Holby: the Next Generation.
A Holby & Star Trek crossover story
CHAPTER SEVEN
The Sub-Commander tried not to flinch as he handed over the message he'd been given to the commander of the Tal'Shiar. He was only the courier after all, and had no knowledge of the information he'd carried post haste from his ship, the Raven'swing. Gathering that information had cost fully half the ships crew their lives, and they'd battled some of the worst ion storms Tolyth had ever seen, to return to Romulus space. But he knew that even that wouldn't stop the commander from ordering his execution even carrying out the sentence himself if the contents of the data-chip displeased him.
Tolyth drew a breath and stood to attention as the commander inserted the chip into his reader. Better to face death, if it came with a warrior's pride, then with a coward's stance.
The commander reviewed the information silently, and allowed a small grimace of satisfaction to spread across his face. Yes the data was all there, names, places, dates and times. With the information now in his grasp, he could crush the accursed Federation once and for all. In fact it would be so simple; it'd almost be child's play!
Thoughtfully the commander switched off the reader and turned to the Sub- commander. "Do you know the information that you carry?" he asked almost idly, taking the chip and turning it thoughtfully over in his fingers, the backup systems in the reader would have automatically made a copy of the file as he'd accessed it.
"No commander. The chip was sealed and marked for your eyes only?"
"And you've shown this to no one?"
Tolyth fought down the urge to swallow. "No commander. As you can see, the seal was unbroken when I handed it to you. I have come direct from the Ravens'wing as I was bidden."
The commander nodded as if in thought. "Pity," he remarked conversationally. "I've always thought that a man should know the information that he was about to die for!"
A Holby & Star Trek crossover story
CHAPTER SEVEN
The Sub-Commander tried not to flinch as he handed over the message he'd been given to the commander of the Tal'Shiar. He was only the courier after all, and had no knowledge of the information he'd carried post haste from his ship, the Raven'swing. Gathering that information had cost fully half the ships crew their lives, and they'd battled some of the worst ion storms Tolyth had ever seen, to return to Romulus space. But he knew that even that wouldn't stop the commander from ordering his execution even carrying out the sentence himself if the contents of the data-chip displeased him.
Tolyth drew a breath and stood to attention as the commander inserted the chip into his reader. Better to face death, if it came with a warrior's pride, then with a coward's stance.
The commander reviewed the information silently, and allowed a small grimace of satisfaction to spread across his face. Yes the data was all there, names, places, dates and times. With the information now in his grasp, he could crush the accursed Federation once and for all. In fact it would be so simple; it'd almost be child's play!
Thoughtfully the commander switched off the reader and turned to the Sub- commander. "Do you know the information that you carry?" he asked almost idly, taking the chip and turning it thoughtfully over in his fingers, the backup systems in the reader would have automatically made a copy of the file as he'd accessed it.
"No commander. The chip was sealed and marked for your eyes only?"
"And you've shown this to no one?"
Tolyth fought down the urge to swallow. "No commander. As you can see, the seal was unbroken when I handed it to you. I have come direct from the Ravens'wing as I was bidden."
The commander nodded as if in thought. "Pity," he remarked conversationally. "I've always thought that a man should know the information that he was about to die for!"