SB Assailant Mission 2.4 -Dreamweaver Fugue States

[Magellan Lin]

WARNING WARNING ROUGH PLOT ONLY. I REPEAT ROUGH PLOT ONLY - feel free to contribute ideas.


Dreamweaver – ‘Fugue States’

This is intended to fit in partly with the Fleet Mission which will be the B-plot. The A-plot will be a character piece on Saarok.

A-Plot – An old friend of Saaroks, V’Shal, comes aboard. However Saarok claims he doesn’t know her. In fact he denies ever having met her before. She comes with a warning that people are out to get him but will not go into specifics.

Saarok – does he really know V’Shal – does it relate to his memory loss?

Tomlinson – Will need to assign security and investigate V’Shals accusations.


B-Plot – A stranger found aboard the Angel is in sickbay.

Mercy – needs to find out what’s wrong with him and find a cure for the mad Angel crewmembers (See background to mission)

Myself, Tedak, Drew and Jatira can develop personal stories etc etc and will slot into the plot where needed, we’ll see how it develops to start with.

Start date for this mission is on hold at the mo. But should start on next week.

[Magellan Lin]

It was a rare thing. As rare to him as perhaps ice was to camel but there it was - Magellan rarely got time to himself. He sat in a large chair in his quarters and relished the nothingness around him.
Dinas lay contentedly at his feet. Curled in to a tight ball from which neither head nor tail could be distinguished the only sign of life was the faint movement of the chest and a low mewing noise on each exhalation.
Magellan peered into his now cold coffee and placed it on the table beside him and picked up the PaDD beside him. For once it wasn’t a crew report or diplomatic problem but an actual novel. It was recounting a story set during the riots that had ravaged Trill a few years ago that had resulted in so many symbionts being killed. Lenara had suggested he read it, she hinted it might help him understand how he and Lin inter-related. It frustrated him how Lenara wouldn’t tell him what was happening to him outright. He understood the restrictions of the Symbiosis Commission but they were friends surely she could tell him more. He knew he had more hosts, perhaps as many as 3 before Toya and yet he couldn’t remember any of their lives and there seemed to be no record at all of any of the others – the Commission denied him access to their records.
Becoming restless Magellan got up, carefully extricating himself from Dinas and put on his Starfleet jacket. He was back on duty in half an hour and wanted to get a bite to eat in Hirishars before then. He gathered up a pile of PaDDs dumped them into a case and left.

Assailant as usual was busting with life, the latest arrival of Tekaran refugees had just arrived and a group of Debrune facilatators were directing them towards a lecture hall where they would be educated on Debruni ways. Jak’dor had settled down now, his annoyance at having his files stolen had dissipated and he had allowed diplomatic ties to return, mostly thanks to the work of Jatira.
It had been 3 weeks since the drama of Senator Krotaks kidnapping of D’Beren and the assassinations of both a visiting Federation Ambassador and the Senator herself. Magellan was glad things had settled down but the incident had left scars, the tender alliance between the Romulans and the Federation in the terraforming of Qualinost had been stretched to near breaking. That was nothing to say of the relationship between the senior staff and their Ambassador, Tedak.
Dodging a family of Domolites Magellan turned down on to the Arcade, the vast shopping and entertainment district of the city in space. Representatives of a hundred races lived, worked and played here and he relished in the diversity. Going down a few steps and taking a right he entered Hirishars Fine Bolian Restaurant.
“The usual please Hirishar” He called to the Bolian at the hatch to the kitchen,
“Coming right up” he smiled broadly causing a wrinkle in his bifurcated face.

Taking his usual seat by the window Magellan pulled out a PaDD, it was review by Drew on the ‘Angel Incident’. The matter had begun 3 days ago when Drew out on a routine patrol picked up a distress call and investigated, discovering both an ancient artefact and a disabled Angel. The crew were all mad and were berthed in the Bases Hospital waiting for Mercy to cure them. Mercy if ever there were an apt name for a doctor there it was Magellan mused. Either way he had a problem, he needed to assign a ship to recover the Angel and find out what had happened. Something he needed to discuss with Paul at the next available moment.


At Airlock 16 the Bajoran Transport opened her airlock and mated with the station. Atmospheres cycled and equalised and with a hiss the doors opened. A number of Bajorans emerged followed by a Ferengi and then a pair of long legs. The legs led up to a thin and well toned, lithe body dressed uncharacteristically in a simple one piece tunic in lavender blue. The face was smooth and yet severe in strangely alluring way. The dark brown hair ran ruler straight across the forehead before cascading down her back in a trail of 3 pony tails. Wisps of it were tucked behind a pair of slender and elongate ears. Almond eyes hazelnut brown peered out as she shrugged off yet another lecherous advance by Brik his own oversized ears thick with grey hair.
“Try that again and I ll snap those lobes right off” she hissed under her breath,
“Ohh promises promises” the Ferengi grinned toothily,
“I mean it” she replied grasping the nearest one and twisting it hard,
“Arrgghhh owwwwwwwww” Brik screamed his knees buckling beneath him,
“It would be logical for you to now avoid me” she replied curtly and stepped away leaving Brik rubbing his ear,
“That’s some woman” he groaned in adoration.
The Vulcan woman passed through customs and retrieved her luggage, a simple cloth bag with twine straps. She slung it over her shoulder and walked to the nearest public information terminal.
“Computer where is the Federation Embassy?”
“Federation Embassy is located in the Ambassadorial and VIP Sectors on Decks 313 through sections A to G.”
Without turning off the terminal she turned on her heel and headed for a turbolift.

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Saarok was going over the latest report on the relations between the Romulan Empire and the United Federation of Planets. Ever since the Romulan senator died in the "accident" 3 weeks ago the relations began to deteriorate as the Romulans are convinced that the federation murdered her and refuse to believe it being an accident. And to add, his memory was not getting any better either.

No matter how much he meditated it did not help him. Whatever cause his memory loss seemed to be permanent. At times that bothered him, especially when it came to people showing up and claiming they knew him but in reality it turned out he never actually met them. Therefore he came up with a new strategy, whenever someone came up and claimed to know him, he sent the person of and did not believe them.

Several minutes later he received a message on his intercom a Vulcan female, V’Shal was there to see him and has introduced herself as an old friend.

"Tell her that she may enter", he said

He put down the pads he was reading and rose up from his chair. Just at that moment the door slid open and a female. She had a thin and well toned, lithe body dressed uncharacteristically in a simple one piece tunic in lavender blue. The face was smooth and yet severe in strangely alluring way. The dark brown hair ran ruler straight across the forehead before cascading down her back in a trail of 3 pony tails. Wisps of it were tucked behind a pair of slender and elongate ears. Almond eyes hazelnut brown peered out as she scanned the office of the ambassador.

