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Secrets: We All Have Them

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The following single scene vignettes originally for a weekly prompt topic on the Ad Astra forums. I may include these as a set of short stories for an anthology series.

This first one is a tie-in to the two DS9 installments of the recent Typhon Pact novel series.

2383, Deep Space Nine officer's quarters


The coffee table in their quarters was stacked with PADD's. Sarina was moving several aside looking for one containing information on her upcoming mission. She found the PADD she sought, but absent-mindedly knocked over a small wooden box. It fell to the floor with top opening. A tiny piece of metal rolled out. She balanced the PADD on an arm of the couch and went to retrieve the items she had knocked over.

She kneeled downward to pick up a diamond ring. Was Julian planning on proposing to her? And why would he leave it in a case in plain sight? They had been together for almost a year, following a mission to infiltrate a Breen colony in order to sabotage the Breen Confederacy's efforts to harness quantum slipstream propulsion. Of course, she had certain ulterior motives for convincing Julian to accompany her on this mission. Her superiors with Section 31 had hoped to demonstrate to Julian his need to get his hands dirty to truly become one of them. If Sarina became his wife, that would strengthen her "access to him", as her supervisor L'Haan put it.

But how could she respond to this sudden revelation? And how could she keep stumbling upon the ring to herself before he popped the question? Where she was concerned, Julian seemed to lose any ability to think rationally. Looking back, lacing the jasmine perfume in her blond hair with a microscopic dose of the Venus drug may have seemed redundant in her first attempt to persuade him to join her mission to the Breen planet Salavat. He may have been over her after seven years, but reunions with old flames were often unpredictable. And for Sarina, after years of failed romances that never went beyond casual dating, Julian was more and more on her mind and what he meant to her. Maybe she did harbor romantic love for him shortly after undergoing an experimental surgery to repair a condition that left her a semi-cataleptic mute most of her life. Or maybe it was strong admiration like she felt for her adoptive brothers and sister at the Institute. She couldn't say for sure back then? But would she resort to manipulating someone she truly loved?

Sarina picked up the box and put the ring back, setting the box on the table as if it hadn't been disturbed. Her attention returned to the PADD and the profile on its screen. Very little was available on Starfleet Intelligence's "Person of Interest", a Tzenkethi named Alizome Tor Fel-A. What SI did know was that Alizome was closely associated with the Autarch and that she had been on Romulus shortly before the sudden deaths of Praetor Tal'Aura and Empress Donatra. If the Tzenkethi were willing to assassinate allied heads of state, politicians within the Federation and its Khitomer Accords allies were most definitely targets. But what would Section 31 be planning, Sarina wondered. From her last few meetings with L'Haan, Sarina thought that Alizome and the Autarch would be targets for assassination as well. If that was the case, the Federation was no better than the powers who made up the rival Typhon Pact. Too bad Sarina couldn't prove it.

No matter. Whatever the nature of this mission regarding Alizome, she needed to be at that briefing. She quickly silenced her inner conflict and bolted out of the cabin with the PADD in tow.
 
This vignette was also originally written for the "Secrets" weekly prompt on the Ad Astra forums This scene expands on the flashback scenes of "Religion To Do Good" and provides some ambiguity as to how long Michael Eddington had split loyalties between Starfleet and the Maquis.

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The freighter landed softly at the entrance to the cave. While IDIC logos appeared on its hull, it was not a ship manned by Vulcans. It only bore the call letters of a vessel belonging to Vulcan Freight and Shipping so that it pass as a legitimate ship when docking at Deep Space Nine.

Rebecca Sullivan eagerly awaited the arrival of the freighter's crew while standing at a cave entrance on a planet in the Badlands. A Starfleet-Maquis double agent was in charge of the craft delivering a supply of desperately needed industrial replicators. Those replicators were earmarked for the Cardassian Union, which was scrambling to rebuild after the Klingon invasion earlier that year. As sympathetic as many of the Maquis might have been, they could not feel sorry for the Cardassians nor rest on their own recent victories in the Demilitarized Zone.

Limis Vircona strode over to the freighter's landing hatch as it opened. While Rebecca served as this double agent's personal contact, Vircona was the de facto leader of this particular cell for her logistical skills and natural ability for keeping troop morale up. Some of the other Maquis waiting at the cave entrance were confused when seeing the first person to step off the ship was a balding human male dressed in a Starfleet uniform. Of course, Vircona and Rebecca knew that Michael Eddington would not have had time to change clothes.

"Our hero," Vircona proclaimed, as Eddington and two other humans in civvies strode down the ramp.

"Twelve industrial replicators," Eddington replied with a wide smile, "in perfect working order as ordered in the cargo hold. Of course, now the jig is certainly up having assaulted DS9's acting commander and overseen the off-loading of the replicators under false pretenses."

"Never mind that. You sure came through for us, Mike."

Eddington began motioning his fellow Maquis to come aboard the freighter. He paused momentarily at the sight of Rebecca. "Hello, Rebecca," he said to her charmingly.

"Michael," Rebecca replied.

Vircona noticed a twinkle in Rebecca's eyes. Her cheeks were blushing as well. Vircona grabbed her friend by the arm as they both headed up the ramp. "What's that about?" she asked with a slight giggle.

"That time we met on Risa a few months ago," Rebecca replied with a nefarious grin. "It wasn't just business."

Vircona had a similarly devious grin. She didn't consider the conflict of interest a romance between her two closest colleagues would create. "Does he know about us?"

"'Us'?" Rebecca repeated. Surely Michael wouldn't see anything wrong with their close-knit friendship. Mostly, she was hoping Vircona wouldn't bring up their brief romantic affiliation. "I don't know what you mean."

"Of course you do, Becca," Vircona insisted, not buying her friend's feigned ignorance.

"Vira, look. I was a kid sticking it to her parents back then. I didn't really understand exactly what my feelings were for you. You're a dear friend, Vira. That's what you are to me now."

"Does he know?" Vircona persisted. "It would be a tad awkward knowing he didn't, especially if he eventually found out from someone else."

"I haven't told him. It never came up. You're not jealous, are you?"

"No. It's just concern a girl can't help but have for her little sister."

"If you're not jealous, then it shouldn't matter to you when or if I tell him."
 
Wow. The first tale is most, shall I say...fascinating!

So...Sarina pulled the Venus Drug on Julian? That would certainly explain a lot.... And the perfect line: "Where she (Sarina) was concerned, Julian seemed to lose any ability to think rationally." Don't we all know it.

Also...glad to see that, at least in your universe, I was right--31 DID suspect someting was up with the Tzenkethi with the whole Romulus situation!
 
^ That's a subject for another story. Does Julian really plan on proposing or did L'Haan plant the ring there?
 
Hmm...didn't think of that. But...why WOULD she have put it there? To spook Sarina to "Stay on your toes"...?

Hmm...looking forward to what story you have planned! :)
 
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