Disclaimer: I do not own Star Trek or M*A*S*H. I certainly am not making
any money by writing this story.
Author's note: This story ignores the relationship between Seven and Chakotay in the last episode of Voyager. Also, I began writing this before Homecoming and its sequel were published.
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Captain Janeway strolls into the conference room followed by Hawkeye.
The Senior staff is rather startled by the strange man entering the conference room and the appearance of the Captain in khakis.
"This is Doctor Benjamin Pierce," the Captain starts, "he is from the M*A*S*H Unit we are observing." She ushers him to a seat and takes her place at the head of the table. She could feel the tension in room rise, but she couldn't have exactly left him unattended and he could provide useful information for concealing the ship. "By now you should have all been informed that Q has brought his son to observe us. Do your best to ignore them. Perhaps we can instill some humanity into the boy," the Captain pauses for moment, letting her words sink in and for questions to be asked. However, everyone knew the futility of the situation. Janeway proceeds, "Seven I want you to continue you research. I doubt Q is going to help us get out of here even though it's his fault we're here. That would make too much sense for Q."
"Yes, Captain. Mr. Harren has come up with a theory, but it requires further testing."
"Very well proceed. B'Elanna how are repairs progressing?"
"As well as can be expected, but my time estimate still remains the same. It will be at least a week and a half before we can attempt to get out of here. I want to repair as much of hull as I can. I don't want us being held together by force fields when I'm not sure exactly where we're going."
"Have you made any progress in disguising the ship?"
Harry answers this question, "We have holoprojectors set up, but with all the burned out circuits we're having trouble getting them powered."
"Make it your top priority. I don't want to damage the time line if we can avoid it.
Chakotay pipes up concerned, "An engineering team reported seeing a man at the top of the hill. Is Tuvok's alarm system malfunctioning?"
"Corporal Klinger." The Captain smiles despite the potential danger he presents, "Doctor Pierce, could you please tell us the chances of Klinger being believed."
Hawkeye is startled. He isn't sure why Kathryn had brought him to this meeting and is shocked at the formality after what they had just shared. Hawkeye eyes the Senior staff warily with a large smile. This room is filled with way too much authority for his comfort, "Klinger has been bucking for a section 8 since he got here."
"Section 8," Seven inquires.
"Boy you people really don't know anything."
Seven just glares back at him.
"Psychological discharge. He's trying to prove he's crazy so that the army will discharge him."
Mr. Kim naively asks, "I thought your time period considered war glorious. Why does he want to leave?"
"Glorious!" Hawkeye says in his usual manner when someone tries to paint war in a nice manner, "War is hell. War is spending three day in surgery patching up boys who aren't even old enough to shave. War is made glorious by officers sitting behind desks far from the front trying to convince young men, who think they have something to prove to the world, that the army will turn them into real men. Klinger is the sanest one out of all of us."
"Then he does pose a threat," Seven responds ominously.
"I wouldn't go that far Seven," the Captain says stopping her, "Tom and Tuvok are working on a plan to discredit any of his claims. Somehow I doubt he's going to cause any serious trouble. However, I want this ship hidden before someone more believable sees it. Dismissed."
Seven, Harry, and B'Elanna exit quickly knowing they have important work to complete. Chakotay remains behind hoping to have a word with the Captain. Hawkeye remains seated at the table, not really knowing were else to go.
"Kathryn, are you sure we can trust him? The future of the planet could be resting on what he says."
"I know Chakotay. The entire camp is a little justifiably insane. Reading it and Living it are two different things. Do you remember that memorial that forced us experience massacring a settlement?"
"How could I forget that experience?"
"It was very much like that," The Captain says shaking herself out of the memory, "Anyways I've seen Klinger myself. He wears dresses," the Captain smiles.
Chakotay chuckles in response.
Hawkeye watches the conversation from where he sits. Even though he can't hear what is being said he notes the closeness of the two. The Captain is leaning up against the wall while Chakotay is stooped over to keep the conversation quiet. Hawkeye sees the Captain smile and the Commander chuckle. She pats his arm, obviously with the hand that is not trapped up against the wall, brightens her smile and then head toward Hawkeye while Chakotay exits.
"We need to get back to camp."
Hawkeye smiles weakly and stands up, "What about our picnic?"
The Captain giggles slightly, "We can stop in the mess hall. It should be deserted right now and the food has to certainly be more edible than what you're used to eating."