Saarok stepped up and introduced himself.

"Ambassador Saarok of Vulcan, the senior ambassador for the United Federation of Planets assigned to the Section 47 space", he paused then resumed, "You said to my aide that you are a friend, I must inform you that it does not sound logical as I do not remember ever seeing you.", he said in Vulcan

<Tag V'Shal>

[mercy]

Dr. Stuart Mercy now wished that he had extended his mini-vacation over at SB Conqueror for at least a week. Shortly after his return from there, four days ago to be exact, SB Assailant became involved in the investigation of a disabled Starfleet vessel, the USS Angel. Now Dr. Mercy's infirmary was inundated with stark raving mad patients from that vessel, and an as yet unidentified alien patient.

The past three days consisted of the constant monitoring of these patients, while Stuart was at the same time trying to figure out what the cause was for their madness. He needed to locate ADM Lin and make his brief report.

"Lily! Please locate Admiral Lin."

_/\_ Admiral Lin is at Hirishars Fine Bolian Restaurant, in the Habitat level. _/\_

"Thank you Lily." Stuart was glad to have Lily back after she had been locked out of most critical systems for a while.

The Habitat level was the next level down from the science level, where the Infirmary was located. Yet, physically, the distance between the Infirmary and the Arcade, where the restaurant was located, covered nearly one hundred and fifty decks. With the help of turbolifts and anti-grav personnel movers, Stuart covered this distance in a matter of ten minutes.

Stuart was glad to be able to catch the Admiral here at this Bolian restaurant. He relished being able to make his reports in a more social manner. Stuart preferred this method as this type of interaction was at a more personal level.

"Mind if I join you Admiral?" Stuart approached hoping he wasn't disturbing ADM Lin.

"No. By all means, have a seat." ADM Lin moved his PADD over to one side.

Stuart picked up the menu in hopes of finding a cuisine that might suit his pallet. "Any recommendations for something light and yet filling?"

"Well, you could try some Bolian tomato soup. It's a bit thicker than what you might be used to. I can't speak of its taste to you as you well know, our physiology is different in that aspect, but I do believe it is close to your Terran tomato soup."

"I'll take your word for it then." A waiter had appeared in the meantime, and Stuart ordered the soup. ADM Lin didn't waste any time, knowing that Dr. Mercy had tracked him down for official matters.

"How are our patients doing? Any improvements?"

"The only improvements that I can report are that they are stable, but many of their biological levels remain elevated. We have to keep them sedated to avoid the mad fits they have experienced aboard their ship." Stuart received his soup and started eating it.

"What about our alien guest?" ADM Lin inquired.

"He is a horse of a whole 'nother color." ADM Lin was a bit taken aback at this terminology. "I mean that he is a different case altogether. I haven't been able to wake him. He's in some type of a coma or, I'm actually theorizing here, he may be in some sort of hibernation or dormant state. His biology is that of a reptilian species. Many of which go into a dormant state under certain conditions."

The Admiral was thinking this over while Stuart proceeded to have a few more spoons full of his soup. The Admiral was right, this Bolian tomato soup was close to Terran soup, just much thicker. Stuart thought that its consistency was more like porridge or oatmeal, or something along those lines.

Before ADM Lin was able to finish his thoughts, Stuart continued to verbalize his. "I can't, as of yet, ascertain if he has anything to do with what happened to the crew of the Angel. If he has some type of micro organism that affects the others, but is natural to him. On the other hand, if he doesn't, he may hold the key for the crew's cure as he doesn't seem to be infected as they are."

Now ADM Lin was able to add something to that equation. "This mad plague may then be coming from somewhere or something else, other than him. I had thought of that as one of the options, but I guess I was hoping it would be as simple as our alien guest being the cause of all this."

The two had finished their meals and were ready to proceed with their daily duties. They both got up and walked out of the restaurant and chatted about Stuart's mini vacation on Conqueror until they reached the point were they parted their ways. "Well Doctor, thanks for your assessments. Keep me posted of any changes or improvements."

"You know I will Admiral."

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The one thing Drew hated more than writing reports, was reading reports. Since arriving in his office an hour ago, he had to read one report on the status of the USS Galaxy, which was in for repairs, another report on the current status of the Federation/Romulan alliance, and now a fellow up report on the Angel. He also still had the next day’s repair schedule to approve and well as reviewing next week’s duty roster.

Naturally he had a pot of steaming hot English tea next to him, as well as an audio recording of a concert held on Earth a few months ago that a friend had sent him. So far neither were doing much to relax him. Maybe it was just that the reports weren’t interesting, but Drew couldn’t keep his mind focused on his work, he was too busy worrying about his eldest daughter – Tammy, who recently had become more reclusive towards the family. Suspecting it was something to do with the attack on her a few weeks ago, Drew had spoken with both Chief Tomlinson and Dr. Mercy about her, but so far no one had any real idea what was wrong with his daughter.

“Operations to Admiral Drew,” said F’rras over the intercom.

“Go ahead Commander,” Drew replied, putting down his padd.

“We have another ship requesting position to dock for repairs.”

“Another one!” Drew exclaimed, he had never known so many ships to be arriving at the station in one go, and never so many requesting repairs.

“Yes Sir, its the Silverstone, they report damage to there warp coil, as well as power problems on decks ten through twenty.”

“Wonderful,” Drew answered, calling up the current repair schedules, “OK, push the Rutherford back, and slot the Silverstone in, I’ll speak to Captain Jennings.”

“He will kill you,” F’rras replied.

“I know,” Drew answered, “I’ll buy him a few drinks, break it to him easy.”

“Good luck Admiral, Operations out,”

Picking the padd up with the Angel report, Drew started to read again, although now he was also thinking of the best way to tell Captain Jennings’s his ship was going to be in drydock for another week at least. F’rras was right; Jennings’s was going to kill him.

[Magellan Lin]

The Vulcan stood arrow straight her emotions masked in typical fashion,
“I see you still ‘enjoy’ your jokes. Life with the humans has corrupted you more than many would think”
“I m sorry” Saarok said, one eye-brow raised “Have we met before?”
V’Shal scowled at him and sighed in what could have passed for exasperation.,
“Only at our marriage ceremony” she answered coolly, “Age seems to have dulled your senses.”

