Hello all again. I'm back with the newest installment of my fiction.
Check the earlier chapters for some minor updates.
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Vash, Meryl, Knives, Milly, and Rem were waiting in the briefing room. Each of them was looking out of the windows at the planet below them as they waited for the Enterprise's officers to come in.
"Why do you think they wanted to meet with us again?" Meryl asked aloud. She had been absent for the meetings before. "And why all of us?"
"Maybe they want to have dinner here!" Milly shouted. Her ability to underestimate the situation was still there. "Or maybe they want us to go with them."
Knives looked at her. "We are inferior technologically. Why would they want us to go with them? It would serve no purpose."
"Would we get to fly around space daddy?" Rem chimed in. Her youth still granted her the ability to forget about any other circumstance.
"I don't know. They did say they wanted to study us some more." He suddenly cringed at the studies that he remembered from far too long ago.
"I don't think so." Knives responded. He knew what his brother was thinking about because he was thinking the same thing. "They don't need Plants for a power source. I read about their warp cores. They produce thousands of times more energy than the Plant angels could."
"But how do their warp cores work? Is it some other being that powers them?" Meryl asked. Her curiosity was beginning to over power her.
"No." Knives began. "They produce power from a matter/anti-matter reaction."
"What are matter and anti-matter?" Milly asked.
Vash understood why she didn't know what either of them was. He flashed back to the SEEDS ships remembering the theories about that sort of power and how the humans were never able to make it work. "Matter is what everything around us is. Anti-matter is the exact opposite. I think."
At that moment, Captain Picard and Councilor Troi entered the room.
"Thank you for coming. Please have a seat." Picard offered as he sat at the head of the table. Councilor Troi sat next to him. Vash, Meryl, and Rem sat on the side of the table opposite of Troi and Knives and Milly sat next to her.
"I'm sure you are wondering why we wanted to speak with you again." Troi began. "I can sense that you are all still a bit confused and amazed at what you have seen."
"Sense?" Vash was confused even more. "Are you telepathic like me and Knives?"
"Yes. I can sense other people emotions." Troi responded.
"So you can tell what our attitudes are?" Milly asked in her usual bubbly way.
"While this may be enlightening to you all, I want to come to the reason why I called you in here." Picard interrupted. With attention back on him he began again. "We have a certain law about interfering with developing cultures. It is our Prime Directive."
"And this matters how?" Knives asked. He did not understand what Picard was getting at quite yet.
"It matters because we have been put in an awkward position." Picard began choosing his next words carefully. "By allowing you all to see what we have, we have in a sense, violated that Directive."
"So your saving us broke one of your laws?" Meryl asked. After spending so many years working in Insurance, she could understand, to some extent, what was about to happen.
"No." Picard recovered. "We are also required to render assistance to person's in distress, as you were. But we are obligated to give you a choice in this matter."
"What choice?" Vash understood that his ticket to the future was blank. That he had countless choices at each road.
"One choice is that you can go back to your planet and disregard what you have seen here with us." Troi answered. She wanted the first choice to sink in first.
"Disregard?" Rem offered. She did not understand as fully as the adults did.
Troi looked at the girl. "It means that you can't speak about this to anyone. It may affect your future." She tried to explain it for the girl, but it was just too hard to explain.
Rem cast her eyes at the black table. She understood what it meant but not the why behind it.
"What is the other choice?" Vash asked. A part of him did not want to hear the answer.
Picard moved forward in his chair and spoke. "You can come with us and start a new life."
Those words hit everyone like a heard of Thomas. They were all shocked at the chance they had been given.
Picard noticed their shock. "I will give you four hours to decide. But we have to travel back through the wormhole soon." Picard paused for a moment and stood up. "I will come back for your decision." Both he and Troi left the room. The silence that followed was unbroken for the first ten minutes.
Knives was the first to break the silence. "We should go with them."
"And abandon everyone on Gunsmoke!" Vash exclaimed. "How could we live with ourselves?"
"How will we live with ourselves if we stay and know that there is more out there?" Milly responded. "How will people look at us if we mention any of this? Especially Rem!" Milly was uncharacteristically serious.
"Why do you want to go so bad Milly?" Knives asked. "Is your life on Gunsmoke really that bad?"
"I can get pudding whenever I want! That ever happens at the store." Good old Milly came back again.
