The Disclaimers: Star Trek in all its forms and series belongs to Gene Roddenberry and the corporations. I am just borrowing them for this fan fiction and mean no disrespect nor am I making a profit on the work.
This is a sequel to IDIC Future King. Part 4 in the IDIC universe.
By Lisa AKA Fire Star
Archive: Selek Yes anyone else let me know where.
07/06/11
IDIC- A New World Order
Part Six (Plans)
Harris walked home thinking about all that Felix had revealed. He was not happy at all and knew he would have to make some of his own inquires. He could not risk his friend being caught spying on the members of Earth Security forces or even Starfleet. Harris was certain that the police were simply out for revenge. Sarek had made the mistake of embarrassing New York's finest ant that was never wise. He sighed and knew he would have to tell John a conversation he was definitely not looking forward to. He was considering his options on who to call when a sudden thought occurred to him. He smiled rather wickedly as he considered it. Yes it would serve Star Fleet and Earth's security forces right if he asked his old friend Mallory for help. There was only one security and Intelligence force better on Earth then Star Fleet and his old Friend ran it. He knew however he would have to tell Sara because his wife would definitely want to include her cousin in on this capper. Mallory Scott was still one of the best agents MI6 ever had and she did owe both he and Sara a favor or two. Harris reached into his pocked and removed a communicator. He was going to have his wife make the call. After all if Amanda was being watched and John it stood to reason that they were as well. Far better it seem like their going to Mallory was simply a family affair.
"Sara it is Harris. Yes you were right Andoria is interested in ordering some of our survey ships. " Harris spoke in code knowing full well that his conversation was likely being listened into. He sighed "Well the ambassador was just feeling me out. I think we could make a nice profit. Did Mallory call? No, Well maybe you should call her. You know we owe her dinner for hers and James Anniversary. "
Sara listened to her husband and knew something was very wrong. However she played along. "You know we have been playing com tag for the last fortnight. I will try again maybe we can arrange to meet in Paris. I know she and James love that little place by the river."
"How about that floating place by the sea in Scotland?"
Sara stiffened at the code word for being deep in it. "That is not a bad idea as long as you do not try to get Mal to eat Haggis. Just because she is a Scott does not mean she loves that dish."
Harris laughed "Well it is fun you know. I will be home in about 20 minutes. Want me to get anything?"
"Well Harris I could use some milk."
The Starfleet section 31 operators rolled their eyes. These people were considered a threat. Hardly?
Sara said good bye to her husband and went to their room. She touched a space fireplace and it slide back and away revealing a small stair case she hurried down it and entered a small room. She quickly sat at a small computer and typed out a message and pushed send. Soon MI6 would be informed of the problem. It was good to have reliable friends and family. She had no doubt that they would soon solve the issue of surveillance.
Harris whistled as he headed to the store. He knew that they had a full container of milk as it was delivered daily to the house. Even if they ran out the replicators could easily make some. However the mundane request was certain to drive the surveillance team crazy. He would simply look like a whipped husband. Harris entered the corner store and picked up a small container of milk and a container of Spiced Vulcan tea. He knew he would need it to bribe Mal.
TBC…