<Tag: Saarok>

***

Magellan parted from Dr Mercy and headed up to Ops. As usual the place was a buzz, several ships were due in and Drew was rapidly assigning and reassigning work crews.
“Any problems?” he asked,
“None” F’Rass replied curtly,
“Excellent” Magellan answered and entered his office.
=^= Welcome Admiral=^= Lily greeted as he took to his desk, =^= You have 16 messages. 2 from Starfleet Command, Office of Admiral Chaturo, 1 from the Romulan Embassy on Earth, 3 from Maintenance Support, 2 from Dr Hyan Sharex, 1 from Jak’Dor, 2 from Admiral Drew, 1 from Ambassador Kaskrene, 1 from Randicore, 1 from Station Security and 1 from the Trill Symbiosis Commission.=^=
“Thankyou Lily. Route the Command messages to my terminal and decode. Then start to display in order.”
Magellan sat and wearily went through the messages. The Starfleet ones related to fleet dispositions and new policies. The maintenance ones were logs and repair schedules. The Romulan message wasn’t particularly pleasant, an aide to the Emperor stirring up more discord and threatening to send an investigation team of their own. The rest drifted away before his eyes, terraforming, new ships, Tholian visitors and petty thefts. It all seemed to blur into one. He paused at the message from Randicore.
Randicore was a federation administered planet near S47 space. The message was from a cultural team leader mentioning an unusual rise in violent behaviour on the planet.
Finally he reached the last message the one he had been waiting on. He opened it and read the text message.
“Dear Admiral Magellan Lin,
The Symbiosis Commission has met and decided to release some information that you requested concerning the symbiont Lin. We can confirm Lin was in the vicinity of the attack on the Caves of Makala, we can also confirm that it is our firm belief that the Lin Symbiont had more hosts than yourself and Toya. The problem of lost records hasn’t been a problem since the Commission was attacked, most symbionts and hosts just recall the details of their past lives. We suggest you commune with Lin as no official record exists in our databases of who else Lin was joined to. We would be greatful and indeed insist you inform us of any developments. We will when time allows send a representative tomeet with you.
Dr Ren Makol – Trill Symbiosis Commission”
There it was then Magellan thought, the truth that Lin had had more hosts, his vaguer memories weren’t just an illusion. It did however leave him at a dead end, without records how could he learn more especially with Lin being so distant.

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Tedak had enjoyed the three weeks of compulsary vacation, and had spend most of the time with his son on the base's holodecks, teaching him about Romulan and Vulcan culture. He had also spent a week on Qualinost, where D'Beren was subjected to a few Debrune rituals, which he himself was forbidden to attend.

Tedak had known it would be futile to protest, and in interest of peaceful relations with the Debrune, as well as the fact that he himself had stolen valuable data from the Debrune, he didn't even attempt to make a protest. Instead, he had handed his son to JakDor, who seemed to be expecting some sort of protest at the prohibition for him to attend.

Surprised, JakDor had stared after the Romulan Ambassador, who had turned on his heels after giving the boy a hug, and quietly walked away without saying a word on the matter. Hours later, when JakDor and the boy were waiting for him to return, Tedak came strolling from the extensive gardens. Without a word, he took back his son and strolled away to the transporter platforms.

Now, Tedak sat in his quarters, looking rather angrily at his computer terminal. Only seconds ago, he received a message from Senator M'Ress that there was going to be an enquiry in his handling of the situation, and the death of Senator Krotak. The senator did assure him that it was only an informal inquiry. Grinding his teeth, Tedak closed the message and scowled. M'Ress had been a close friend for years, who always warned him if trouble was coming up. And this enquiry was most certainly going to be trouble.

Sighing, he picked up the children's book that was lying next to him on the desk and strolled back to the living room, where D'Beren was sitting on the couch holding a pluche teddybear, sucking quietly on it's ear. "Now, I told you that you can't eat your teddy," Tedak chided, playfully pulling the ear out of the boy's mouth. He then tapped the book. "Want to hear another story, before you're going to take your bath and then to bed?"

The boy nodded vigourously and snatched the book away from his father. Blindly, he opened the book and it folded open on a storey about a young duckling that was bullied because he was different. Tedak smiled, and pulled the boy onto his lap, then started to read.

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magellan said:

The Vulcan stood arrow straight her emotions masked in typical fashion,
“I see you still ‘enjoy’ your jokes. Life with the humans has corrupted you more than many would think”
“I m sorry” Saarok said, one eye-brow raised “Have we met before?”
V’Shal scowled at him and sighed in what could have passed for exasperation.,
“Only at our marriage ceremony” she answered coolly, “Age seems to have dulled your senses.”

<Tag: Saarok>

Saarok was taken back when V'Shal informed him that she was his wife but showed no signs of it. But he did not know why would a Vulcan attempt to trick him, perhaps she was not a Vulcan at all but a Romulan pretending to be a Vulcan and his wife in an attempt to try to trick him for some unknown reason.

"If indeed what you are saying is the truth, how do you explain that there are no records that can confirm your statement.", he said and before she could respond he resumed, "Logic states that you are not saying the truth when there are no solid facts to confirm what you are saying", he said

<Tag V'Shal>

"It would be logical that now when your cover story has been seen through, that you either leave or tell me the real reason you are here and who you are.", he said

<Tag V'Shal>

[Magellan Lin]

Saarok was taken back when V'Shal informed him that she was his wife but showed no signs of it. But he did not know why would a Vulcan attempt to trick him, perhaps she was not a Vulcan at all but a Romulan pretending to be a Vulcan and his wife in an attempt to try to trick him for some unknown reason.

"If indeed what you are saying is the truth, how do you explain that there are no records that can confirm your statement.", he said and before she could respond he resumed, "Logic states that you are not saying the truth when there are no solid facts to confirm what you are saying", he said

"You and logic were always somewhat remotely connected" V'Shal noted coolly, "We were married during your period outside of you 'regular' work. Its all above board but at the time it wasnt prudent for either of us to acknowledge publicly he bond we made. But that matters little. It was more of convience than anything else. Pon Farr can occur at the most awkward times."

"It would be logical that now when your cover story has been seen through, that you either leave or tell me the real reason you are here and who you are.", he said

"I see that the rumours are true" V'Shal answered taking a seat opposite him, "And not just the ones about your limited intelligence."

"I suggest you make your point" Saarok requested,
"I thought I was" V'Shal said with the faintest hint of a smirk, "I had heard through...sources that you had lost your memory. I never really belived it. You were always so good at your...job. I never believed anyone would best you... save me. Nevertheless the fact that your memory loss exists adds weight to what I am to tell you. You either knew something, or were going to do something - You either might remember or havent done it either way these people are out to get you. Your name has been given out to the sectors finest bounty hunters and assassins. Not a great fee but enough. You my dear husband are in grave danger."

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"This is an outrage", Saarok said, "You coming in here threatening my life", he resumed, "Perhaps you should back those statements with facts that could lead to a logical conclusion that someone would want me dead", he said

<Tag V'Shal>

"I see, well then you may leave now"; he said, as he strolled out of his office leaving V'Shal inside

His abrupt departure caught his guards of guard but it only took them a few seconds to realize that he was leaving and start following him. Saarok was attempting to find logic in what had just happened. He had to speak to someone. Speak to someone he felt as if someone screamed in his head. It was as if he was not the person to speak to others about his problems, or at least was not the person to do so in the past.

