Deep Space Guardian: Season II-Episode 30

[Founder]

Last time on Deep Space Guardian...

Ian sits in his office, talking to Admiral Smith about his first officer.

[La Forge]

Deep Space Guardian, Sickbay

Juliana nodded in Commander Hayes' direction.

"I understand. I'll be waiting, Jack." Juliana said, softly, before she mustered up a weak smile. "It was nice speaking with you, again, Jack." Juliana said, happily. "How about, the next time I'm on Earth, we go to "Sisko's", in New Orleans and chat. I've been there before. The gumbo is to die for." Juliana laughed, with a twinkle in her eye. Jack had been one of the only people, aside of her family, that she had really been able to open up to.

[Founder]

-DSG, Sickbay-

Jack returned the smile, glad to hear from her again.

"I'd love to Jules," He said, "Its a date and you make sure you avoid any of those nasty swords of the Nautolians eh? Take care. Commander Hayes out."

The screen went back to showing the UFP symbol.

[La Forge]

DSG, Sickbay

Juliana let a sigh escape her lips. It was nice to hear from Jack, again. However, she still had a job to do. Juliana rose from her seat and straightened her uniform, before she exited her office and entered Main Sickbay.

Juliana found Nurse Frella attending to an unconscious Kiris Ditex, just as she had ordered. Juliana sighed, before she approached the Bolian nurse.

"Nurse Frella?" Juliana announced her arrival. "I've just contacted Starfleet Medical. We have the go ahead to use the nanoprobes. They'll be sending out some experts to assist us with the operation." Juliana explained, somberly. "Now, how is our patient doing?" Juliana asked, as she looked down on the Human/Romulan hybrid's readings...

[Founder]

-DSG, Sickbay-

Frella motioned towards the screen on her console.

"He is stable," She said, "But as I said, needs immediate surgery. We can wake him if you wish."

[La Forge]

DSG, Sickbay

Juliana nodded to Nurse Frella.

"He has the right to know what is about to happen. Wake him up." Juliana simply said, as she looked down at the unconscious man.

[Founder]

-DSG, Sickbay-

The Bolian woman nodded and grabbed a hypospray from a tray filled with tools. She placed it against his neck and injected him, forcing him to wake up.

[La Forge]

DSG, Sickbay

Juliana knelt down beside the bio-bed and looked at the Human/Romulan hybrid in the eye.

"Lieutenant Ditex? My name is Juliana Roberts. I'm a doctor, here on DSG. I'm here to help." Juliana introduced herself, softly. "How are you feeling?" Juliana asked, with a faint smile, to try and make the engineer feel comfortable.

[Lord Borg]

-DSG, Corridor-

T'Sa looked around. "Perhaps we should bathe and get a change of clothes first, we're not pleasent smelling." T'Sa also wasn't about to leave before the reversal of the alterations were done. She'd go back in sickbay in a moment, but wanted to speak with Aia about the discomfort.

-USS Scimitar, Bridge-

Archer sat in the chair and then looked to Tolok.

"I know,... take power from the replicators, we have the emergancy rations...such as they are...."

[Spellbinder Marik]

Kiris Ditex-Unsure of where he is.

Kiris awoke with a start and sat right up. �Cloaked ship, communication!!�

It took a moment for his senses to come back to him. He was in a sickbay. He saw a lady doctor kneeling beside the bed. He sighed and laid back down. �It happened didn�t it?�

[La Forge]

DSG, Sickbay

Juliana had been right. Lieutenant Ditex had been dreaming. Juliana shook her head at the man's question.

"No. You were dreaming. You're in Sickbay on DSG right now." Juliana informed the man. "Now...Lieutenant...I need to talk to you about something important. You're health. You do know that you're nerves are detaching themselves from you're brain? You're stable, now, but, if it starts, again, you'll die. There is only one way to stop it from happening, again. We are going to use Borg nanoprobes on you. Now, you have to understand, that there is a big risk in this. You may be assimilated, like the Borg, if the operation goes awry. You need to make a decision...Will you go ahead with the procedure? If you don't, you may die. But, the decision is yours." Juliana explained, solemnly.

[Spellbinder Marik]

�If you don�t, you may die.� Kiris had heard.

Starfeet Medical 2355

Laura and N�Tran waited in the waiting room. Something had gone wrong with Kiris. The doctors had said the nerves in his brain were detaching themselves. They couldn�t explain why. When he was born they�d detected no abnormalities. He was as healthy as any other Human/Romulan hybrid. �Can we see him?� The doctor nodded at N�Tran.

