Re: [Ranma/SM][FanFic] Moon Trek 3 - Chapter 3

i missed chapters 1 and 2 could you please repost?


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> CHAPTER THREE: INSANITY
>
>       "I SHALL SMITE THEE!" Tatewaki Kuno exclaimed in his state of sleep
> slash regeneration.
>       The hallway leading to Kuno's regeneration chamber was dark, with
the
> only light being the green pulsing lights of the other regeneration
> chambers.
>       It had been three months but the Kuno's had finally managed to
rebuild
> their cube, the first having been blown to bits by Ranma. The new cube was
> ready for the quantum torpedoes that had done them in the first time.
>       The Kuno's had looted a tritanium mine somewhere in the Beta
Quadrent.
> Tritanium being the only material in the galaxy that could withstand the
> yield from a quantum torpedo.
>       The cube had to have several layers of the material if they were
going
> to stand a chance against the Sisko's seven torpedo launchers.
>       The Kuno's were ready this time.
>       They also had a new weapon. They had bought it on the black market
> from the planet of North Korea. It appears that North Korea had secretly
> built isolytic weapons. They of course blamed the aggressive defense
policy
> of the Federation.
>       "I SHALL DATE WITH YOU!" Kuno screamed, his arms flying out of the
> restraints that held him upright. He grabbed a hold of something and
pulled
> it close.
>       "LET GO OF ME!" George Kuno, the Kuno's adopted brother screamed.
>       Kuno did not comply. George started screaming as Kuno began to lay
> sleep-kisses on him.
>       "ARGH!" He screamed ala Lucy in Charlie Brown after being kissed by
> Snoopy. George struggled best he could but still could not get out of the
> bear hug Tatewaki had him in.
>       At about this time Kodachi walked into the room. She noticed her
> brother embracing George. She scoffed.
>       "I see you two are getting along better." She stated.
>       George simply glared at her. "Help me!" He demanded.
>       Kodachi nods and walks over to the pair. She walks up to Kuno. She
> leans close to his head and starts to whisper in his ear.
>       "It's me, Akane." She whispered. "Squeeze me harder!"
>       Kuno complied and George began to change colors. Kodachi laughed.
>       "BITCH!" George screamed at her in agony.
>       Kodachi laughed some more. "Bitch, eh?" She leaned back into her
> brother. "I'm naked as well."
>       George's eyes went bug-eyed as one of Kuno's hands moved down
George's
> back and grabbed his butt. He then started to scream again when he felt
what
> he felt.
>       Something poking at him.
>       Yeah, that.
>       "KODACHI!" George screamed.
>       Kodachi just laughed as she fluttered out of the room, black rose
> pedals a flying.
>       George knew that he had to act fast. It was only a matter of time
> before Kuno, who even though he was dead asleep; grinning intently now,
> moved in for the proverbial kill. That was another memory that he had no
> interest in having. He already had enough that were stuck in him by his
two
> lustful siblings.
>       "Ah ha!" George grinned as Kuno caressed him. George suddenly
> remembered that the Kunos were a collective. All of their minds were
linked.
> All George had to do was make Kuno think of something that would cause him
> to release his grip.
>       George thought. What does Kuno hate more than anything?
>       George grinned again.
>
>       Inside Kuno's Mind:
>
>       Ranma walked up to where Kuno was making out with a naked Akane.
>       "Hello." Ranma said to Kuno.
>       "BE GONE!" Kuno yelled at Saotome, holding Akane even tighter
against
> him.
>       Ranma grinned. "I didn't know you swung that way!"
>       "What speak you?" Kuno asked.
>       Ranma pointed at Akane.
>       Kuno looked. Now in the place of Akane was Rodney Dangerfield. He
had
> Akane's hairstyle though.
>       "Hey! Why'd you stop?" Rodney/Akane asked.
>       "GOOD LORD!" Kuno screamed as he pushed the Akane want to be away.
>
>       In Reality:
>
>       The still sleeping Kuno pushed George away from him. George fell to
> the ground. He promptly grabbed Kuno's bokken, got into his best Sammy
Sosa
> with a corked bat batting stance and -
>       WHAP!
>       The bokken connected with Kuno's face and smashed into a million
> pieces. Kuno snaps out of his regeneration cycle. He looks to George.