He was passing through the corridors not noticing people who were there, he did not even stop to greet the security chief Tomlinson when he passed by him. After a few minutes he arrived to the place he was going to. He chimed the door and a few moments later he heard Tedak saying enter.

"Ambassador Saarok", Tedak said looking surprised a bit

"I require your assistance he said."

<Tag Tedak>

"Thank you", Saarok said as he sat down on the couch

<Tag Tedak>

"It was like this", he began, "About an half an hour ago a Vulcan female...", he started and told Tedak everything that happened, "And that is all", he said as he finished

<Tag Tedak>

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Tedak was surprised to find Saarok knocking on his door. He had just put his son to bed and was about to pick up a book for a few hours of relaxation before going to bed himself. "Please, have a seat," he said, motioned for the older man to take a seat. "Can I offer you something?"

At Saarok's nod, Tedak returned from his kitchen with a jar of fresh orange juice, and filled two cups, offering one to Saarok. "You said you needed to talk," he enquired, and sat to listen as Saarok told him what had transpired earlier.

"Now that is interesting," Tedak replied, holding up the jar in a silent query, then refilling both cups, "so this Vulcan woman claims to be your bondmate. Do you sense anything from a bond?" He gazed intently at his friend. "I assume here that, with a pon farr, you two needed to be bonded by ritual, the way T'Val and I have done two years ago?"

<Saarok>

"Do you think that I have met V'Shal before?" he queried next, "I mean, I am sure that you would have told me about her before ehm, the accident. If I would see a picture of her, I would be able to tell if I have met her before, or heard about her before. Either then I can verify her claim, or confirm your suspiscions."

Then, Tedak had an idea. "How do your firelizards react to her?" he queried, "usually they are the perfect people barometer. If they don't trust or like someone, they'll hiss and squawk. If they trust or like someone, they'll be friendly towards them, and calm."

<Saarok>

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"Now that is interesting," Tedak replied, holding up the jar in a silent query, then refilling both cups, "so this Vulcan woman claims to be your bondmate. Do you sense anything from a bond?" He gazed intently at his friend. "I assume here that, with a pon farr, you two needed to be bonded by ritual, the way T'Val and I have done two years ago?"

"Whatever caused my memory loss has affected...other things which I do not and have not mentioned to a lot of people. One of these things is also my ability to suppress emotion and that could lead us to the logical conclusion that it could have affected the mental link as well. As even if she is my ... bondmate I do not sense it", he said

"Do you think that I have met V'Shal before?" he queried next, "I mean, I am sure that you would have told me about her before ehm, the accident. If I would see a picture of her, I would be able to tell if I have met her before, or heard about her before. Either then I can verify her claim, or confirm your suspiscions."

Then, Tedak had an idea. "How do your firelizards react to her?" he queried, "usually they are the perfect people barometer. If they don't trust or like someone, they'll hiss and squawk. If they trust or like someone, they'll be friendly towards them, and calm."

"I am not certain as to have you met her before she did not mention you however our encounter was brief, but I am certain we can retrieve her image from a security sensor which exist at the embassy.", Saarok said as he got up and went to the computer on Tedak's desk

He entered a few commands and a few moments later the image of his visitor appeared on the screen,

"Here", he said, "This is V'Shal or so she says", Saarok said as he showed the image to Tedak

<Tag Tedak>

After they finished with the picture, Saarok sipped a bit of his drink.

"As for my firelizards they did not appear to be disturbed with her presence, but then again there are some I am sure who can shield their true intentions from them, just like some can shield their thoughts from Betazoids or other telepathic races", he said

<Tag Tedak>

"And what do you think she might be referring to with the my...job statement?", he asked, "I did not find any evidence that i have ever done anything that you might call dangerous", he said

<Tag Tedak>

"Or these bounty hunters that are after me according to her, why would anyone put a bounty on me?", he asked

<Tag Tedak>

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"Here", he said, "This is V'Shal or so she says", Saarok said as he showed the image to Tedak

Tedak peered at the image. "That's a lovely looking lady," he commented, "and if indeed she is your bondmate, I can see why you chose her when your ehm..Time came. However, I regret to inform you that I do not recognize her from this picture."

After they finished with the picture, Saarok sipped a bit of his drink.

"As for my firelizards they did not appear to be disturbed with her presence, but then again there are some I am sure who can shield their true intentions from them, just like some can shield their thoughts from Betazoids or other telepathic races", he said

The Romulan nodded. "That much is true. But even a Vulcan emits some empathy, despite their attempt to hide it. Try to hide anything from my firelizards, and I'm sure they'll react to that as well. Now, my fair know you, but even then if you would try to hide something from me, they'd know you're hiding something, even without talking to your fair." He paused, watching his friend.

"And what do you think she might be referring to with the my...job statement?", he asked, "I did not find any evidence that i have ever done anything that you might call dangerous", he said

"Or these bounty hunters that are after me according to her, why would anyone put a bounty on me?", he asked, after a long pause from the both of them.

Tedak gazed at Saarok and frowned, appearing to be in deep thought. THen, he laughed, as much to his own surprise as Saaroks. "I don't know what she means with job statement, though I can take a fair guess." He slapped his friend on the shoulder as he smiled broadly. "However, your entire day to day business is dangerous my friend, you seem to relish danger. Ah...now don't you dare claiming that Vulcans do not relish in something, I know you better than that. You, my friend, are working for some secret service, or at least that much I've come to understand about you."

He suddenly stopped laughing. "If V'Shal is right, and I doubt she would lie since Vulcans are apt on claiming they can't lie, then I would take her warning seriously. Someone is out to kill you, and I wouldn't be surprised if you were a target at that bombing in the fish tank several weeks ago."

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"However Vulcans can, let us say, alter the truth if required", Saarok corrected his friend, "A secret service? If that is so why didn't the people from that service come to me and told me that then? I assume they found out about my memory loss?", he asked

<Tag Tedak>

"However that bombing in the Fishtank, we did find out that it was Senator Krotak who staged it as a diversion in order to take away your son", he said

<Tag Tedak>

"But perhaps, logic states there is more to me than it meets the eye", he said, "I have recently become aware that I posses a certain amount of... knowledge that I do not seem to be able to connect with my past"; he said, "Knowledge of certain weapons, ability to identify them by sound...", "However I have not found a logical solution to why I know all of it", he said

<Tag Tedak>

"Also recently I have been seeing a Starfleet order number 66715 during my meditations, however I have not been able to find any such thing in the federation database nor do I know what it stands for", he said

<Tag Tedak>

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"However Vulcans can, let us say, alter the truth if required", Saarok corrected his friend, "A secret service? If that is so why didn't the people from that service come to me and told me that then? I assume they found out about my memory loss?", he asked

"Perhaps you have become a liability to them," Tedak suggested quietly, interrupting his friend.