"This sounds like the place we have been trying to create for so long. No wars. No stealing. Just peaceful days where people can live as people." Meryl added.
Vash was still reluctant. He seemed to be outnumbered three to one. "But look at this ship. It has many of the characteristics of a military. They all wear uniforms. Why would you need a military if there was no war?" He tried to reason something out.
"Think about me daddy!" Rem added. "I want to go!" She was so enthusiastic.
"Yes think about your daughter." Meryl began. She had come to the decision that she would do anything to stay on this ship. "Think about how many times we have moved her into another school because the others wouldn't accept her. This place is full of many different people."
"You're right." Vash realized the opportunity of the moment. "We can finally live in peace."
"I knew you would turn around Vash." Knives smirked. "Besides, now you can spread 'Love and Peace' around a whole new world."
"We should ask a couple of questions when they come back though." Milly stated.
"Like what?" Knives and Vash said in unison.
"One will come to me." Milly then smiled and leaned back in her chair.
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"It's been four hours." Picard announced to no one in particular. "Time to get their decision." He stood from his chair on the bridge and walked towards the Briefing Room.
'I hope they chose to go with us.' Picard thought. 'It will keep fleet off of my back for another controversial Prime Directive breach.'
As he walked through the doors, he caught them staring at the stars again. He wondered what could be going through their minds right now.
"Have you come to a decision?" Picard asked as he approached Vash.
"Almost, but can I ask a question?" Vash responded.
"Yes, always." Picard knew that there would be questions, there always were.
"Are there no wars in your galaxy?" Vash wanted to know if such a place existed. He believed that these people would be most likely to have that.
Picard dreaded that question the instant he heard it. The Dominion War was still being cleaned up. The reconstruction of Cardassia Prime was underway, but all diplomatic relations were unstable. His recent encounter with the So'Na was no better.
"We still have wars in our galaxy." Picard knew that the truth was the only answer. "We have just ended an interstellar war between all of the major powers. Reconstruction of the war zone is underway."
"So with all of this technology, you still can't create an Eden?" Vash was astounded that people this advanced would still fight each other.
"It is a complicated matter. We live in troubled times. We do everything we can to avoid it, but it happened. Does this change your minds?" Picard was concerned for them. They were about to choose between life on a dessert planet and life in a galaxy with unstable peace.
Meryl spoke before anyone could speak differently. "We want to go with you. I want to see a planet that isn't just dessert."
"I agree." Came Knives' reply.
"Me too!" Rem exclaimed.
"I go with Knives." Milly stated.
"I cannot leave my family. So I am going as well." Vash stated. He did not want to go to a place where wars were fought between ships like this one and others. The thoughts of the death that could be caused overwhelmed him.
"Very well. Picard to Bridge. Set a course for the wormhole and prepare to go home." Picard turned towards the doors. "You can join us on the bridge. But it will be a bumpy ride." Then he exited.
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The Enterprise turned towards the wormhole. It engaged its impulse engines and started to slip through the dark sky towards where the wormhole was. As the ship approached it, the burst of red, silver, and yellow light opened up.
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"The wormhole is beginning to draw us in sir." Data called out. The ship started to shake because the inertial dampeners could not keep up with the pounding.
"Don't fight it this time. Raise shields." Picard called. "Helm, take us home."
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Vash was watching the scenery pass them from his quarters. He was startled when the burst of light from the wormhole covered the window.
"Knives look!" He shouted. His brother turned his attention towards the window.
"That is the same light we saw on the way back to January." He responded. "We watched this ship come to our world." His awe was interrupted as the ship shook to one side abruptly. Knives and Vash fell to the floor.
"What's happening Daddy?" Rem called out. The girl was confused and afraid at this new development.
Vash regained his composure and stood back up. Looking out the window again, he saw a quick flash of particles around the ship. "The Captain said it would be a bumpy ride."
"That was more than just a bump Vash!" Meryl called out. She gripped the chair trying to brace herself for any more of these bumps.
"They have better technology." Knives started. "They are not invincible." As to emphasize his point, the ship jolted again. This one was harder than the last.
Vash and Knives found themselves being thrown to the floor again.
"Maybe we should just stay down until we get past the bumpy part!" Vash called out.
"Maybe this is how they travel through space. Maybe it is so bumpy that only a few people do it." Milly stated.