U.s.s. Advent 2377 Sickbay

Kiris woke and sat up. �You gave us a scare kid� It was the XO. �If I�d known you going to faint I�d have never asked you to play cards.�
�Play cards?�
�We were on the holodeck, remember?�
Kiris remembered being on the holodeck.
�So you�ll drop the double duty shifts on account of my not feeling well then?�
The XO smiled.
�Are you kidding, I expect you�ll be ready to go tomorrow morning. Besides, I won fair and square.�
�I had to try.�
�Evidently you�re well enough to make jokes. I wasn�t kidding though. You did give us a scare for awhile there. You�re a damn good engineer, in my opinion, you�ll be chief someday, I�d hate to lose you even if you�re a lousy card player.�

DSG Sickbay Current Day

Had the XO made it off the Advent? I�ll have to find out sometime.

�Go ahead with the surgery doc. I�ll need to be alive to beat Cmdr. Swanson at cards.�
Kiris had his money that the XO was still alive, he�d never seen a tougher man in his life.

[La Forge]

DSG, Sickbay

Juliana smiled, faintly, before she nodded to the Human/Romulan hybrid.

"Alright, then. The operation will begin, soon. Until then, I would like for you to get some sleep." Juliana said, gently, before she turned to Nurse Frella and nodded and she walked out of Main Sickbay and back into her office.

[Founder]

-DSG, Corridor-

Ian slowly nodded in agreement with T'Sa. Leaving immediatly might be a little too much. They still needed to delete the registry codes on the shuttle.

"Agreed," He said, "We'll meet in two hours at the shuttlebay."

He nodded to both women and walked off.

-USS Scimitar, Bridge-

"That won't be much power," She said, "But it may be enough for a quick discussion."

She did as he said and managed to get long range communications online.

"Hailing DSG." She reported.

[Lord Borg]

-DSG, Corridor-

T'Sa watched Ian walked off down the corridor. She looked to Aia and puased before speaking.

"I... perhaps I shouldn't have inturpted the procedure but I felt it neccesary...."

-USS Scimitar, Bridge-

Archer nodded.

"Take power from any uneccesary system."

Archer sighed and looked ahead.

"This is Captain Archer, making an emergancy hail to DSG, respond please"

[Spellbinder Marik]

Admiral N�Trans Warbird

An alert sounded.
�What is it?�
�General Sela has sent a task force after us. Should we take care of them?�
�So predictable. No, I don�t want to destroy potential allies. They follow her now, but when the face of things changes we�ll need them. Drop out of warp and take us through A�rkean nebula, we�ll lose them in there before we resume course.�

Several Hours Later

�Any sign of pursuit?�
�No sir.�
�Send a message to the rest of the fleet, continue on to Elerra Prime, we�ll join them there soon.�
�Sir?�
�I want to see my son.�
�Message sent sir.�
�Alter course to Deep Space Guardian.�
The helmsman while hesitant carried out the order.

The Area around Deep Space Guardian

There were Federation ships everywhere. �Cloak is stable sir, they won�t see un unless we want them to.�
�Funny you should say that. Drop the cloak and hail the station.�
�But sir, what if they fire on us?�
�As a show of good faith crewman, we�ll have our weapons and shields down.�
The crewman was unsure of what to do.
�If you�re unable to follow orders I�ll do it my self.�
�I�ll do it sir.�
The crewmen�s fingers danced across the controls.
The cloak dropped and the Warbird shimmered into view. It wasn�t your garden variety D�deridex class. There were visible alterations to her hull.
�Are the weapons offline and shields down?�
The crewman was noticeably agitated.
�Yes sir.�
N�Tran pressed the communication button.
�This is Admiral N�Tran of the Romulan Warbird M�istal. Please respond.�

[Founder]

(Chris? You said Archer was in the DSG Corridor. )

-DSG, OPS-

Jones was sitting in OPS, quietly monitering the incoming traffic of ships coming from the wormhole. The turbo lift doors opened and Ian walked out, heading towards his office. Jones turned to say hello, but he immediatly walked into his office, not saying a word to anyone. He was obviously bothered by something. Jones went back to work and detected a large group of tachyons building up near the station.

"What the hell..." He said, surprised.

He motioned towards science.

"Get the anti-cloak scan online." He ordered.

The anti-cloak scan had been in use for sometime, but was still experimental and unfortuanetly, not 100% accurate. Before the scans could be sent, he detected a small fleet of Romulan ships, altered slightly, decloaking. His robotic eye lit up, signifying he was in shock.

"Oh my God..., "He said, thinking it was a Romulan fleet, "Red alert!"