"However that bombing in the Fishtank, we did find out that it was Senator Krotak who staged it as a diversion in order to take away your son", he said

"So it seemed," Tedak agreed, "but then, not everything is always as it appears is it?. Who is to know, now that Krotak is no longer among the living?" He sat back on his couch, after tipping more juice in their glasses. he thought it would be best to just let Saarok ramble on and offer the odd suggestion between statements.

"But perhaps, logic states there is more to me than it meets the eye", he said, "I have recently become aware that I posses a certain amount of... knowledge that I do not seem to be able to connect with my past"; he said, "Knowledge of certain weapons, ability to identify them by sound...", "However I have not found a logical solution to why I know all of it", he said

"Well, from what I have come to understand about you, and also from the few mind melds that we performed, you are a secret agent of sorts" Tedak started, not sure on how to explain this, but Saarok continued before he could even begin to explain.

"Also recently I have been seeing a Starfleet order number 66715 during my meditations, however I have not been able to find any such thing in the federation database nor do I know what it stands for", he said

"That number means that if you have become a liability to your service, they may hunt you down and kill you," Tedak said bluntly, then wondered how hé even knew that. "Now that is odd," he murmured, "how do I know this?" He looked up to his friend and noted that he had gone quite pale all of a sudden. "Ambassador, are you all right?" he questioned carefully, bending forwards slightly to regard his friend more closely. He didn't miss the fact that Saarok inched away a little from him.

<Saarok>

Just as Tedak was about to ask what was wrong, the doors opened and a tall Vulcan female stood in the doorway. Tedak looked up, anger crossing his face. "How dare you march in here without knocking," he said quietly, then motioned for a closed door, "and don't you dare wake my son up. If you must speak do so quietly. Who are you, and what are you doing here, marching into a private area unannounced and unasked."

<V'Shal>

"Lily, please contact security....." Tedak muttered under his breath.

"yes Teeeedak," the computer entity replied and went to alert Tomlinson.

[Magellan Lin]

A joint post by Me, Saarok and Tedak

Just as Tedak was about to ask what was wrong, the doors opened and a tall Vulcan female stood in the doorway. Tedak looked up, anger crossing his face. "How dare you march in here without knocking," he said quietly, then motioned for a closed door, "and don't you dare wake my son up. If you must speak do so quietly. Who are you, and what are you doing here, marching into a private area unannounced and unasked."

V'Shal gave Tedak an icy stare.
"I am safeguarding my husband. I find it odd that he would consort with a...romulan" she spat the word romulan, "Especially this one. I wonder what your associates would think that the first one you run to for help is an enemy of the empire"

"Lily, please contact security....." Tedak muttered under his breath.

"yes Teeeedak," the computer entity replied and went to alert Tomlinson.

"Enemy?" Tedak querried through clenched teeth, and shot a worried glance to his son's bedroom

"Associates? Which associates exactly would those be?", Saarok asked

"I think it imprudent to mention such things in such company" V'Shal replied

Tedak glared at the woman, but said nothing and instead glanced at Saarok, who was still looking quite pale.

"You can say anything you want infornt of him"; Saarok said, "he is a .... friend", he added, "i doubt he would, betray my trust"; he added looking at the Vulcan female still a bit shocked with the fact that they might consider him an enemy of the federation, him of all people. But he still possessed enough control to prevent the others know of his... degradation in the power of the mind

"You have grown weak indeed my husband. I fear there is much to do if we are to enable you to escape the assasins knife. And the first step is to step up your peronal security - do you even carry a weapon on you?"

Tedak gaped at the woman. A Vulcan, wearing a weapon...that was generally unheard of. "Please, tone down your volume," he said, "you will wake up my son."

"A weapon?", he asked, "I have no need for such an item, i do however have 2 security guards who follow me and provide protection"; he add still not knowing why he is telling all of this to her, perhaps Tedak was right that she is indeed his wife and that he does indeed feel their bond despite the damage done by the unknown energy discharge

"Ah yes. Those two. Had you not wondered how I manage to stand here in front of you unmolested?"
"Perhaps you were able to influence their minds," Tedak offered in Saarok's defense

"Or perhaps they were unprepared and poorly trained. These assaisins will not be like the Tal'shair lackeys, or V'Shar, even the Obsidian Order. These are people you knew Saarok, people you worked with. They know you better than yourself. - especially in your current state."

"People i worked with", he asked, "perhaps you might ... enlighten me by telling who are these people that i have worked with and who want me dead now, and why do i seem to remember a federation special order 66715 that does not exsist in the federation database? What does it all have to do with a Federation Ambassador i can find no logic in it all", he said
"Unless... there is something that i do not remember and it is not recorded in any official documents", he added
Tedak sighed, had Saarok already forgotten what he had told him earlier? "The code means that your collegues may execute you if you are found a liability," he repeated.

V'Shal sighed heavily herself,
"It seems your intelleigence hasnt dulled in the years" she said sarcastically,

She glanced at Tedak and then seemed to shrug

"There are people in the Federation who are completely loyal. They are willing to do whatever... whatever is necessary to keep the Federation safe. They are the unsung heroes of our nation. They act in the shadows of shadows, protecting and serving, and you Saarok, you led them for a period of several years. Were you not surprised at the gap in your service record arooun your promotion to Rear Admiral?"

This cause Tedak to glance sharply at his closest friend. "Admiral? Him?" he asked, "now that is new information." He sat back on the couch, repositioning himself but didn't notice that his robe fell back to reveal his honour blade, of which the metal sharply reflected the lights in his quarters. "He was Starfleet before he entered the Diplomatic Corps?"

"Perhaps this energy discharge did more damage then i anticipated", he said as he sat down, "I... I need, yes I need your help to remember"; he said to V'Shal, "Or, if what you are saying is the truth, there is no hope for me.", he finished

"What do you mean, no hope," Tedak cut in sharply.

"At last - Acceptance. And he means that without my help hes already as good as dead."

"I won't accept that," Tedak growled, "he'll be safe here on this station." He glared at the Vulcan woman who had marched into his quarters. "But if there is anything you can do to help him remember, be quick about it."

"You are not threat to me and this place is as open as a barn door. I know for a fact one assasin is aboard already. he maybe a fool but hes certainly killed enough in his history. I ve had enough with this heathen. When you have too Saarok, you can find me at the Plaza Hotel in the east Arcade."