"The Captain said they have entire fleets of ships, Milly." Knives started. He waited until the most recent jolt allowed him time to speak gain. "I doubt that travel through space is this rough."
Everyone in the room looked towards the window as the bright lights disappeared and gave way to a black blanket and stars. The ship also stopped shuddering.
Vash started to stand again. "I think we are done with the rough parts."
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Sector 001 Sol System:
"Status report." Picard called out. The officers on the bridge had been ready for the rough ride. None of them had fallen from their station.
"We are back in Sector 001." Data called out.
"Tactical confirms." Worf said from behind.
"Helm set a course for Earth and engage at best speed." Picard called out.
"Damage report." Riker called out.
"Minimal sir. Engineering reports full power. No systems were damaged." Worf reported.
"You have the bridge Number 1. I'm going to check on our guests." Picard stood up and started for the turbo lift.
"Yes sir." Riker responded.
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The door chime sounded as Vash was trying to order more doughnuts from the replicator.
"Come in." He called at the door. He was still going over the many different flavors that the replicator was displaying for him.
Picard walked through the doors and noticed Vash at the replicator. He took a moment to see who else was in the room. He seen Meryl and Rem asleep on the bed.
"I'd like to welcome you all to Sector 001 of the Federation." Picard stated. Vash turned to face him on hearing the news.
"You mean we are here already?" He looked like he was about to start pouting.
"Yes. We should arrive at Earth within the next few hours." Picard stated.
"I thought you said that we were 700,000 light-years away from earth?" Vash asked. His attention taken away from his important business earlier.
"Yes I did. We traveled through what we call a wormhole. Some wormholes, like the one in orbit of your planet, have the ability to connect areas that are very distant. The 'rough ride' was from traveling back through the wormhole." Picard explained as he walked over to the replicator. "Doughnuts?"
"I was just ordering something to eat. Do you have any recommendations?" Vash asked as he remembered what he was doing.
"Yes I do." Picard grinned. He hadn't had a doughnut for a long time. "Computer, Krispy Kreme, Glazed, Hot."
Vash watched as the doughnuts appeared. He reached in, grabbing one of the pastries. He sniffed it quickly and took a bite.
"Wow, these are really good!" He exclaimed. The excitement in his voice carried to the bed where it woke Meryl up.
"Do you eat a lot of doughnuts?" Picard asked. He decided that they should talk about what Vash was going to do in the federation.
"Yes he eats a lot of them." Meryl spoke as she walked up. "You can't keep him away from them. Your replicator is the greatest thing he has ever seen." She walked up and stood next to Vash.
"The replicator rarely dos anything justice. Try the ones from Earth that are actually cooked." Picard joked. He could tell the sarcasm in Meryl's voice.
"Bridge to Picard." Riker called over the intercom. His voice had a bit of an edge to it.
"Picard here, go ahead Number 1."
"Starfleet transmitted an urgent message. They want us to go to Breen border." Riker said.
"Do they realize that we have a report to file with headquarters and drop off civilians?" Picard asked.
"I informed them of our situation. They said this takes priority."
"Set a course and engage at warp 9.5. Picard out." Picard turned back towards the couple in front of him. "Our trip to Earth is going to be delayed."
"We heard Captain. Who are the 'Breen'?" Vash asked. Concern laced his eyes and his voice.
"The Breen are one of the species we were fighting with. They probably want us to settle a territory dispute." Picard tried his best to comfort them.
"How long before we get to the border?" Meryl asked.
"A couple of days. The trip through the wormhole didn't damage us this time." Picard said.
"Why did it damage you last time?" Meryl was full of questions.
"We weren't ready for it." Picard checked the display on the viewer in the room. "If you'll excuse me, I need to send transmission to fleet." He started back out of the quarters.
"Will we be alright Captain?" Vash asked. He felt like he could do nothing.
"Yes of course." Picard turned back around as the doors opened. "Fate and luck protect young children and starships named Enterprise."
"What does that mean?" Meryl was confused. She didn't know why he would talk in riddles.
"You are aboard the Federation Flagship. We are the best in the fleet." He smiled and exited the room as the doors closed behind him.
"That was confusing." Vash scratched his head. "You'd think he expected a fight."
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More action for the trek side of the universe. And Vash has gotten himself into the middle of it. My small teaser from last time still applies. Will Vash find out how smart he really is? How will they live in this new world? Keep with me to find out.
