STAR TREK: PHASE ONE

THE TMZ ZONE

Christina Pike, daughter of Colonel Christopher Pike, entered the United Space Agency Building. It was a large complex that was located on an artificially created island off the coast of Daytona Beach, Florida.

Normally Christina would be going there to sneak off with James Kirk for an 'afternoon delight," skyrockets in flight and all. On this day, she was going there to save James Kirk's career. At least, that was her intention.

She entered the highly-secured building and showed her special pass to the security guards. They knew her because of her high ranking father. But they really knew her for all the very 'sexy' outfits she liked show off when she visited.

Apparently her father, Christopher Pike, had no idea how his youthful daughter, who had just turned twenty, could turn heads the way she did. And it was doubly clear she knew that the security men would ogle her as she came into the building. She would often look back, and would catch them staring at her firm backside, and would throw them a seductive wink.

She stepped into the elevator. There were no other people in the elevator as the door finally closed, and the elevator car began its ascension up the shaft. As it did, she flashed back over the events earlier in the day, when reality paid her a visit.

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BEGIN FLASHBACK

While shopping at a crowded local clothing boutique, she was approached by two men who said it was urgent that she met with them. Ever curious, she joined them at a local coffee house. Both men were obviously working for someone else, she surmised, because they wore common clothes and were common looking. They escorted her to a private booth where someone else was already waiting.

She sat down at the booth and was greeted by a man who was very handsome, and dressed very nice, very exquisitely to be more exact, and had a nice warm smile. He reached out his hand, as did she, and then kissed her just above her soft knuckles.

"Hello my dear, my name is Garak," he said to her. "Plain and simple, Tom Garak. I think you and I are going to have a most wonderful working relationship today."

She liked the man. He carried himself with a very aristocratic flare.

"How can I help you, mister Garak?" Tina asked.

"Actually, my darling," Garak said as he slid a fork of pasta into his mouth, "you will be helping me."

Tina took a sip from the complimentary glass of water.

Garek sipped from a glass of wine. He motioned towards the menu on the table. "Please, order whatever you wish, lunch is on me," he said with his warm smile.

"I'm doing the South-eastern diet right now," Tina responded, "and I've already had my carbs and protein for the day."

Garak nodded. "Very good," he said to her. "You are quite stunning my dear and it would be foolish to let that slight figure of yours to go to waste."

She smiled. "Why thank you," she said with her own genuine smile. "Now, do I know you?"

Garak shook his head. "Oh, I rather doubt that, love. But don't let that concern you. I have a feeling that you and I will become quite close friends today."

Tina seemed confused, but it didn't rattle her. "What is it that we will be doing together?" she asked Garak.

He dabbed his mouth with a napkin that he kept below the table, and then put the napkin back on down. "I want you to look at some pictures I have," he told her as he reached over to an envelope that was situated on the seat next to him. He reached in and took out five glossy pictures. He looked at them for a moment. He then handed them to her.

They were pictures of a very erotic nature. They were pictures of Tina, and James T. Kirk, having sex inside of the bathroom stall. The pictures were very detailed, and very raunchy. She remembered the day quite well. Suddenly it got a little chilly in the coffee house.

"Those," Garak said, "are obviously pictures of you and James Kirk, the super-star astronaut, hero to all boys and girls, having sex in a common bathroom stall. Seeing these photos all over TMZ would not be good for 'Captain America' and his career, and would also make your father quite angry I dare say." His warm smile now seemed sinister.

"You can't do that to James," Tina pleaded. "It would destroy him!"

"Well, my dear Christina," Garak said with mock concern, "I want only to help you two out of this situation. In fact," he lied, "I'm just trying to make this whole ordeal go away."

She dabbed at her eyes, which had tears coming from them, with a table napkin. "What can I do?" she asked.

Garak said, "What I need for you to do is to go to your father's office and make me a copy of these two files, (he handed her a piece of paper with writing on it) which should be located on his work computer. Don't worry, they are not that important, quite mundane actually. Once you do this, I think I can give these files to the man who hired me, and if they are to his liking, I will give you the photos and you can simply destroy them."

She dried her tears and nodded in agreement.

"Okay," Tina told Garak, with resolve in her voice, "I can do this."

And with that said, Tina headed off to do what she had been instructed to do.

END FLASH BACK

Tina stepped out of the elevator which had, at last, reached the floor her father's office was on. Her father, if he was on his daily schedule, would be at lunch. She would be able to enter his office and get the two files, and then she would be able to save Jim's career.

Her father's secretary, and older woman named Stella, let Tina pass. She entered her father's office and found it, thankfully, empty.

Garak sat in the coffee house, and waited for Tina to return. As he read the morning paper, he was joined by another man.

"What is her progress?" John Gill asked.

"She's at her father's office now," Garak said as he read the sports section. Then he looked over to Gill. "By the way," Garak said, "I have no intention of disappearing off the face of the Earth as others have while your employee."

Gill smiled. "Why, mister Garak," he said, "that isn't a nice thing to say to a friend."

Garak was not smiling. "We are not friends, Mr. Gill, and I would suggest that you remember that."

John Gill nodded his head in acknowledgment, and then ordered some coffee for himself.

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