>       "Are you the one who has awoken the great Tatewaki Kuno, the blue
> thunder of the Alpha Quadrant, out of his slumber?"
>       George nodded. Kuno runs over and hugs his brother.
>       "THANK YOU!" Kuno bubbles. George whimpers. Kuno then releases his
> brother.
>       "I had the worst dream." Kuno sniffles. George pats his brother on
the
> shoulder.
>       "It's okay. Let the thoughts drop out of your mind and think happy
> thoughts."
>       "Happy thoughts?" Kuno asks.
>       George nods. "Like the thought of us killing that retched Ranma
> Saotome, and avenging father's death."
>       Kuno grinned. "I like the whole idea of killing that retched Ranma
> Saotome, but as for our dear father, well he's not dead."
>       George just stared at him. "You told me he was dead!"
>       Kuno smiled and started to back away. "About that." Kuno chuckles
and
> runs away. George just sighs and starts to walk back to the control center
> of the ship.
>       Oh kiekie! George heard in his mind. He looks up, and around, and
> passes it off as just a silly prank that Kuno was playing on him.
>       George! The voice said.
>       "Cut it out, Taki. I'm not in the mood." George grumbled.
>       Suddenly a holographic image of Principal Kuno appeared before him.
>       "JESUS!" George screamed, hopping backwards a good twenty feet.
>       "No, no." The holograph chuckled. "It's just me, your daddy!"
>       George eyed the holograph for a moment, and then resumed his work.
>       "Where did you go?" George asked it.
>       "You see, I had to hide out for a while. Till the heat died down and
> all."
>       "Uh huh. So what do you want?"
>       The holograph walked over to George.
>       "I heard that when you thought I was dead that you wanted to avenge
my
> death! This clinched it that you were my favorite kiekie."
>       George looked back to the holo-daddy.
>       "You mean that there was some confusion before?"
>       "Well, you know that you are the best, but the others are my
> biological kids, so it was kind of a draw."
>       George smiled. "So, what do I win?"
>       "You win the secret to Silver Millennium torpedoes."
>       "What the hell are those?" He asked.
>       "They pack twice the yield that quantum torpedoes do!"
>       George grinned even more. "So it will be easy to defeat the Sisko?"
>       The holograph nodded.
>       "Well then." George stated. "Let's have it."
>       The holograph began to upload data into George's mind. George smiled
> with every gigabyte of destructive goodness.
>
> * * * *
>
>       Trevor slowly opened his eyes as he woke up. The view he had didn't
> reveal much more than the ceiling of his jail cell. Trevor didn't mind
> though. At least the ghost he saw wasn't above him.
>       "Trevor?" A voice said.
>       The ghostly figure looked over Trevor. Trevor closed his eyes and
> started to chant to himself.
>       "I am not insane. I am not insane."
>       "No, you're not." The figure replied.
>       Trevor sat up and looked at him.
>       "What are you?"
>       "My name is Foster." He said.
>       "You mean like the beer?" Trevor asked.
>       Foster nodded. "Yes. I knew that was your favorite beer so that is
> what I named myself."
>       "You just named yourself? And how did you know that was my favorite
> beer? You're not stereotyping me just because I am Australian are you?"
>       Foster shook his head. "No, Trevor. I know all about you. I have
been
> with you for the past two years."
>       "What?" Trevor asked.
>       "I'll explain." Foster stated.
>
>       INTERACTIVE FLASHBACK:
>
>       Trevor, dressed in his Starfleet uniform, is hiding behind some
rocks.
> There is phaser fire zipping over his head. Next to him are two other
> Starfleet officers. Trevor bears the rank of Lt. Junior Grade. The other
two
> are ensigns. They peak their heads up just enough to fire off a couple of
> shots, but then duck down again.
>       "You see," Foster states. "This is Tenlix Three. A planet on the
> Cardassian/Federation border. This is my home.
>       "Unfortunately no one knew that when the Federation set up a supply
> depot there."
>       "Wait, Foster." Real-time Trevor states. "We scanned the planet and
> there were no life forms."
>       "Our people are energy beings. We would show up on your scanners as
> simple electrostatic pockets."
>       Some more phaser fire goes over their heads and several small
> explosions happen right behind them.
>       "You see, those energy pockets exploding from the Dominion weapons
are
> actually my people being killed."