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Vash, Meryl, Knives, Milly, and Rem were waiting in the briefing room. Each of them was looking out of the windows at the planet below them as they waited for the Enterprise's officers to come in.
"Why do you think they wanted to meet with us again?" Meryl asked aloud. She had been absent for the meetings before. "And why all of us?"
"Maybe they want to have dinner here!" Milly shouted. Her ability to underestimate the situation was still there. "Or maybe they want us to go with them."
Knives looked at her. "We are inferior technologically. Why would they want us to go with them? It would serve no purpose."
"Would we get to fly around space daddy?" Rem chimed in. Her youth still granted her the ability to forget about any other circumstance.
"I don't know. They did say they wanted to study us some more." He suddenly cringed at the studies that he remembered from far too long ago.
"I don't think so." Knives responded. He knew what his brother was thinking about because he was thinking the same thing. "They don't need Plants for a power source. I read about their warp cores. They produce thousands of times more energy than the Plant angels could."
"But how do their warp cores work? Is it some other being that powers them?" Meryl asked. Her curiosity was beginning to over power her.
"No." Knives began. "They produce power from a matter/anti-matter reaction."
"What are matter and anti-matter?" Milly asked.
Vash understood why she didn't know what either of them was. He flashed back to the SEEDS ships remembering the theories about that sort of power and how the humans were never able to make it work. "Matter is what everything around us is. Anti-matter is the exact opposite. I think."
At that moment, Captain Picard and Councilor Troi entered the room.
"Thank you for coming. Please have a seat." Picard offered as he sat at the head of the table. Councilor Troi sat next to him. Vash, Meryl, and Rem sat on the side of the table opposite of Troi and Knives and Milly sat next to her.
"I'm sure you are wondering why we wanted to speak with you again." Troi began. "I can sense that you are all still a bit confused and amazed at what you have seen."
"Sense?" Vash was confused even more. "Are you telepathic like me and Knives?"
"Yes. I can sense other people emotions." Troi responded.
"So you can tell what our attitudes are?" Milly asked in her usual bubbly way.
"While this may be enlightening to you all, I want to come to the reason why I called you in here." Picard interrupted. With attention back on him he began again. "We have a certain law about interfering with developing cultures. It is our Prime Directive."
"And this matters how?" Knives asked. He did not understand what Picard was getting at quite yet.
"It matters because we have been put in an awkward position." Picard began choosing his next words carefully. "By allowing you all to see what we have, we have in a sense, violated that Directive."
"So your saving us broke one of your laws?" Meryl asked. After spending so many years working in Insurance, she could understand, to some extent, what was about to happen.
"No." Picard recovered. "We are also required to render assistance to person's in distress, as you were. But we are obligated to give you a choice in this matter."
"What choice?" Vash understood that his ticket to the future was blank. That he had countless choices at each road.
"One choice is that you can go back to your planet and disregard what you have seen here with us." Troi answered. She wanted the first choice to sink in first.
"Disregard?" Rem offered. She did not understand as fully as the adults did.
Troi looked at the girl. "It means that you can't speak about this to anyone. It may affect your future." She tried to explain it for the girl, but it was just too hard to explain.
Rem cast her eyes at the black table. She understood what it meant but not the why behind it.
"What is the other choice?" Vash asked. A part of him did not want to hear the answer.
Picard moved forward in his chair and spoke. "You can come with us and start a new life."
Those words hit everyone like a heard of Thomas. They were all shocked at the chance they had been given.
Picard noticed their shock. "I will give you four hours to decide. But we have to travel back through the wormhole soon." Picard paused for a moment and stood up. "I will come back for your decision." Both he and Troi left the room. The silence that followed was unbroken for the first ten minutes.
Knives was the first to break the silence. "We should go with them."
"And abandon everyone on Gunsmoke!" Vash exclaimed. "How could we live with ourselves?"
"How will we live with ourselves if we stay and know that there is more out there?" Milly responded. "How will people look at us if we mention any of this? Especially Rem!" Milly was uncharacteristically serious.
"Why do you want to go so bad Milly?" Knives asked. "Is your life on Gunsmoke really that bad?"
"I can get pudding whenever I want! That ever happens at the store." Good old Milly came back again.