Tedak pulled out his blade and held it at her throat. "No threat?" he asked innocently, a feral gleam in his eyes. From the corner of his eyes, he watched Saarok's reaction.
V'Shal barely twitched, her knees were firm. "Look down" she said coolly

Tedak looked down to see a stilleto blade pointing towards his lower back

"I can kill you in seconds, lower your blade." she said

"You want to make this a match?" Tedak asked, his blade never wavering from her throat, "I have never stopped training since leaving the Tal Shiar."

V'Shal grinned, they always focus on the knife once it was drawn to their attention. Carefully she probed her tooth, and released the cap. Then with a burst breathed the green gas into Tedaks face. Tedak coughed feeling the gas irritate his lungs. The hesitatation was all V'Shal needed. She leaned back from the blade and tapped her elbow. In a mist of light her emergency transporter beamed her to outside the door and she departed - over the unconscious bodies of Saaroks two guards.

"Are you fine", Saarok asked Tedak, "The gas, he said as he smelt it, it is not lethal. Leave it a few moments attempt to breathe normaly. It's effects will wear of soon", he added still not knowing how he knew that

"Yes I'm fine," Tedak gasped, coughing to clear his lungs, "and was it lethal I doubt I'd be standing here alive to tell the tale. Are you all right?"

"I have been better in the past", he said, "ALl these events are not helping my deteriorating emotional control", he said

"Do you trust her?" Tedak suddenly asked.

"No I do not", he said, "However it is not like i have much choice in the matter"

[Deleted]

Off: Backpost to before the tri-joined post

"That number means that if you have become a liability to your service, they may hunt you down and kill you," Tedak said bluntly, then wondered how hé even knew that. "Now that is odd," he murmured, "how do I know this?" He looked up to his friend and noted that he had gone quite pale all of a sudden. "Ambassador, are you all right?" he questioned carefully, bending forwards slightly to regard his friend more closely. He didn't miss the fact that Saarok inched away a little from him.

"I am fine"; he replied, "It is logical to presume that the light in this room has altered my appearance and caused you to think I might not be feeling fine, perhaps you should notify maintenance", Saarok suggested

Off: After the joint post

"However i will understand ambassador, if you wish to take no more part in this... ah power play"; Saarok said

<Tag Tedak>

“I will, speak to Admiral Lin and see if he can provide me with some info on our lady friend”, Saarok said as he turned to exit

<Tag Tedak>

After Tedak was done Saarok moved to the door which shifted open. In front he found his two guards, knocked out. Well so much for the diplomatic security he thought as he checked their pulse, they were alive. As he got up he saw Tomlinson and 2 security guards running down the corridor.

"Better late then never", Saarok said

"These people require medical aid, take them to Dr. Mercy"; Saarok said to Tomlinson who then nodded to his guards to take them to sickbay, "And if you would be so kind to escort me to Adm. Lin right away", he said to Tomlinson

<Tag Tomlinson>

[Deleted]

After several complaints and disputes, Tomlinson eventually escorted Saarok to Admiral Lin. After they arrived to OPS Saarok took leave of Tomlinson and proceeded to join Admiral Lin, who was reading messages on one of the computer terminals in ops.

"Admiral", Saarok called out to him as he went over

"Ah, ambassador Saarok, how can I be of assistance"; he asked

"I would prefer to discuss the matter in private.", he said

--Several moments later in Magellan’s office--

"Well here we are ambassador, how can i be of assistance", Magellan asked

"I require a .... favor from you admiral", he started, "I require background information on a Vulcan female that goes by the name V'Shal he said. I believe that with your clearance level you might be able to obtain some info about her and would appreciate any help you can offer on the matter.", he said

"I can not reveal much info on why I require it but let us say she has arrived to the base and among other things she claims to be my wife", he said, "And please admiral I can not reveal anything else for now seeing as if I do it might place you in great danger.", he said

<>Tag Magellan<>

[Deleted]

"However i will understand ambassador, if you wish to take no more part in this... ah power play"; Saarok said.

"Are you kidding?" Tedak asked, visibly surprised and then smiled, "no I don't suppose you are. Vulcans do not kid, do they?" His smile disappearead as he gazed at his friend, as he broke out in a series of coughs again. "So what are you going to do now?"

“I will, speak to Admiral Lin and see if he can provide me with some info on our lady friend”, Saarok said as he turned to exit.

"That would be an extremely good idea," Tedak said, "and while you do that, I am going to see doctor Mercy to see what he can do about irritated and burning lungs."

He watched as Saarok left, then headed out of his quarters in the opposite direction, Nut following him while Sev stayed behind to keep an eye on the, surprisingly, still sleeping child.

"Doctor Mercy," Tedak said, between coughs as he walked into sickbay, "I need some assistance. I have developed a cough and my lungs feel as if they are aflame....can you help me?"

<Mercy>

[Magellan Lin]

Magellan leaned back in his chair,
"Of course Ambassador, your position affords you a lot of assistance, and the fact that I consider you a friend means I can do it for you right away. I am a tad concerned you can't find the information through the diplomatic office."
Saarok nodded,
"The diplomatic office can be... slow and I require access to Starfleet Records. "
"I understand. I ll have a look in a moment and get back to you."
"Thankyou"
"One thing though Saarok," Magellan asked as Saarok reached the door,
"yes" he asked half turning,
"You can trust me you know. If you are in trouble I might be able to help. And of course I know that any threat to this base would be reported to me right away."

<TAG Saarok>

"Very well Saarok – I’ll get you that information within the hour."

***

Magellan spent a little time in his office and then decided it best to check in on the doctor. He went swiftly down to the hospital. There were too many casualties from the Angel to berth in the Starfleet Sickbay facility and so a specialised high security ward was set up in the civilian hospital. He paused at a large plate glass window that overlooked the day room. He watched sadly as former Captain LaTanto rocked back and worth on a setee. He had known Sandra, not well but she’d been a fine officer.
“Its quite disturbing isn’t it”
Magellan turned to see Dr Mercy approach,
“Ah doctor, what can you report?”

<TAG> Dr Mercy


“Thanks Doctor keep me updated.” Magellan left and returned to his office to run the checks. He began by linking to command directly and running a service history check. He quickly found some information and cross checked it with another higher level database. He downloaded it to a PADD and went down to Saaroks.
“Ambassador I have your information”
“Thankyou Admiral – What did you find?”
“Something interesting you need to watch your back – look at this personnel file.
Rank Lt
3mths as Liason on USS Tornado
6weeks Strat Ops Starbase 66
1 year Science Officer Outpost 42
6mths as CTSO on USS Yosemite.
2yrs Undisclosed activity
6mths Temp CO of USS Nightcloud”
“Interesting”
“Indeed” Magellan agreed “That sort of resume says one thing to me – Special Ops, or Starfleet Intell. Oh and one other thing – She was in the V’Shar on Vulcan before joining up.”