>       "I didn't kill any, did I?" Real Trevor asks.
>       "No, the Federation's phasers passed right through us. The
Dominion's
> though. They were on just the right frequency to affect us."
>       "WE NEED TO RETREAT!" One of the ensigns's screamed.
>       "NO!" Trevor stated rather bluntly. "We are not leaving this
position.
> We cannot let them advance any further."
>       Trevor stood and opened up on the advancing Dominion troops. After a
> while all the enemy troops were either killed or retreating.
>
>       REAL TIME:
>
>       "I still don't understand." Trevor said.
>       "Trevor, if you hadn't held your position the Dominion troops would
> have advanced on us and eventually killed us all."
>       Trevor sighed and looked at the floor. "We didn't know you were
there.
> To be fair and honest we were protecting the food rations."
>       Foster laughed. "Yes, but on purpose or not you saved a civilization
> of thousands of beings just like me."
>       Trevor smiled. He had no idea he had such an effect on anyone in
that
> blasted war. As far as he knew all he was good for was killing Gem Hadar.
>       "So." Foster continued. "I have been following you around for the
past
> three years in order to repay you for what you did."
>       Trevor laughed. "You could have fixed my ship! Then we would be
even."
>       Foster sighed. "Unfortunately I can't fix mechanical things. I can
> manipulate space and gravity and walk through walls but I can't fix a
simple
> thing like your Runabout."
>       "Did you say walk through walls?" Trevor asked.
>       Foster nodded.
>       "Can you walk through that wall, find a key and get me out of here?"
>       Foster again nodded. "But that won't be enough to repay my debt to
> you."
>       Trevor shrugged. "It'll be a good start."
>       Foster nodded once more and walked out through the jail cell door.
He
> wandered around the police station for a bit before he finally found a set
> of keys on a desk. He brought the keys back and showed them to Trevor.
>       "Which on do you think it is?" Foster asked.
>       Trevor picked the one which looked most like what a jail cell key
> should look like and tried it out. It worked and the cell opened up.
>       "Okay. Now, become invisible again." Trevor instructed Foster.
>       "But I want to see things like you do. I kind of like having this
> form."
>       Trevor groaned. "Well, at least make yourself whole. I can see right
> through you! And you will have to change your clothes."
>       Foster nodded, began to glow, and became fully visible. He then
looked
> at a magazine that was lying on one of the police officers desk and made
> himself up so he was wearing the clothes that the man on the cover was
> wearing.
>       "Very stylish!" Trevor noted.
>       "Thank you!" Foster gleamed as the pair walked out of the vacant
> police station and into the darkening streets.
>
> * * * *
>
>       Captain's Log: Stardate 60147.2. We're in route to the Zima Prime
> system to weed out the source of the Kuno transmission. Hopefully this
will
> be quick and painless. It hasn't been long since our last dealings with
them
> and they shouldn't have been able to recover very well yet.
>       On a side note, I have the odd task of ordering my Chief Operations
> Officer to sick bay for a pregnancy test. I don't have any idea how I am
> going to do that without it seeming obvious, but since we are still three
> days out from the Zima Prime system I should have enough time to think of
> something by then.
>       <Nifty Star Trek Doorbell here>
>       Ranma looked up from his ready room computer. "End log." The
computer
> chirped. "Come in."
>       The doors slid open and Mina walked in. She came and sat down across
> from Ranma.
>       "Ryouga said you wanted to see me?" She asked.
>       Ranma silently cursed Ryouga's name. "Yeah, uh."
>       Ranma turned to his replicator. "Would you like something to drink?"
>       Mina shifted in her seat a bit. She didn't know that this was going
to
> be something that would take so long that Ranma would offer her a drink.
>       "Just some water will be fine, thank you, Captain." Mina replied.
>       Ranma nodded. "One water and one tea; Earl Grey, hot." He instructed
> the computer. The replicator complied and the beverages appeared. He
handed
> Mina her glass and took a sip out of his.
>       "So." Ranma said. "You know that we have been on this ship for
almost
> four months now and we haven't really gotten to know each other?"
>       Mina nodded. "We didn't really get off to that great of a start."
>       Ranma laughed. He rubbed his head in the memory of Mina smashing a
> bottle over it. "All that trouble and I wasn't even a Changling!"