"This sounds like the place we have been trying to create for so long. No wars. No stealing. Just peaceful days where people can live as people." Meryl added.
Vash was still reluctant. He seemed to be outnumbered three to one. "But look at this ship. It has many of the characteristics of a military. They all wear uniforms. Why would you need a military if there was no war?" He tried to reason something out.
"Think about me daddy!" Rem added. "I want to go!" She was so enthusiastic.
"Yes think about your daughter." Meryl began. She had come to the decision that she would do anything to stay on this ship. "Think about how many times we have moved her into another school because the others wouldn't accept her. This place is full of many different people."
"You're right." Vash realized the opportunity of the moment. "We can finally live in peace."
"I knew you would turn around Vash." Knives smirked. "Besides, now you can spread 'Love and Peace' around a whole new world."
"We should ask a couple of questions when they come back though." Milly stated.
"Like what?" Knives and Vash said in unison.
"One will come to me." Milly then smiled and leaned back in her chair.
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"It's been four hours." Picard announced to no one in particular. "Time to get their decision." He stood from his chair on the bridge and walked towards the Briefing Room.
'I hope they chose to go with us.' Picard thought. 'It will keep fleet off of my back for another controversial Prime Directive breach.'
As he walked through the doors, he caught them staring at the stars again. He wondered what could be going through their minds right now.
"Have you come to a decision?" Picard asked as he approached Vash.
"Almost, but can I ask a question?" Vash responded.
"Yes, always." Picard knew that there would be questions, there always were.
"Are there no wars in your galaxy?" Vash wanted to know if such a place existed. He believed that these people would be most likely to have that.
Picard dreaded that question the instant he heard it. The Dominion War was still being cleaned up. The reconstruction of Cardassia Prime was underway, but all diplomatic relations were unstable. His recent encounter with the So'Na was no better.
"We still have wars in our galaxy." Picard knew that the truth was the only answer. "We have just ended an interstellar war between all of the major powers. Reconstruction of the war zone is underway."
"So with all of this technology, you still can't create an Eden?" Vash was astounded that people this advanced would still fight each other.
"It is a complicated matter. We live in troubled times. We do everything we can to avoid it, but it happened. Does this change your minds?" Picard was concerned for them. They were about to choose between life on a dessert planet and life in a galaxy with unstable peace.
Meryl spoke before anyone could speak differently. "We want to go with you. I want to see a planet that isn't just dessert."
"I agree." Came Knives' reply.
"Me too!" Rem exclaimed.
"I go with Knives." Milly stated.
"I cannot leave my family. So I am going as well." Vash stated. He did not want to go to a place where wars were fought between ships like this one and others. The thoughts of the death that could be caused overwhelmed him.
"Very well. Picard to Bridge. Set a course for the wormhole and prepare to go home." Picard turned towards the doors. "You can join us on the bridge. But it will be a bumpy ride." Then he exited.
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The Enterprise turned towards the wormhole. It engaged its impulse engines and started to slip through the dark sky towards where the wormhole was. As the ship approached it, the burst of red, silver, and yellow light opened up.
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"The wormhole is beginning to draw us in sir." Data called out. The ship started to shake because the inertial dampeners could not keep up with the pounding.
"Don't fight it this time. Raise shields." Picard called. "Helm, take us home."
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Vash was watching the scenery pass them from his quarters. He was startled when the burst of light from the wormhole covered the window.
"Knives look!" He shouted. His brother turned his attention towards the window.
"That is the same light we saw on the way back to January." He responded. "We watched this ship come to our world." His awe was interrupted as the ship shook to one side abruptly. Knives and Vash fell to the floor.
"What's happening Daddy?" Rem called out. The girl was confused and afraid at this new development.
Vash regained his composure and stood back up. Looking out the window again, he saw a quick flash of particles around the ship. "The Captain said it would be a bumpy ride."
"That was more than just a bump Vash!" Meryl called out. She gripped the chair trying to brace herself for any more of these bumps.
"They have better technology." Knives started. "They are not invincible." As to emphasize his point, the ship jolted again. This one was harder than the last.
Vash and Knives found themselves being thrown to the floor again.
"Maybe we should just stay down until we get past the bumpy part!" Vash called out.
"Maybe this is how they travel through space. Maybe it is so bumpy that only a few people do it." Milly stated.