<Tag Saarok>

[mercy]

Dr. Stuart Mercy and his medical staff were working feverishly on trying to figure out what was affecting the crew of the Angel, and how they were going to be able to cure them. Several blood tests came back inconclusive, not helping the cause.

Stuart was sitting in his office, going over these test results, comparing them with the various individuals tested. For a moment he thought he might have spotted something, when Ambassador Tedak knockec on his door.

"Doctor Mercy," Tedak said, between coughs as he walked into sickbay, "I need some assistance. I have developed a cough and my lungs feel as if they are aflame....can you help me?"

"Ill be able to once I have taken a scan. Please take a seat on biobed three, over there." Stuart indicated the direction AMB Tedak was to take. While following him over, Stuart grabbed on of the medical tricorders that were available.

AMB Tedak took a seat and Stuart began his scan of Tedak's chest cavity area. The tricorder indicated a foreign substance, residuals of a gas, in his lungs. "How did you say you contracted this cough?"

<Tedak>

"I see." Although he really didn't. Stuart had noticed since serving on this starbase, many of its dignitaries would appear with symptoms and maladies that would not coincide with their stories of how they were contracted. There was the doctor patient confidentialty concerns, but if Stuart felt that the individual or the starbase was at risk in any way, he would have to report it to the Admiral. Thia was not the case here.

"Well, Ambassador Tedak, this will be as simple as giving your lungs a good dose of pure oxygen." Stuart turned his attention to Nurse Jill Tsomba, who was attending to a sick crewmember, assuring their biolevels were in place. "Jill, could you get me an oxygen infuser with a fresh tank attached? Thank you!" Jill did as requested and returned promptly.

"Ambassador, when I tell you to exhale, I want you to exhale as completely as you can. As soon as you have done that, I will place this infuser over your mouth and force approximately one liter of pure oxygen into your lungs. That should be enough to dissipate the rest of this foreign substance that you have in your lungs."

The Ambassador did as instructed, and the rest of the procedure went as planned. "There we go. How do your lungs feel now?"

<Tedak>

"Great. Then you can be on your merry way. Oh, and Ambassador, I am aware that you and your child have been down to the planet. I will need to see the both of you within the next 48 hours. Thank!"

<Tedak>

The Ambassador departed, promising to return with his child by tomorrow. Stuart went back to his office, remembering that he was just looking at something that had caught his interest about the Angel crew. After he browsed over the information for another two minutes, Lily chimed in.

_/\_ Dr. Mercy, Admiral Lin is in the civilian hospital section, overlooking the Angel crew. _/\_

"Ah yes, Lily. Thank you!" Remembering that he had instructed Lily to notify him whenever one of the base Admirals was in any of the hospital areas, Stuart rose to meet him with the newly developed information that he had.

Walking over to the civilian side, Stuart could see ADM Lin standing just outside of the secured quarentine zone looking through the plate glass. “It's quite disturbing, isn’t it?” Magellan turned to see Dr Mercy approach, “Ah doctor, what can you report?”

"I have just come across some information that leads me to theorize that we are dealing with something similar to Altarian Encephalitis." The Ambassador looked on and awaited further explanation. Stuart continued, "It is a retro-virus that incorporates its DNA directly into the cells of its host, lying dormant up to many years before becoming active and subjecting the host to a coma and delirium for days. This inactivity erases through synapse degradation all memory back to the point of infection. Except, in the case of the Angel crew, it wasn't lying dormant in the host. Rather, it was injected somehow. I recall a report of a green beam being used from this pyramid artifact?"

"There was mention of something like that. The reports were pretty sketchy and the artifact was dormant when Drew arrived." Magellan replied

"If that could be investigated and the scans brought back here for further analysis, it would be of great help. It would possibly further our search for a cure. In the meantime I will be working with the current drugs that we have, and hopefully come up with a derivitive that may cure this crew."

"Excellent" Magellen replied, "I hope that something works. I ll be sending out tow ships and an investigation team shortly. Keep me updated, Sandra was a fine captain."

"Before you leave, Admiral, how are you coping with your symbiont and your knowledge of multiple hosts?"

[Deleted]

Finishing most of his paperwork, Drew logged out of his computer terminal and exited his office. Thankfully it was only a brief walk, and a quick trip in the turbolift to get to Ops, as usual for this time of day the command centre of Starbase Assailant was staffed with the alpha shift, composing of Sandra Nelson, Drew’s own wife, Joanna, F’rras, and various others. What was unusual was the absence of Magellan.

“Anything interesting?” Drew asked Joanna as he walked past her towards his own console.

“Not really, just more ship’s arriving; we are going to start running out of space.”

“And that’s saying something,” Drew chuckled as he logged into his station, as usual the console reconfigured itself to Drew’s preferences, including a tactical scan of the area around SBA. He noticed that yet another ship was entering the area.

“Admiral Drew, we have a Vulcan science ship approaching,” F’rras reported, just as Drew was about to ask about the approaching dot on his console.

“Have they hailed us yet?” Drew asked, turning to look at the traffic control officer.

“No sir, they are however dropping to impulse speed.”

“Hail them,” Drew ordered, walking towards the centre of Ops so he could face the forward viewscreen. No ship was allowed to get too close to the Starbase without first giving there identity and intention, something this ship had made no attempt to do.

“Channel open,” Sandra reported.

“This is Rear Admiral Paul Drew of Starbase Assailant to Vulcan vessel, please slow your approach and identify yourself.”

An aged Vulcan male appeared on screen, wearing a dark brown jumpsuit bearing a golden triangle above the right breast. Along the shoulder were a series of silver stripes, if Drew didn’t know better he would say it was a uniform.

“I am Captain Sopek of the Vulcan Science Vessel T’Pan, I request permission to dock my ship at your station.”

Drew indicated to Sandra to cut the channel briefly, as he turned to F’rras.

“Have we got any record of a flight plan for them?” Drew asked.

“I can’t even find a record of the ship,” F’rras answered, let alone a flight plan.”

Now that was interesting, no record of the ship, no flight plans, uniforms Drew had never seen before. Something was clearly not right here. Drew told Sandra to reopen the channel, and then addressed Sopek.

“Captain Sopek, perhaps you could tell me more about your ship?” Drew asked, keeping his tone neutral.

“I fail to see the significance in that,” Sopek answered.

“If you want to dock at this Starbase, its very significant Captain,” Drew replied, “you see we have no record of your ship anyway in our databanks.”

“I am not surprised Admiral,” Sopek answered, “this is my own private vessel, it would not be listed in the Starfleet databanks.”

“You said you were a Vulcan Science vessel,” Drew pointed out.

“And indeed we are Admiral, I am a Vulcan, this is a science ship, therefore it is a Vulcan Science vessel.”

Drew hated arguing with Vulcan’s, it was easier to argue with a federation computer system, at least you could switch those off. Taking a deep breath, Drew resumed his questioning of the Vulcan Captain.