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Please review! Thank you to those who have reviewed.
Author's note: This story ignores the relationship between Seven and Chakotay in the last episode of Voyager. Also, I began writing this before Homecoming and its sequel were published.
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Captain Janeway strolls into the conference room followed by Hawkeye.
The Senior staff is rather startled by the strange man entering the conference room and the appearance of the Captain in khakis.
"This is Doctor Benjamin Pierce," the Captain starts, "he is from the M*A*S*H Unit we are observing." She ushers him to a seat and takes her place at the head of the table. She could feel the tension in room rise, but she couldn't have exactly left him unattended and he could provide useful information for concealing the ship. "By now you should have all been informed that Q has brought his son to observe us. Do your best to ignore them. Perhaps we can instill some humanity into the boy," the Captain pauses for moment, letting her words sink in and for questions to be asked. However, everyone knew the futility of the situation. Janeway proceeds, "Seven I want you to continue you research. I doubt Q is going to help us get out of here even though it's his fault we're here. That would make too much sense for Q."
"Yes, Captain. Mr. Harren has come up with a theory, but it requires further testing."
"Very well proceed. B'Elanna how are repairs progressing?"
"As well as can be expected, but my time estimate still remains the same. It will be at least a week and a half before we can attempt to get out of here. I want to repair as much of hull as I can. I don't want us being held together by force fields when I'm not sure exactly where we're going."
"Have you made any progress in disguising the ship?"
Harry answers this question, "We have holoprojectors set up, but with all the burned out circuits we're having trouble getting them powered."
"Make it your top priority. I don't want to damage the time line if we can avoid it.
Chakotay pipes up concerned, "An engineering team reported seeing a man at the top of the hill. Is Tuvok's alarm system malfunctioning?"
"Corporal Klinger." The Captain smiles despite the potential danger he presents, "Doctor Pierce, could you please tell us the chances of Klinger being believed."
Hawkeye is startled. He isn't sure why Kathryn had brought him to this meeting and is shocked at the formality after what they had just shared. Hawkeye eyes the Senior staff warily with a large smile. This room is filled with way too much authority for his comfort, "Klinger has been bucking for a section 8 since he got here."
"Section 8," Seven inquires.
"Boy you people really don't know anything."
Seven just glares back at him.
"Psychological discharge. He's trying to prove he's crazy so that the army will discharge him."
Mr. Kim naively asks, "I thought your time period considered war glorious. Why does he want to leave?"
"Glorious!" Hawkeye says in his usual manner when someone tries to paint war in a nice manner, "War is hell. War is spending three day in surgery patching up boys who aren't even old enough to shave. War is made glorious by officers sitting behind desks far from the front trying to convince young men, who think they have something to prove to the world, that the army will turn them into real men. Klinger is the sanest one out of all of us."
"Then he does pose a threat," Seven responds ominously.
"I wouldn't go that far Seven," the Captain says stopping her, "Tom and Tuvok are working on a plan to discredit any of his claims. Somehow I doubt he's going to cause any serious trouble. However, I want this ship hidden before someone more believable sees it. Dismissed."
Seven, Harry, and B'Elanna exit quickly knowing they have important work to complete. Chakotay remains behind hoping to have a word with the Captain. Hawkeye remains seated at the table, not really knowing were else to go.
"Kathryn, are you sure we can trust him? The future of the planet could be resting on what he says."
"I know Chakotay. The entire camp is a little justifiably insane. Reading it and Living it are two different things. Do you remember that memorial that forced us experience massacring a settlement?"
"How could I forget that experience?"
"It was very much like that," The Captain says shaking herself out of the memory, "Anyways I've seen Klinger myself. He wears dresses," the Captain smiles.
Chakotay chuckles in response.
Hawkeye watches the conversation from where he sits. Even though he can't hear what is being said he notes the closeness of the two. The Captain is leaning up against the wall while Chakotay is stooped over to keep the conversation quiet. Hawkeye sees the Captain smile and the Commander chuckle. She pats his arm, obviously with the hand that is not trapped up against the wall, brightens her smile and then head toward Hawkeye while Chakotay exits.
"We need to get back to camp."
Hawkeye smiles weakly and stands up, "What about our picnic?"
The Captain giggles slightly, "We can stop in the mess hall. It should be deserted right now and the food has to certainly be more edible than what you're used to eating."
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