IDIC-NOW Part IV of the IDIC series
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A/N: Thoughts and Telepathy in Italics
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PART 37 INTELLIGENCE PG
Admiral Charbaal listened to the sub-space message and smiled. He could not quite believe that his agent was so very resourceful. He leaned back and sipped his café. He had told Commander Garak that taking this assignment would allow him to build his own house and family. That this assignment while long and difficult would have many rewards and honors for him and help him begin a family. He had never envisioned that this would happen on Earth and not back on Romulus however. Garak had somehow managed to marry into two very powerful houses. He had become through adoption the son of a very powerful Clan mother and his wife became her heir. Then there was the fact that this same wife was related to Amanda Grayson who was now bond-mate to Sarek the heir to the house of Surak. The audacity of this warrior was impressive. It was also a concern. Was Garak still a loyal officer or had he become more concerned with his own interests? Charbaal read the dispatch that came along with the burst. It seemed that the rumors were correct. The Klingons were moving on the human colony at Altair 7. This could become a major problem for the Empire. He leaned back as he thought about it. Something about that colony seemed important. What was it? He could not recall. He rose and went to see Charvan. Perhaps the senator would remember why this colony was important. He had looked it up in the database but there was no reference to it. He had to know more. He straightens out and then tapped a few keys on the computer.
Good Work Garak please keeps us apprised of the new. Enclosed is all current intelligence on the ships in that system.
Adm, C-
He went to find Charvan they h ad to make plans to counter the Klingons. Perhaps those war ships would not go to waste after all.
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Skon listened as Sarek explained the situation. He nodded and rose. He would have to inform T'Lara that they would be staying on Earth far longer then they had originally planned. I am going to be playing ambassador to Earth again it seems. I had so hoped to have a relaxing vacation.
T'Lara took the news in stride. It was to be expected. It had been too much to hope that they would not have to cover for Sarek. After all Amanda had her own duties to deal with. It might also do her son good to have to follow his wife for a change. All too often males forgot that the female was the true leader. Her son was a fine Vulcan but he did tend to be a little domineering. It would not hurt to have him learn Amanda was a leader in her own right. She was just grateful that T'Pau had warned her. She might have shown her annoyance at this delay at going home otherwise.
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The Carbon Creek Fleet prepared to launch. It was going to be most interesting to see what the Klingons were up to. The Captain sat back in his seat and grinned. If they tried anything, they would be in for a rather large shock. The Aries II was ready and really did need a challenge. Captain Samuel G. Cain was more then willing to show the Klingons that his family were still watching out for Alatir 7. "Tell Amanda we are ready to go. Ask her if she wants us to fly escort?"
Dawn Fire Walker Cain made the call. "Sam she said no. Just to make follow. She thinks that the Surak will be shadowing them. Sarek is not too happy about them taking the Sun Fire. "
Samuel grinned at this. "Why that is one tough little ship. It may be a civilian craft but it has teethe. I am sure John insisted Amanda take that ship."
"He did. Sarek wants a Vulcan cruiser but the Council is afraid that be seen as aggression. The Sun Fire is a good alternative. I mean it is almost a war ship." Dawn told her mate.
"It is a war ship it is just disguised as a freighter. Dawn it had to be one of your Uncle's finest designs." He quipped.
"I know, Father was most pleased with it." She said with a grin. At 120, she still had the sense of humor she had at 12.
Her mate winked back. It was what made life worthwhile. A loving family and a job he loved. What more could anyone want. Now all he had to do was keep that family safe and sound. The clan mothers were certainly going to need all their humor and skill to pull this one off. Klingons were by no means as civilized as Vulcans. Then again, maybe there was an ace they could use.
"Get me Rabi Kalan. I think maybe he needs to go with us."
Dawn looked at him sharply and then smiled. "A good idea. Should I warn the Clan Mothers?"
"You had better you know Rabi drives them to distraction. But he is a good friend to us and I think maybe he can help with the peace." Samuel said. "He is Klingon after all."
"Alright but if Jamie shoots you I get to say I told you so."
Samuel laughed and leaned back. This would be a good mission.