>       Mina giggled. Ranma leaned back.
>       "So, tell me about yourself. What do you like to do? What kind of
> sports do you like? Where do you want to go after here?" Ranma asked.
>       Mina also leaned back in the seat. "Well, I spend a lot of my time
off
> duty with Commander Tskuino and Commander Kino." She just couldn't get
> herself to say 'Commander Gosnell'. "And I used to with Commander Hino,
but
> she's kept to herself lately." Ranma nodded as he listened.
>       "I enjoy volleyball. I play on the holodeck when ever I can."
>       Ranma takes a sip of his tea. "Akane plays volleyball as well. You
two
> should play together some time."
>       Mina nods. "As for after here, well I haven't really thought that
far
> ahead. I was happy on the star base that I was assigned to before my
> transfer, but I am enjoying it out here. When we're not being shot at,
that
> is."
>       Ranma nods in agreement to that.
>       "Well, here is the reason I wanted to see you." Ranma began his lie.
> "Apparently your physical was accidentally deleted and sickbay needs you
to
> come and take another one."
>       Mina nodded, not believing a word of what Ranma just told her.
"Okay."
>       The pair just sat in silence for a moment. Mina finally decided to
> break the silence.
>       "Did Ryouga ask you to have me take the physical?"
>       Ranma spit his tea all over his console and started flailing his
arms
> wildly. Ranma was a terrible liar. "What? No."
>       Mina watched Ranma attempt to clean up the tea for a minute. Ranma
saw
> her eyeing him and knew it was useless to continue with his charade.
"Well,
> yes, but don't tell him I told you."
>       Mina sighed. "So you know what I did?"
>       Ranma nodded.
>       "So, do you think that I am a horrible officer for doing such a
thing
> with a subordinate?"
>       Ranma sat up and looked right a Mina.
>       "No."
>       Mina took little comfort in that.
>       "Look, Commander." Ranma started. "Ryouga isn't a bad guy-" Mina cut
> him off.
>       "He took advantage of me when I was drunk!" Mina exclaimed.
>       Ranma just looked at her some more. "I don't think that was the
case.
> You have more self control than that. This I do know. I have read your
> record.
>       "Now, I am going to be perfectly frank with you. This is just as
much
> your fault as it is his. You two need to work it out before it affects
your
> work anymore than it already has."
>       Mina nodded. She knew that he was right but she didn't want to admit
> that she could have been so sloppy.
>       "Do you think I am a bad officer because I am sleeping with
Commander
> Tendo?" Ranma asked.
>       "No." Mina replied.
>       "Why not? She's a subordinate."
>       "You're married."
>       Ranma shrugged. "What if we weren't?"
>       Mina looked shyly at Ranma. "No."
>       Ranma looked at Mina for an explanation.
>       "You're a good officer and you wouldn't let it affect your
decisions."
> Mina added.
>       Ranma smiled. "You are a good officer too, Mina. And so is Ryouga.
He
> may be a moron, but he's a good officer and a good guy. Don't let
something
> silly like this get in the way of something good that might happen."
>       Mina nodded and stood. Ranma stood as well.
>       "Please go get that checked." Ranma asked. "For not only yours and
> Ryouga's piece of mind, but mine as well."
>       Mina nodded, turned and walked out the door. After the door closed
> Ranma let out an exasperated sigh.
>       "God that was the most uncomfortable talk I had ever had to have."
> Ranma said.
>       "Did you have to tell her we were sleeping together?" Akane asked
from
> the adjoining room.
>       "We're married. I think it's implied." Ranma stated as Akane walked
up
> and sat on Ranma's couch.
>       Ranma stood and walked around his desk. He sat down next to Akane
and
> gave her a kiss. Akane grinned.
>       "How'd she find out anyway?" Akane asked.
>       "Lita told her. She and Serena and Raye all know."
>       "I can't wait till we can tell everyone." Akane grinned as she
kissed
> Ranma again.
>
> * * * *
>
>       Jeff sat up as Raye finished her story of events that had taken
place
> over the last ten years. Jeff took in the words and processed the events
in
> his head. The phone call letting Raye know that Darien had died. The shock
> of Raye's best friend shooting her. The bolt from the blue of seeing her
> dead husband on the Sisko's main viewer. The anguish of having to shoot
dead
> her husband.