“And what is your purpose in this sector Captain?” Drew asked.

“I fail to see how that is any of your business Admiral, however logic tells me that you will continue to badger me until I give an answer you find reasonable, so human of you.”

“I am so glad we understand each other,” Drew replied, “now your purpose in this sector Captain.”

“We are on a simple private science voyage Admiral, I wish to see a bit of the universe in my old age, surely you can appreciate that?”

“Excuse me Captain, while I check through our docking schedules,” Drew said, then had the channel cut.

“F’rras, is that ship any threat to the station?”

“According to my initial scans no, they have very limited tactical systems, the majority of the ship is science labs and equipment.”

“The entire crew are Vulcan as well,” Sandra reported, “definitely no Romulans or other offshoot races aboard.”

“OK, put me back on,” Drew ordered, the image on the viewscreen again showed the aged Vulcan Captain.

“Captain Sopek, your granted permission to dock at docking bay three, your crew may use the Starbase’s recreational faculties, however no one from your ship is to venture into any Starfleet areas.”

“Thank you Admiral,” Sopek answered, his voice emotionless as when Drew first heard it, “we agree to your terms.”
“Glad to hear it,” Drew replied, “Starbase Assailant out.”

When the channel was again ended, Drew turned round to face Sandra Nelson.

“Inform security to keep an extra close eye on this one Commander,” he ordered, “something about them is bugging me.”

[Deleted]

AMB Tedak took a seat and Stuart began his scan of Tedak's chest cavity area. The tricorder indicated a foreign substance, residuals of a gas, in his lungs. "How did you say you contracted this cough?"

"I was trying to replace the gas tube that leads to my kitchen," Tedak lied, unwilling to jeopardize his Vulcan friend even more by informing the CMO of the attack on both of them. "But something went wrong and I forgot to close down the gas supply, thereby inhaling a fair amount of the gas."

"I see." Although he really didn't.

<snip>

The Ambassador did as instructed, and the rest of the procedure went as planned. "There we go. How do your lungs feel now?"

Tedak exhaled and inhaled the pure oxygen deeply, ending in a series of coughs. "What are you trying to do? Poison me?" he managed, then suddenly his airways cleared up. "Ah....I can breathe again, and the burning sensation is gone. My thanks."

"Great. Then you can be on your merry way. Oh, and Ambassador, I am aware that you and your child have been down to the planet. I will need to see the both of you within the next 48 hours. Thank!"

Tedak hadn't realized that beaming down to the surface required a medical check-up afterwards. Nonetheless it wouldn't do to alienate the doctor, even though it seemed as if he already had quite enough to do. "I will come by tomorrow. Oh and doctor?" he said, just before leaving sickbay, "I have medical training, if you need another pair of hands to help out, let me know would you?"

[Deleted]

Magellan leaned back in his chair,
"Of course Ambassador, your position affords you a lot of assistance, and the fact that I consider you a friend means I can do it for you right away. I am a tad concerned you can't find the information through the diplomatic office."
Saarok nodded,
"The diplomatic office can be... slow and I require access to Starfleet Records. "
"I understand. I ll have a look in a moment and get back to you."
"Thankyou"
"One thing though Saarok," Magellan asked as Saarok reached the door,
"yes" he asked half turning,
"You can trust me you know. If you are in trouble I might be able to help. And of course I know that any threat to this base would be reported to me right away."

"Your offer is appreciated admiral, however you can not assist me with the issue at hand except by obtaining me the information I require. And relax admiral there are no threats to the base", Saarok said

--Later that day--

“Thankyou Admiral – What did you find?”
“Something interesting you need to watch your back – look at this personnel file.
Rank Lt
3mths as Liason on USS Tornado
6weeks Strat Ops Starbase 66
1 year Science Officer Outpost 42
6mths as CTSO on USS Yosemite.
2yrs Undisclosed activity
6mths Temp CO of USS Nightcloud”
“Interesting”
“Indeed” Magellan agreed “That sort of resume says one thing to me – Special Ops, or Starfleet Intel. Oh and one other thing – She was in the V’Shar on Vulcan before joining up.”

"Indeed it does not appear you average Starfleet officer log", Saarok said, "the info you have found for me has only confirmed what she has said, however there is still no evidence as to if she is indeed my wife.", he said

"No", Magellan replied

"But then there is no evidence to dispute the fact either", he said, "Thank you for your time admiral"; Saarok said while he was rising from his seat, "If I recover any further info or anything that might put the base at risk I will naturally inform you", Saarok said as he took his leave from the admirals office

He was walking down the corridor towards the lift that was going to take him to the lower levels. He had no security guards with him, but from what he has seen so far even if he did they'd be of no use of him so it was illogical for him to risk their life for nothing. He had to regain his memory, he had, he needed to establish a mind meld with a Vulcan, one who can repair his mind. But he could not remember who could assist him. Only person he knew of was V'Shal, but then he did not trust her anymore than a pre-federation Vulcan would trust and Andorian. He had been reading the history records in an attempt to recover parts of his mind, but it was all nothing. Only way to recover the full extent of his memory was if he had stored an echo of his mind somewhere prior to the accident. And he did not remember if he did or did not do it.

Not noticing what was happening around him he arrived to the East Arcade, he was going to visit V'Shal in the plaza hotel.

<Tag V'Shal>

[Magellan Lin]

"Before you leave, Admiral, how are you coping with your symbiont and your knowledge of multiple hosts?"

Magellan paused, "Its hard to explain. Its all still so unreal. I ve had some information though. The Symbiosis Commission have acknowedged that Lin did have other hosts. Its just they can't tell me who. All their records were lost in riots. Normally a host/symbiont knows instantly their entire past but with me - well its never been so simple. I find it very disconcerting. I get flashes of memory, but nothing concrete. Although there is something - Saarok met an alternate version of me, he knew all his hosts. He may I guess know more. Do you have anymore ideas on how to help?" [/color]

***

V'Shal was surprised it had taken Saarok an hour longer than she had expected for him to come to her. She seemed to have that effect on men.
"Saarok, come in."
Saarok entered and took a seat.
"Drink?"
Saarok declined,
"I feel as if I m being manipulated here"
"Thats ironic" V'Shal replied. She paused and then loooked directly at him. "Okay no games. You were the head of Section 31. I was one of your agents we became close on an undercover mission in the Orion Syndicate - it led to bonding. Then you retired, became a diplomat - most didnt like that you d left and the new director was uneasy. I suspect he wiped your memory. It was a convient way to ensure you never betray us. Now... well I m not so sure. Perhaps he's worried you ll recover it or perhaps all your enemies in teh Tal Shiar, Obsidian Order and so on have finally decided to get revenge - either way the threat is real"

TAG Saarok