"How did it go?" Luther asked, somewhat sharply.
Torros smiled slightly. "Good, I believe. I think she just might join."
"Good. Very good. How much did you tell her?"
"Practically nothing, just that we're a 'special', 'elite', division of the
Federation."
"Good. When will she decide?"
"She will tell us when she gets to DS9. I thought that I would wait for her
there. She's leaving tomorrow, arriving this time next week."
"Good. Oh, Torros, one more thing. Caine survived his little trip."
"Bugger."
"Yes."
Torros frowned. "What are we going to do about it?"
"I believe we promised a promotion." Luther replied calmly.
"A promotion?! We sent the man to die!"
Sloan tilted his head. "Are you questioning me, Lieutenant?" Even though
Torros was a captain by Starfleet standards, he was only a Lieutenant to
Section 31, while Sloan was a Starfleet Commander, he was a Section 31
Admiral, or the equivalent of.
"No sir, of course not. I was. merely suggesting you reconsider." Torros
ground out quickly.
"Hmm. he is a dilemma, but we can't fall behind with our Mr. Bashir. We
will deal with Horatio later."
"Yes, sir." Torros agreed.
"For now we'll keep com silence." Luther smiled. "We don't want to look too
suspicious, do we?"
"No, sir."
Luther terminated the link, laughing silently to himself.
---
"We are approaching Deep Space Nine. All passengers that are to get off are to go to your nearest airlock with all luggage. Anything left behind you will most likely not see again before it's auction." Ferengi passenger shuttles. Who invented these things? Calleigh thought wryly as she listened to the Captain's droning voice. She picked up her bag, slinging it over her right shoulder, and stepped into the airlock. As the doors opened she saw Captain Torros waiting for her. "Hello Ensign. I thought I'd show you to your new quarters." She searched his face. "Yes, sir." She replied eventually, though she shook her head when he offered to hold her bags. Something about him just didn't seem right. He led her through a complex maze of corridors until he stopped in front of a door. "Here you are." He announced, though Calleigh thought he was being a little overly dramatic. "Only you can enter first." He explained as he waited for her to go in. "Oh, okay then." As soon as the doors were closed he turned to her. "Have you decided?" He demanded. She was taken aback by his sudden change in attitude. "No, as a matter of fact, I haven't." She retorted. It was true, though she was pretty sure she would join. "Why not? I told you to be ready by now." "You didn't exactly give me all the facts!" His eyes narrowed. "What facts?" "You think I'm stupid? I can read you know. And run searches. There wasn't much, and what there was didn't tell me very much, and that in itself was a significant point. What are you guys hiding?" Torros took a menacing step towards her. "Look, girl, you don't need to know 'all the facts' about us, and you won't know 'all the facts', until we can trust you." "And how will you know that exactly, 'Captain'?" Vincent Torros smiled. "Oh, a series of different tests etcetera." "I see." Calleigh thought for a moment. "Wait a minute. Something isn't right. Commander Sloan! That's it! He's part of this 'Section 31' organization, isn't he?" "Oh, and how did you come by that conclusion, Ensign?" "He didn't know where I was posted, but he knew why I was majoring in, even though I was out of uniform and I'd never met him before." "And because of that he works for us?" "Oh, and the way your left cheek twitched when I said that. If you're such a good spy I wouldn't think you would twitch every time I said something that you were trying to hide." Vincent grinned. "See why we need you?" "When would this 'testing' start?" "Oh, not yet. We have a little mission for you first." Calleigh smirked. "How did I guess you were going to say that? So, I'm guessing it has something to do with Julian Bashir." Torros blinked. "Okay, how did you know that one?" "Commander Sloan mentioned him when I spoke to him earlier. He had a look in his eye." "What kind of look?" Vincent asked, curious about this girl that seemed to pick up the most minute things about people. She looked down. "Never mind." She turned her back on him and started to unpack her belongings. Almost as an afterthought she turned her head back toward him. "The exit's that way." She said, nodding to the door. "I'll contact you later." For once in his life Vincent was unsure of how to reply. "Yeh, sure thing kid." He watched her for a second, then turned and walked out. --- "Alright Jabara, I'm on break, alright?" "About time, Doctor. Where can I reach you?" He smiled. "My COM badge?" He suggested, walking to the door. "Very funny doctor. Where will you be?" "At Quark's. Miles and I have finally convinced Quark to put a dart board in." "That is fascinating, Doctor. Now get out of here!" "Alright, alright. Though I didn't finish that report-" he trailed off and started back to his desk. "Doctor! Out, now! You've been here for a double shift already!" He raised his hands in surrender and left, muttering about pushy nurses and shifts that were too short. "Hey Julian." Miles said as he joined his friend. "Oh, hello Miles. How was your day?" "Oh, you know. Repair a conduit here, fix a replicator there. life of an engineer, really." Julian laughed softly. "So when are you getting that new nurse?" Miles asked as they picked up their darts. "Uh, she starts on tomorrow. I'll work with her on her first few shifts, then Jabara will teach her a few things before she starts on a full schedule." "Is that the way things are usually run?" Miles asked, curious. "Hmm. not in general, but she is fresh out of the Academy, so Commander Sisko thought it would be better for her to go in easy." "Fair enough." Miles said, tossing the first dart.