>       Jeff felt a tear come to his eye. He had dealt with many types of
pain
> over the years, but never anything this intense.
>       Jeff realized that if he was going to help Raye through this he was
> going to have to pull himself together and say something.
>       Raye had just finished with her story. He face was red and puffy
from
> crying though all of it. She simply stared off at the wall past Jeff.
>       "Commander." Jeff finally stated. Raye looked over to him, on the
> verge of tears once again.
>       "The pain I feel from you is unbelievable." He continued. "I cannot
> make it go away, but I can help you make it more bearable."
>       Raye stood. "MORE BEARABLE?" She screamed. "What the fuck do you
mean
> 'more bearable'?"
>       "As someone once told me, pain is simply weakness leaving the body."
>       "Are you saying I am weak?" Raye growled.
>       "Well, yes." Jeff stated rather bluntly. Raye dropped back into her
> seat. "But it's nothing to be ashamed of. We are all weak in some ways.
> Myself, if I see a kitten I start to blubber like a baby."
>       Raye laughed. Jeff blushed and continued.
>       "But what makes us strong is how we handle our weaknesses."
>       Raye nodded. "I guess that I am not handling this very well at all."
>       Jeff shook his head. "How long did it take you to come to terms with
> Darien's original 'death'?"
>       Raye shook her head. "I didn't."
>       "This is why your pain his having such an effect on you now. I can
> tell that your mind is very strong and that you can over come this. It's
> going to take a while and daily meditation sessions."
>       Raye shook her head again. "I have tried meditating. All I can see
is
> me pulling the trigger and the look on Darien's face."
>       Jeff nodded. "And then you wake up. See, your mind is trying to deal
> with it, but your heart isn't letting you. I have several different
> techniques that will help you ignore what your heart is saying."
>       "Ignore my heart?" Raye asked, thoroughly confused.
>       Jeff nodded. "Your heart and mind need to work together. But right
now
> they aren't. Together we can get them back on the same page and get you
back
> to the way you were before."
>       "I doubt that." Raye said.
>       Jeff stood up and gestured for Raye to follow him.
>       "Where are we going?" She asked.
>       "My quarters." Jeff explained. "The sooner we get started the sooner
> you will be back to one hundred percent operating capacity."
>       Raye laughed. She was beginning to like Jeff. No one had been able
to
> make her laugh in quite a while. She liked it.
>       "Oh." Jeff started, stopping just shy of the door. "Go to your
> quarters first and change into something more comfortable."
>       Raye became rather defensive at this moment. "What?"
>       Jeff realized what she was thinking and quickly put her at ease.
"Don'
> t worry, Commander. I don't like girls." He smiled. Raye understood,
having
> spent four years in San Francisco. "You need to be in a very comfortable
> state. Normally on Betazed we do these meditations naked, but I know that
> would make you far more uncomfortable then it would help you."
>       Raye nodded. "Is there anything you people don't do naked?" Raye
> asked, referring to the Betazoid wedding ritual of being married in the
> nude.
>       Jeff didn't miss a beat. "Cooking bacon and playing with scissors."
>       Raye laughed as she walked out the door, down the hall and into the
> turbo lift to go and change.
>
> * * * *
>
>       The Crossroads dropped out of warp at the edge of the Zima Prime
> system. She continued to cruise at one half impulse towards the third
planet
> from the Zima Prime sun.
>       Ami was seated in her captain's chair. She started making a
recording
> in her log.
>
>       Captain's log: Stardate 60149.5. We have arrived at the Zima Prime
> system to check on a Class M planet picked up on long range sensors. As
far
> as we had known there were no class M planets anywhere in the sector. Once
> we determine if they are warp capable or not we will then decide if we are
> going to make first contact.
>
>       Ami smiled. She hadn't yet gotten a chance to make first contact
with
> a new civilization. She had specifically requested a long range assignment
> for that sole purpose.
>       Ami originally wanted to be a Starfleet doctor. Her goal was to be
on
> a medical ship that would warp to a desolate planet and save the day. That
> was until she went to the academy to sign up.
>       Starfleet doctors spend the first 10 years of their careers at
> Starfleet Medical here in San Francisco. The recruiter told her.
>       Ami had no interest in that. If she had wanted to stay on Earth she
> would have just become a regular doctor in Tokyo and that would be that.