Officers rushed about, panicked at the sight on the viewscreen. Jones was barking orders when Ian stepped out of his office.

"Report!" He ordered.

Jones looked back at him, motioning towards the viewscreen.

"A fleet of Romulan ships have decloaked in our backyard," He said, "We're charging weapons and shields are raised. I've sent an alert to the listening post set up in the Delta quadrant. All ships are staying away."

Ian stared at the viewscreen in shock.

"They might be here for the wormhole," He said, "Or the refugees on Elerra Prime."

"Or are our lease in their space has run out..." Jones joked, then reported, "Their weapons and shields are offline."

Ian walked towards the center console, standing alongside the cyborg operations officer.

"We're being hailed from two sources," The communications officer said, "The Romulan flagship of the fleet and captain Archer, on an emergency channel."

He sighed, shaking his head. Could this be a worse time for Archer to contact him?

"Respond to captain Archer and find out his emergency," He ordered, "Onscreen for the Romulan flagship."

The communications officer sent a text message to the Scimitar, asking what was their emergency. Meanwhile, the Romulans appeared on the viewscreen.

"I'm captain Ian Xavier of the federation space station-DSG," He said, "Is there any reason you made this hostile manuever against us?"

[Lord Borg]

-USS Scimitar, Bridge-

Archer read the message.

"Send this back 'I require Captain Xaivers assistance, on the matter of the Anti-Human group. He's seen them in action. He can tell me things that starfleet database will not."

[Spellbinder Marik]

Romulan Warbird M�istal

�They�re arming weapons!! Raising shields!�
�No!! We must appear peaceful.�
�Admiral, they�re responding.�
�On screen.�

[Founder]

-DSG, OPS-

Ian looked over at Jones who could only shrug in response. He looked up at the viewscreen.

"I suppose that is alright," He replied, "But please understand that my station has over a thousand torpedoes, and dozens upon dozens of phaser arrays. Our shield strength is second to none. Your fleet, while it may do damage, will not win in a fight. So if you plan on betraying me, know that it will cost you and your fleet's life. Are we understood sir?"

[Spellbinder Marik]

�Understood, I�ll transport momentarily, M�istal out.�
�At least take this sir.� One of the officer handed N�Tran a disruptor. N�Tran handed it back.
�No, they�re already as suspicious enough. If it�ll make you feel better, keep a transporter lock on me.�

N�Trans accessed the transporters from the Ops console and transported to DSG.

DSG OPS

N�Tran appeared on the transporter pad in the Ops of the Federation Station.
�Nice to meet you face to face Captain.� N�Tran extended his hand.

[Founder]

-DSG, OPS-

Ian walked over to him, flanked by armed security officers. He held a hand up, ordering them to stand down.

"Welcome aboard...mr...?" He said, shaking the Romulan's hands.

Meanwhile, the communications officer saw the message, but was unable to give it to captain Xavier, not without interrupting this. A Romulan, leading a fleet, beams aboard. That was not the time to interrupt. Sent sent a message back...

-USS Scimitar, Bridge-

"...in potential trouble," Tolox read back to the captain, "Unable to reply, diffusing tense situation."

She looked back at Archer.

"The message ends there sir." She said.

[Spellbinder Marik]

DSG Station

�Ditex, N�Tran Ditex.�
N�Tran could see the unease of the officers around him, he himself was a little tense.
N�Tran shook the Starfleet captains hand.
�I�m told that my son serves here on your station. If it�s not to much trouble, I�d like to see him.�

[Lord Borg]

-USS Scimitar, Bridge-

Archer sighed and shook his head. The Universe was doing all it could to stop him from calling Ian.

"We'll try again later, what's the ships status?"

[Founder]

-USS Scimitar, Bridge-

An officer that was communicating from the bridge to engineering and vice versa, quickly responded.

"Engineering to bridge," He said to Archer, speaking for Sung Li, chief of engineering, "Weapons and shields are back online and you may increase to warp 6."

Reed smirked, grateful for the news.

"Finally..." He said, "Something good."

-DSG, OPS-

Ian nodded and motioned for the man to follow him into his office/ready room.

"Mr. Ditex," He said, "I'd be pleased to check the crew manifest, but I was unaware that a Romulan joined Starfleet."

He walked into his office, waiting for the Romulan man to follow.

-DSG, Captain's Office-

He sat down and activated his computer, running a search for anyone with that last name on his station. Much to his surprise, a person did come up-Kiris Ditex. He had joined when Ian had been on the S:I mission, which is why he hadn't met him.

"Oh," He said, "The new assistant chief of engineering....a hybrid..."