Paris know he was about to find out?
****
Casey walked on to the bridge, and followed Janeway into her ready room. She felt like she was going to burst out crying. Casey sat down in the chair, opposite Janeway. Janeway looked at her with caring eyes. Casey felt a tear slide down her face, followed by many more, she couldn't keep a secret as big as this one, and she had to tell someone. The body had driven her over the edge. Casey felt more tears, which had been waiting to fall, drop down her cheeks. She saw Janeway move towards her, trying to calm her down. Casey's head shot up, her eyes red with falling tears.
*I have to tell someone that I'm not who they think, * Casey thought her mouth opening in order to speak. *I have to tell someone now. *
****
Paris jogged on to the Quarters deck and neared the turbolift when something caught his eye. A body with a deathly white face stared at him. He was shocked, and he guessed this must have been what Casey was upset over. He walked closer, studying the dead crewman. He had been eaten, but by what? Paris looked at the corpse more closely. Paris's face went white, he knew the creature that had done this, and he knew it very well.
****
The creature paused, as a man stood, looking over the body, which no longer put up a fight. He recognised the human's features. He walked up behind the man, waiting for the right time to go in for the kill. The man turned around, he did not look shocked to see the creature, and instead he looked him dead in the eye. The creature didn't know much about him, but he did know to stay away from this one, this one was dangerous.
****
Well, that's the third chapter, as you can probably tell its not finished, nowhere near. It's going to get exciting, more violence, emotion outbursts and secrets will be coming very soon. Liked it review it, I've only go a couple, or e-mail me with pointers or even things you would like to happen, as long as it is not to drastic. Someone asked me about the P/T relationship in this story and if it does exist, I am happy to say that the P/T relationship isn't ignored, I can't give away too much but, there's still hope.
Review, Review, Review!!!!!!!!!!!!!