MacBeth
by Starsinger
I'm sorry, I'm afraid the only way you're going to get this opening joke is if you've seen Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country. Don't own them.
Bones walked into Jim's room. He was sitting in his wheelchair, reading a rather thick looking document. "Jim, what's that?" he asked.
"It's Shakespeare, in Klingon, specifically MacBeth. I'm not going to try and read it to you, it's spit inducing. The Klingons have decided that Shakespeare was a Klingon, and have produced these documents to prove it. No one is buying it. Fortunately, since Shakespeare was human, I don't need Uhura to translate all this."
"Hamlet in the original Klingon?" McCoy said incredulously.
"Actually, it translates rather well into Klingon, not the other way around. I also learned that the Klingon who grabbed Uhura on Qo'noS might very well have been on the verge of marrying her," Bones spluttered. "Yeah, that would've gone over well with Spock. Have you ever seen those two fight? Don't recommend it. Anyway, you see, when two Klingons are about to mate…"
"…they get into a fight." Dumark explained to Uhura. "A very physical altercation where neither backs down. No one forces a woman of our species to do what she does not want. The first time the Captain met my father, Guldarth, he was spitting and cussing all over the place. Kris didn't understand much Klingon, but she knew the attitude. My father was widowed for many years, and Kris didn't know this. She literally got in his face and started throwing insults back at them. The crew, of course, couldn't understand why all the other Klingons were standing around grinning. The following fight broke her right arm and some ribs and a couple of toes, she managed to break both his knees. Starfleet must train their officers with some brutality. My father grabbed Kris by the hair and spoke to her in English telling her that he liked her and would she be his mate. She asked if that would get her crew and ship out of here safely. He said yes, and the rest, as you humans would say, is history." Uhura had a strange look on her face. "What's wrong?"
Uhura explained what happened on Qo'noS. "Was he about to make me marry him?" she asked in a whisper.
"Oh, probably not, unless you started hitting him. He was probably going to kill you," Dumark replied. They were sitting at a café in the Bajoran Capital. They drank a sweet drink that Dr. Shirley Clark had deemed drinkable. The weather was pleasant, and, even if the air did have a faint green tinge to it, it was a beautiful world. Non-Bajorans were apparently not uncommon as no one stopped and stared. Sarek, Spock, Dumark, Commander Weber, and Uhura as well as several other crew members, took their leave on Bajor. Kris still had not returned.
People thronged the streets in a mid-afternoon rush. Glass buildings soared overhead, Bajor gave every appearance of being a modern, warp-technology society. They sat at a table under what those on Earth would call a tree. "Captain!" Liz called. They all turned to find Kris walking toward them. Her arm in a sling was the only apparent injury they could see.
"I see Father's starting to settle," Dumark observed. "What did you break?"
"His left foot," Kris admitted sliding into a chair next to Spock. "He actually found some Terran carnations for me. That was really sweet. He gave them to me right after he broke my left shoulder."
"He's slowing down. Next time he'll skip the challenge, just grab you," Dumark said.
Kris visibly deflated, "Oh, thank the gods, I'm getting too old for this."
"You agreed to marry him to save your crew?" Uhura finally burst out.
"Hun, I'd have stayed behind if that would have gotten them home. He 'proposed', I asked."
"And she announced 'I guess I'm getting married'," Liz sighed. Everyone looked at her, "It was romantic! For a Klingon it was romantic. We just didn't realize it then." Everyone looked up as an older woman in a blue medical uniform top. Her white hair and bobbed haircut made her stand out immediately. Kris relaxed into a chair as the woman started to scan her.
"Kris, I don't know what we're going to do with you! Well, good news it's just your shoulder. The Bajorans set it?" Kris nodded. "Hum, certain humanoid physiology doesn't really change, no matter the species. Leave it in the sling and see me when you get back to the ship and we'll finish the healing." She pressed the hypo against Kris' neck and left.
"That was our CMO, Commander Shirley Clarke, if you couldn't tell by now."
A young Bajoran approached them, "Ambassador, Kai Ulvana would like to see you and your aide."
Sarek and Spock rose and followed the Bajoran to the temple at the center of the city. The temple was large, obviously meant to hold a large amount of people. It was also relatively deserted as most people were headed home. They entered a back door to meet an elderly woman. She was so wizened and old that she made Spock Prime look like a teenager. Cataracts clouded her blue eyes. She reached out a wrinkled hand gnarled with age and arthritis and pointed straight at Spock. "You, you hail the coming of the Emissary." Spock blinked, he wasn't prepared for this. "This is what the Cardassians fear. The Emissary will be their undoing."
Kai Ulvana rose with the help of her aides and walked to a box, "The Prophets wish to speak to you. This is the Orb of Prophecy. It will show you what you wish to know." Everyone left the room, leaving Spock and Sarek staring at the box.
The two Vulcans walked toward the box, unsure as to what would happen. A flash of light greeted them, they found themselves standing in an office overlooking the ugliest bridge either of them had ever seen. Everything around them was alien and dirty. A tall, balding black man stood talking to a young woman with spots running down her face and neck.
"You know, there are rumors that my great great grandfather was James T. Kirk," he said with a laugh.
"Benjamin Sisko, only you would claim to be the descendant of a notorious ladies man. Is that why you got his autograph?"
"Even I need my secrets, Old Man," he replied with a grin. It was the grin that captured Spock's attention. It was an echo of the Captains. "Dax, I'm not going to tell!"
The scene pulled out as they both watched Kirk approach a young woman in a bar, smile, and apply his charm. The second scene faded out and they returned to the chamber. "That young woman, she was a Trill, wasn't she?" Sarek asked.
"Let's get back to the ship, I need to talk to McCoy about a gymnastics judge he encountered in college by the name of Emony Dax," Spock said.
Looked up the lives of Dax, go figure. Please read and review, they're my lifelines!