>       No, Ami needed to be out there in the vastness of space. She needed
to
> be seeking out new life and new civilizations; boldly going where no one
has
> gone before.
>       Yeah, it's a little corny, but that's what she wanted.
>
>       FLASHBACK! JULY 5, 2379 (9 YEARS AGO)
>
>       Ami grumbles at the overweight Starfleet recruiter.
>       "Ten years?"
>       The recruiter nods. "There are many other positions available though
> where you will get your first assignment on a starship."
>       Ami started too look though the pamphlet that the recruiter had
handed
> her.
>       "There are tactical, operations, communications, engineering, and
> diplomatic specializations." He told her.
>       Ami frowned. "No science?"
>       The recruiter nodded. "Yes, but like medical, science officers start
> off either here or on a star base."
>       Ami groaned again. "What does diplomatic do? That doesn't sound very
> interesting at all."
>       "It is interesting." The recruiter informed her. "They are a very
> important part of Starfleet. They represent the Federation in conflict
> resolution, treaty negotiations, and first contact."
>       "First contact?" Ami asked.
>       "Yes. We have ships whose sole purpose is to roam around uncharted
> space and find warp capable planets and establish contact with them. To
let
> them know about us; who we are, where we are from, and our goals."
>       Ami grinned. She thought that could be a lot of fun.
>       Ami turned to the man. "So, how long do you have to be in the
academy
> for that?"
>       "There are three years of class room and then two years on a ship as
> an ensign. Once you complete that you are promoted past Lt. and right to
Lt.
> Commander. Nice little loophole there. The Federation Charter forbids any
> Starfleet officer below the rank of Lt. Commander from diplomatic
dealings.
> Once that happens you are then placed on a diplomatic ship and off you go.
>       "It's also a quick way to make Captain because we don't have enough
> officers specifically trained for diplomacy."
>       Ami smiled again. "Where do I sign?"
>
>       The chirping of Vong's computer brought Ami back to reality. She
> turned her head slightly to hear what he was about to say.
>       "Scans of the planet show no signs of warp capability." Vong stated
> very glumly. Ami sighed as did the rest of the bridge crew.
>       "Very well, do a through scan of the planet for the records and then
> let's get out of here." Ami groaned.
>       "Yes ma'am." Vong replied. "They do have spaceflight though and
> tracking satellites in orbit above the planet. I would recommend taking a
> position two million kilometers away and in the shadow of the first moon
to
> avoid detection."
>       Ami nodded. "Helm, make it so."
>       The helmsman nodded and the ship took a position in the shadow of
the
> moon closest to the planet.
>       "I am showing signs of a base on this moon, but no life forms." Vong
> noted. "But the base is on the other side so even if there is tracking
> devices there they should not be able to spot us."
>       "Good." Ami replied.
>       This is what life was like for the blue haired girl anymore. Finding
> new worlds with people on them, but not warp capable though. The prime
> directive forbids them from making contact with such worlds. Sometime
though
> Ami would like to just beam down there. Just to see what would happen.
>       She knew it would be a mess though. She had two classes spanning
four
> semesters on why there is a prime directive and what the consequences
would
> be if the prime directive is breeched.
>       In the words of one of her professors, it'd be a 'fucking mess'.
>       That was the last thing she wanted to do. Have to clean up a mess.
>       The tactical panel began to chirp at almost the same time as the
> operations panel. Both Vong and the tactical officer consulted each other
> before Vong addressed the captain.
>       "Captain, we are receiving a distress call from the planet's
surface."
>       Ami turned to Ark who turned to his display.
>       "Federation?" Ark asked.
>       Vong nodded his confirmation. "Yeah, I am receiving an audio
> transmission with it."
>       "On speaker." Ami ordered.
>       The shock of hearing the voice on the speaker caused Ami to almost
> fall out of her seat.
>       "To any ship receiving this message."
>       It was Ami.
>       But it wasn't Ami.
>       Ami looked at Ark.
>       "What are you doing on that planet?" Ark dryly joked. Ami simply
> smacked him in the head. The recording continued it's plea.
>       "This is the Federation starship the USS Sydney. We are a Runabout
> class scout ship. We suffered engine failure and were forced to crash land
> in a wooded area at 44 degrees, 17 minutes west latitude; 17 degrees, 5
> minutes north longitude. If you can assist us, please signal."