"The Captain said they have entire fleets of ships, Milly." Knives started. He waited until the most recent jolt allowed him time to speak gain. "I doubt that travel through space is this rough."
Everyone in the room looked towards the window as the bright lights disappeared and gave way to a black blanket and stars. The ship also stopped shuddering.
Vash started to stand again. "I think we are done with the rough parts."
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Sector 001 Sol System:
"Status report." Picard called out. The officers on the bridge had been ready for the rough ride. None of them had fallen from their station.
"We are back in Sector 001." Data called out.
"Tactical confirms." Worf said from behind.
"Helm set a course for Earth and engage at best speed." Picard called out.
"Damage report." Riker called out.
"Minimal sir. Engineering reports full power. No systems were damaged." Worf reported.
"You have the bridge Number 1. I'm going to check on our guests." Picard stood up and started for the turbo lift.
"Yes sir." Riker responded.
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The door chime sounded as Vash was trying to order more doughnuts from the replicator.
"Come in." He called at the door. He was still going over the many different flavors that the replicator was displaying for him.
Picard walked through the doors and noticed Vash at the replicator. He took a moment to see who else was in the room. He seen Meryl and Rem asleep on the bed.
"I'd like to welcome you all to Sector 001 of the Federation." Picard stated. Vash turned to face him on hearing the news.
"You mean we are here already?" He looked like he was about to start pouting.
"Yes. We should arrive at Earth within the next few hours." Picard stated.
"I thought you said that we were 700,000 light-years away from earth?" Vash asked. His attention taken away from his important business earlier.
"Yes I did. We traveled through what we call a wormhole. Some wormholes, like the one in orbit of your planet, have the ability to connect areas that are very distant. The 'rough ride' was from traveling back through the wormhole." Picard explained as he walked over to the replicator. "Doughnuts?"
"I was just ordering something to eat. Do you have any recommendations?" Vash asked as he remembered what he was doing.
"Yes I do." Picard grinned. He hadn't had a doughnut for a long time. "Computer, Krispy Kreme, Glazed, Hot."
Vash watched as the doughnuts appeared. He reached in, grabbing one of the pastries. He sniffed it quickly and took a bite.
"Wow, these are really good!" He exclaimed. The excitement in his voice carried to the bed where it woke Meryl up.
"Do you eat a lot of doughnuts?" Picard asked. He decided that they should talk about what Vash was going to do in the federation.
"Yes he eats a lot of them." Meryl spoke as she walked up. "You can't keep him away from them. Your replicator is the greatest thing he has ever seen." She walked up and stood next to Vash.
"The replicator rarely dos anything justice. Try the ones from Earth that are actually cooked." Picard joked. He could tell the sarcasm in Meryl's voice.
"Bridge to Picard." Riker called over the intercom. His voice had a bit of an edge to it.
"Picard here, go ahead Number 1."
"Starfleet transmitted an urgent message. They want us to go to Breen border." Riker said.
"Do they realize that we have a report to file with headquarters and drop off civilians?" Picard asked.
"I informed them of our situation. They said this takes priority."
"Set a course and engage at warp 9.5. Picard out." Picard turned back towards the couple in front of him. "Our trip to Earth is going to be delayed."
"We heard Captain. Who are the 'Breen'?" Vash asked. Concern laced his eyes and his voice.
"The Breen are one of the species we were fighting with. They probably want us to settle a territory dispute." Picard tried his best to comfort them.
"How long before we get to the border?" Meryl asked.
"A couple of days. The trip through the wormhole didn't damage us this time." Picard said.
"Why did it damage you last time?" Meryl was full of questions.
"We weren't ready for it." Picard checked the display on the viewer in the room. "If you'll excuse me, I need to send transmission to fleet." He started back out of the quarters.
"Will we be alright Captain?" Vash asked. He felt like he could do nothing.
"Yes of course." Picard turned back around as the doors opened. "Fate and luck protect young children and starships named Enterprise."
"What does that mean?" Meryl was confused. She didn't know why he would talk in riddles.
"You are aboard the Federation Flagship. We are the best in the fleet." He smiled and exited the room as the doors closed behind him.
"That was confusing." Vash scratched his head. "You'd think he expected a fight."
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More action for the trek side of the universe. And Vash has gotten himself into the middle of it. My small teaser from last time still applies. Will Vash find out how smart he really is? How will they live in this new world? Keep with me to find out.