YOU REAP WHAT YOU SOW

Chapter 2

By Kiddo

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I have no rights to the TV show "seaQuest DSV," and I am not making any money with this story.

A spezial „Thank You" goes to my wonderfull beta-reader Jackie and to Sara, KatKnits00, Roses, Blue Eyed Dragon Girl and JOXER for the Reviews.

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One month later:

Lt. Benjamin Krieg stepped into his cabin. Over his shoulder hung the towel he would use to dry his wet hair. He just had showered, and his shift would start in 15 minutes.

Ben grabbed his comb, which lay in front of the mirror, and stopped abruptly. He looked speechlessly at his reflection in the mirror. It couldn't be true!

At least now he could understand all the strange looks he had gotten on the way from the showers to his cabin.

Krieg ran a hand through his once-black hair, which was now bleached blond. Unfortunately, it wasn't very even; it was stained in spots. The whole thing looked just...terrible.

The supply officer shook his head in disbelief. Lucas had really gotten him and in spite of the fact that he had been so careful for the last month. But who would have thought that the teenager would mix such an extreme hair color with his shampoo?

Normally when you wanted to color your hair, you had to put the color on it and wait for a while. But his hair had turned blond just by washing it. He suspected that Lucas had mixed the color himself; therefore, it was unusually strong.

Very slowly, a smile lit up Ben's face, and he had to nod appreciatively. Lucas had really pulled it off. He nearly felt proud of the boy. Nearly.

But now, he really had a problem. His shift on the bridge would start in seven minutes, and he really didn't want to go there looking like this...

Three weeks later:

After the hair color incident, the good relationship between Ben and Lucas had been repaired, and they could both laugh about the incident with the computer chip and the shampoo. Lt. Krieg's hair was back to his old color, but it had taken almost two weeks.

Ben had immediately ordered dark hair color to re-color it, but Lucas had hacked into the order list and erased it. And before the lieutenant had realized it, nine days had gone by. But to his great luck, Ben had been able to make a trip to the mainland two days later and went to a stylist who changed his hair back to its original color.

Miguel Ortiz, Tim O'Neill, Benjamin Krieg, and Lucas Wolenczak were sitting around a table in the mess eating a lunch of potatoes, salad, and something they couldn't identify.

Seaman Mike Peterson went by their table, stopped directly next to Lucas, and held a white envelope out. "This came for you with the post today."

The blond teenager put his fork down and took the envelope; he was surprised. "Thanks."

Lt. Krieg looked questioningly at Peterson. "Hey, I just came by to get a few of the things I ordered! You could have given me the letter for Lucas instead of looking for him yourself."

Peterson shook his head emphatically. "Forget it, Ben. You will never deliver a letter for Lucas or anybody else again. It's too big a risk!"

The moral officer rolled his eyes in annoyance. "That was just one time. You can't hold that against me forever."

"Nope, too risky. Who knows! The next time that happens, whoever the letter is meant for might not take the revenge on you but on the person who gave you the letter. I can tell you, I'm not intersted in a new hair color!" And with that, Peterson left the table.

Tim, Miguel, and Lucas were fighting to keep serious expressions on their faces and not start laughing at Ben's shocked face. Ortiz was the first to lose the battle and start laughing. A few seconds later, Lucas and the communications officer joined him.

Krieg made a sour face. "Ha ha, really funny guys, really funny."

The computer genius was the first to get himself under control again and shifted his attention to the envelope. He turned it over and looked at the sender's adress. When he recognized it, his eyes started to shine. "Oh cool." The teen cleaned his knife with a napkin and used it to slit open the envelope.

Miguel looked on curiously. "Who wrote you?"

O'Neill gave Ortiz a critical look. "Have you never heard of privacy before?"

Lucas just waved his hand. "It's okay. The letter is from a computer company. I sent them a computer game I developed. They wanted to test it and decide whether or not they'd be interested in marketing it." As the teenager read the letter, his face looked happier and happier.

Ben lifted his eyebrows questioningly. "And? Are they interested?"

Their youngest crew member nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, they want to buy it! They even sent a check along with the letter!" Lucas set the letter down next to his plate and picked up the envelope. Carefully, he pulled the check out. When he saw the amount of money written on it he, breathed in slowly.

Tim O'Neill took this as a bad sign. "I'm sure that you can ask for more money. And if not, you could still go to another computer company. Nobody would blame you for that."

Lucas shook his head, his blue eyes still focused on the check. "It's twice as much as I wanted," he said, his voice shaking.

Now everyone was speechless.

After a few seconds, Ben was able to calm himself down. "Wow!" Then his smile stretched over his entire face. "Do you know what that means?"

Lucas nodded. "That I don't need my father's money anymore and that I'm a rich kid."

Krieg shook his head. "Okay that too, but I meant something else."

The computer genius looked questioningly at the moral officer. "So, what does it mean then?"

Ben grinned. "That you're buying the first round on the next shoreleave!"

At his comment, he got an answering kick on the shin from O'Neill.

The next day, Benjamin Krieg hurried to Lucas's cabin. He should have been there 10 minutes ago because he and Lucas were supposed to go to the mess together to discuss a few things.

Inwardly, Krieg was upset about his lateness. He had already made the boy wait for him several times in the past, and one time he had even forgotten.

He was sure that he would get lengthy speech from Lucas about not being there on time. His only hope was that the teen had lost himself in one of his computer programs and had also forgotten about the time.

Stopping in front of the cabin door, Ben took a deep breath and then knocked.

Krieg waited for a few minutes, and when he didn't get an answer, he knocked again. Again, no answer. Had the kid left without him?

The moral officer opened the door and stepped into the cabin, but what he saw there made him freeze. The cabin looked like a tornado had hit it. The teenager's belongings were haphazardly thrown around the cabin; it looked like somebody had been looking for something.

Only on his second look around the room did Ben spot Lucas. The teenager was lying motionless on the floor next to the chair that had been knocked over.

Ben rushed immediately to his young friend and knelt down next to his head. "Lucas? Lucas, please say something!" But the boy's eyes remained closed.

Blood was running down the teen's left temple. With shaking fingers, the lieutenant reached for his Pal, letting out a relieved breath when he found it. The teenager seemed to be breathing normally; at least he could see Lucas's chest moving up and down.

Krieg spoke into his Pal. "Lt. Krieg here. I need a med-team in Lucas's cabin now. And notify Captain Bridger and Chief Crocker. I think Lucas has been attacked."

To Be Continuied…..

Written Summer 2004 – Translated Summer 2005

OH MY GOD! I'm so exited! I just got a email from google that said that the first sesaon of seaQuest will be put on DVD. This is so great:-)