Title: During the Journey to Babel
Lord Christopher, after he left Spock's room, went to the Observation Deck and paced. He hoped and prayed that what he said got though to Spock, past his pride, past his stubborn nature. He felt almost convinced by his performance in Spock's quarters. He knew that Spock's nature would not allow him to stand by idle and let his father die. It would just take him awhile to come around to the decision. The Captain's attack and injury had thrown a proverbial wrench into Lord Christopher's plan.
Lord Christopher soon became tired of his pacing and sat down. He opened his mind the going ons of the ship; in this state he knew what people were doing, most people were not trained to keep their thoughts to themselves so he could hear and even see what was happening.
Spock returned to the Bridge his head was filled with thoughts of everything that his mother and Lord Christopher had said to him; the eternal debate between his Vulcan training and human instinct was again eating away at him. Lord Christopher could see that Spock wanted to check on something about the alien ship that was nagging at him, than he would go to Sickbay to help Sarek.
"Thank the Creator," Lord Christopher whispered to himself. He suddenly noticed an interesting development in Sickbay.
"I'm not going to let him commit patricide." Lord Christopher heard Kirk say as he eased himself to a sitting position. Lord Christopher shook his head in amusement.
"I knew I liked that Captain." Lord Christopher thought that Kirk's plan was ingenious, though completely unnecessary. He allowed Kirk and McCoy to play out their charade knowing Spock would know something was amiss but would go along with it anyway.
Lord Christopher's next course of action was to go to the brig. He had to talk with the Andorian there.
Slipping past security to the brig was child's play and was rather boring for Lord Christopher; he needed a challenge and some variety in his activites.
When he reached the Andorian's cell the prisoner inside was glaring at the floor and ignored whoever was at the door. Lord Christopher leaned against the door frame and observed the Andorian and immediately noticed something was off.
"You know Thelev, I had everything planed out," Lord Christopher said causing the prisoner to jump to his feet ready for an attack that was not coming. "But then you came along with your little sabotage scheme and that forced me to improvise."
"You're not security." The prisoner stated or ask, Lord Christopher could not tell but he did not really care which it was.
"No I'm much worse than security," Lord Christopher said lightly. There was nothing threatening in his tone of voice but it sent chills up the prisoner's back. "I'm a friend of the Vulcan Ambassador you tried to frame."
Lord Christopher stood and, quite unexpectedly, walked through the cell's barrier; the electric barrier flickered as he walked through, unharmed by the voltage.
"I know you're a spy sent to disrupt the Babel conference," Lord Christopher continued and he began walking in a circle with the prisoner remaining opposite of him. "I should have realized it was you when I first sensed how negatively charged you were; but I had other things on my mind. I also know you are Orion, oh please don't look so shocked.
"Any way, the only reason I am talking to you is that I know you are in constant sub-space radio contact with the ship out there that's been causing all the trouble and they are, in turn, radioing it to the Orion Syndicate. So I want the Orion Syndicate to listen very carefully: the Keepers are watching and you need to be afraid."
Lord Christopher glared a few moments at the disguised Orion before he walked through the barrier. He returned to where many of the other ambassadors had gather to talk with them, Lord Christopher was still on a mission for the Keepers and he could not let his duty be ignored any longer. He did all he could for his friend Sarek and his family, so now all that Lord Christopher could do was wait until after the operation.
Lord Christopher put on his most charming smile and talked with all the delegates on varying topics, but none of the topics could hold his interest. The delegates still talked of the same things of when they first came aboard the Enterprise. The only new thing that was discussed was the very noticeable tension that was among the crew and speculation of why the tension was there.
There was nothing new that Lord Christopher saw to add to his report and decided to leave. As he reached the door the Enterprise lurched knocking Lord Christopher back into the rec room.
"What's going on?" A delegate shouted voicing what was on everyone's mind.
"Orion's are so stubborn," Lord Christopher muttered to himself.
Authoress' Note: I know this is a rather short chapter, my muse wasn't really speaking to me...saddness. Well, as always, please review and tell me what you think (at least two before I update). I'll be traveling for the next few months so updates will be fewer and farther between. Thanks for reading!!!