"We are approaching Deep Space Nine. All passengers that are to get off are to go to your nearest airlock with all luggage. Anything left behind you will most likely not see again before it's auction." Ferengi passenger shuttles. Who invented these things? Calleigh thought wryly as she listened to the Captain's droning voice. She picked up her bag, slinging it over her right shoulder, and stepped into the airlock. As the doors opened she saw Captain Torros waiting for her. "Hello Ensign. I thought I'd show you to your new quarters." She searched his face. "Yes, sir." She replied eventually, though she shook her head when he offered to hold her bags. Something about him just didn't seem right. He led her through a complex maze of corridors until he stopped in front of a door. "Here you are." He announced, though Calleigh thought he was being a little overly dramatic. "Only you can enter first." He explained as he waited for her to go in. "Oh, okay then." As soon as the doors were closed he turned to her. "Have you decided?" He demanded. She was taken aback by his sudden change in attitude. "No, as a matter of fact, I haven't." She retorted. It was true, though she was pretty sure she would join. "Why not? I told you to be ready by now." "You didn't exactly give me all the facts!" His eyes narrowed. "What facts?" "You think I'm stupid? I can read you know. And run searches. There wasn't much, and what there was didn't tell me very much, and that in itself was a significant point. What are you guys hiding?" Torros took a menacing step towards her. "Look, girl, you don't need to know 'all the facts' about us, and you won't know 'all the facts', until we can trust you." "And how will you know that exactly, 'Captain'?" Vincent Torros smiled. "Oh, a series of different tests etcetera." "I see." Calleigh thought for a moment. "Wait a minute. Something isn't right. Commander Sloan! That's it! He's part of this 'Section 31' organization, isn't he?" "Oh, and how did you come by that conclusion, Ensign?" "He didn't know where I was posted, but he knew why I was majoring in, even though I was out of uniform and I'd never met him before." "And because of that he works for us?" "Oh, and the way your left cheek twitched when I said that. If you're such a good spy I wouldn't think you would twitch every time I said something that you were trying to hide." Vincent grinned. "See why we need you?" "When would this 'testing' start?" "Oh, not yet. We have a little mission for you first." Calleigh smirked. "How did I guess you were going to say that? So, I'm guessing it has something to do with Julian Bashir." Torros blinked. "Okay, how did you know that one?" "Commander Sloan mentioned him when I spoke to him earlier. He had a look in his eye." "What kind of look?" Vincent asked, curious about this girl that seemed to pick up the most minute things about people. She looked down. "Never mind." She turned her back on him and started to unpack her belongings. Almost as an afterthought she turned her head back toward him. "The exit's that way." She said, nodding to the door. "I'll contact you later." For once in his life Vincent was unsure of how to reply. "Yeh, sure thing kid." He watched her for a second, then turned and walked out. --- "Alright Jabara, I'm on break, alright?" "About time, Doctor. Where can I reach you?" He smiled. "My COM badge?" He suggested, walking to the door. "Very funny doctor. Where will you be?" "At Quark's. Miles and I have finally convinced Quark to put a dart board in." "That is fascinating, Doctor. Now get out of here!" "Alright, alright. Though I didn't finish that report-" he trailed off and started back to his desk. "Doctor! Out, now! You've been here for a double shift already!" He raised his hands in surrender and left, muttering about pushy nurses and shifts that were too short. "Hey Julian." Miles said as he joined his friend. "Oh, hello Miles. How was your day?" "Oh, you know. Repair a conduit here, fix a replicator there. life of an engineer, really." Julian laughed softly. "So when are you getting that new nurse?" Miles asked as they picked up their darts. "Uh, she starts on tomorrow. I'll work with her on her first few shifts, then Jabara will teach her a few things before she starts on a full schedule." "Is that the way things are usually run?" Miles asked, curious. "Hmm. not in general, but she is fresh out of the Academy, so Commander Sisko thought it would be better for her to go in easy." "Fair enough." Miles said, tossing the first dart.