>       The message began to repeat. Vong shut it off and looked to his boos
> for orders.
>       "Can the civilization detect the signal?" Ami asked.
>       Vong checked his display. "They might eventually track down the
power
> surge coming from the transmission, but there will be no way that they can
> decode the transmission."
>       "And if we replied?" Ark asked.
>       "No, they won't be able to trace it." Vong answered.
>       "Open a channel then." Ami stated, standing.
>       "Audio only, ma'am." Vong informed her.
>       "That's fine." Ami sat back down.
>       A bleep is heard and Vong acknowledges that the channel is open.
>       "USS Sydney, this is the USS Crossroads." Ami stated.
>       "Ami!" The computer voice replied. "It's wonderful to finally meet
> you."
>       Ami shifted uncomfortably. She had never had a conversation with
> herself before and she wasn't sure that she liked it a lot.
>       "Yeah, about that." Ami said. "Why do you sound like me?"
>       "Well Trevor reprogrammed my audio subroutine to sound like you."
>       "TREVOR?" Ami screamed. The entire bridge crew looked her direction.
> She motioned to Vong to mute the transmission.
>       "Send it to my ready room." She ordered. Vong did as he was told and
> Ami scurried off into her office.
>
> * * * *
>
>       "Are we there yet?" Foster asked.
>       Trevor turned to his companion and simply glared at him. Foster took
> the hint and shut up. Not for long though.
>       "So, who is Ami?" Foster asked.
>       Trevor turned and glared at him again, but stopped and let out an
> exasperated sigh. He looked at the restaurant that they had stopped and
> front of. Trevor motioned for it.
>       "You hungry?" He asked.
>       Foster just shook his head. "No, but that's okay because I am never
> hungry. If you are though I will eat with you."
>       Trevor nodded and the pair walked into the restaurant. A waiter sat
> them at a table. Trevor starts to look over the menu.
>       "Shit I can't read this." He states grumbling at the alien language
> the menu is in. Trevor sighs and when the waitress walks up he simply
points
> to a picture that looks good. He then orders a tea. Foster orders a tea as
> well and the waitress walks off.
>       "So?" Asks Foster.
>       "Ami is a girl I knew for a while. Till before the war when we had
to
>
> go our different ways." Trevor said sipping the tea the waitress brought
> back for him. Foster tried to sip the tea but realized he didn't like it
one
> bit.
>       "Why didn't you keep in contact?" Foster asked.
>       "She was sent on a deep space first contact assignment and I was
sent
> off to fight in that bloody war." Trevor stated.
>       Trevor's food came. It was pasta like dish that had what appeared to
> be crab, shrimp and some other kind of seafood in it. Foster just looked
at
> it in disgust, but Trevor smiled and took a bite.
>       "Oh my good damn." Trevor exclaimed. "This is delicious."
>       Foster looked at it. "May I?"
>       Trevor nodded as he dug in. Foster picked up a fork and took a small
> piece. He ate it.
>       "Not bad." Foster acknowledged. Trevor offered him another bite but
he
> declines. Trevor shrugs and continues eating.
>       "Did you love her?" Foster asks.
>       "MUMF?" Trevor asks with his mouth full. Foster laughs at him.
Trevor
> quickly swallows.
>       "Love?" Trevor asks again, this time understandable.
>       "Yeah. Did you love her?"
>       Trevor blushes and nods. "Yeah I did." Trevor sighs. "I still do."
>       "Well then." Foster grins. "That is how I will repay my debt to you.
I
> will help you find Ami."
>       Trevor laughed. "Good luck! She could be anywhere in the galaxy!"
>       Foster nodded. "That's okay."
>       Trevor laughs again as he finishes eating, leaves what should be
> enough money on the table, and walks out with Foster right behind him.
>       "Why are you laughing?" Foster asks.
>       Trevor never stops walking, nor looks at his companion. "Well for
one,
> you may be able to zip around the galaxy in mere moments, but I cannot.
And
> for two, Ami is a beautiful, sexy, yummy little thing who has no doubtedly
> found herself a new man and forgotten all about stupid old me."
>       Foster sighed and continued to walk with Trevor in silence. Even if
> Trevor was going to give up on his one true love, Foster wasn't.
>