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Androssi Vessel Overseen by Biron

U.S.S. Da Vinci

Androssi Vessel Overseen by Biron

About the Author

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Androssi Vessel Overseen by Biron

STARDATE 53678.9

Overseer Biron had spent several days perusing the log entries of the current crew of theU.S.S. da Vinci

that he had obtained from a now-deceased Yridian trader. These logs included ones from that vessel as

well as members of its Starfleet Corps of Engineers staff who served at other posts during the recent war

between the Dominion and its allies and the United Federation of Planets and its allies.

Biron was starting to form a clearer picture of what it was that had enabled the crew of theU.S.S. da

Vinci to outwit and defeat him on two prior occasions. It was something he never would have deduced

based on the empirical evidence he had acquired in those face-to-face encounters.

The crew of theU.S.S. da Vinci improvised.

Biron always approached every mission with a carefully laid-out plan. True, there were always variables,

but rarely did they impinge on the plan to a degree that was mathematically significant.

On the other hand, theU.S.S. da Vinci crew seemed to be able to adapt to variables with great ease.

Where the variables—mostly introduced by the very presence of theU.S.S. da Vinci —on the planet

Maeglin and at the space station Empok Nor had proven to be too much for Biron to overcome, his

opponents seemed to thrive on it.

Perhaps it was because they were so actively involved in military engagements. While Biron did

occasionally have to defend his ship and engage in battle situations, they were comparatively rare.

Androssi military engagements were handled by the Elite’s standing army, supplemented as necessary by

members of the worker class conscripted into service.

He would need to factor this ability into his plans.

That and the Starfleet people’s inexplicable predilection for forming personal attachments. That was a

definite weakness that Biron needed to exploit.

He made a note of these items, and then continued his research. One particular mission of theU.S.S. da

Vinci conducted during the war against the Dominion piqued his interest….

U.S.S. Da Vinci

STARDATE 51993.8

Fabian Stevens materialized in a remarkably tiny transporter room.

At least this one can be called a “room,”he thought. During his last Starfleet tour, the young engineer had

served on theU.S.S. Defiant, a warship that had a transporter room so small, they referred to it as the

“transporter bay.” This ship—theSaber -classU.S.S. da Vinci —was only slightly larger than theDefiant,

which gave it at least the capacity to have a proper transporterroom.

He looked over to see that the Nasat engineer—she called herself P8 Blue, but told Fabian that “Pattie”

was an acceptable form of address—and the golf ball had both materialized next to him.

It wasn’t really a golf ball, of course—unless the golf game was being played by creatures fifteen times

the size of humans—but the spheroid’s resemblance to an outsized version of the ball from the Earth

game was uncanny. Its surface was a glossy white substance of some kind, and covered with slight

circular indentations. It had no visible seams; the small indentations enabled it to sit still on a flat surface

without rolling.

“Welcome to theda Vinci, ” said a steady voice from the mahogany-skinned Vulcan who stood on one

side of the transporter console. “I am Salek, first officer of theda Vinci and commanding officer of the

S.C.E. team aboard ship. You must be Stevens and Blue.”

The Nasat—who looked like a giant blue pillbug, albeit with eight legs—made an odd tinkling noise,

then said, “Correct.”

“Reporting for duty, as ordered, sir,” Fabian added.

The tall, sandy-haired human who stood on the other side of the console from Salek grinned. “And that

must be our new toy.”

“Yes, sir, it is,” Fabian said.

“I’m Kieran Duffy—second officer of the ship, second-in-command of the S.C.E. team. You’re looking

for second-best, you come to me.”

Fabian smiled. “I’ll keep that in mind, sir.” He’d been worried when he found out that the S.C.E.’s CO

on this ship was a Vulcan that things would be stiffer and more formal than he was used to. If this Duffy

character was any indication, though…

Turning to the transporter operator, Salek said, “Chief Feliciano, transfer the device to the lab.”

“Yes, sir,” said the black-haired human.

Salek turned back to Fabian and Pattie. “Your personal effects—including your larvae,” he added with a

look directly at Pattie, “have been sent to your cabins. The majority of the complement of theda Vinci

share quarters. You will be sharing accommodations with our cultural specialist, Dr. Abramowitz, and

Stevens will do likewise with our linguist, Dr. Okha.”

“Sounds chummy,” Fabian said.

One of Salek’s eyebrows climbed up his forehead. “In a word, yes. Duffy will escort you to your

quarters. It is now 1432 hours. The entire S.C.E. team will meet in the lab at 1500 hours to discuss our

mission.”

Pattie made another tinkly sound. “We’ll be there, sir.”

“Good. Come with me,” he said to the Nasat, and led her out of the room.

Fabian regarded the second officer. “A linguist and a cultural specialist? I thought you S.C.E. types built

bridges and orbital platforms and stuff.”

Duffy smiled. “Only if we have to. Didn’t you read up on us before taking this glorious assignment?” he

asked as they departed the transporter room and turned left.

“Honestly, no. Until two days ago, I thought I was being assigned to Utopia Planitia. Then I find out that

there’s an opening on the S.C.E. team on theda Vinci —I didn’t even know there were S.C.E. teams on

ships.”

“Yup. Have been for as long as there’s been a Starfleet. Right now, we’ve got fourSaber- class ships

that all have the same kinda setup. TheMusgrave, theT’Pora, and theKhwarizmi are the other three. We

gad about the galaxy, righting wrongs, saving damsels in distress, and reaping glory worthy of our exalted

status.”

Fabian blinked. “Really?”

“No, not really. Actually, we gad about the galaxy fixing things, saving machines in distress, and getting

no glory whatsoever, but what the hey—it’s a living. And sometimes what we have to fix is written in

another language or it belongs to someone else, so people like Chan and Carol come in handy.” They

walked up to a door. “Here you go.”

Shaking his head, Fabian said, “Bunking up with someone else—it’ll be like old home week.”

“How so?” Duffy asked with a slight frown.

“I used to serve on theDefiant under Chief O’Brien. We—”

A huge grin bisected Duffy’s face. “You know the chief?”

Laughing, Fabian said, “Know him? He ran me ragged for two years. Actually, he was great to work

for.”

“I bet he was. He and I were both on theEnterprise together. Hey, look, the quarters are pretty boring,

as quarters go, and we’ve both got half an hour—let me buy you a drink, and we can compare Miles

O’Brien stories.”

“Sounds good to me, Commander.”

* * *

Twenty minutes later, Fabian was halfway through a cup of coffee—he hadn’t really gotten a good

night’s sleep since leaving Mars for Starbase 375, thence to meet up with the golf ball and Pattie and then

report to theda Vinci —and Duffy was on his second quinine water with a twist of lime. Fabian was

hearing all about the chief’s wedding.

“We had a pool going as to how badly Data would screw up the dancing, but he was sure-footed as all

get-out. You would believe an android can cha-cha?”

“Where’d he learn?” Fabian asked.

“Rumor had it that Dr. Crusher taught him, but I never bought that. Crusher never seemed to me to be

the dancing type.” He gulped down the remainder of his water, then asked, “So what’s your story,

Stevens? What brought you back into Starfleet after two years under the chief’s thumb?”

“Well, my tour ended right after we lost a good friend of mine—Enrique Muniz. Good guy, great

engineer, awful poker player.”

Duffy smiled. “Everything you want in a shipmate.”

“Something like that. He died on a mission to salvage a Jem’Hadar ship.” Fabian shook his head. “It’s

funny, I always knew the risks, but it never seemed real until Muniz died. So I decided I’d had enough. I

didn’t re-up, went home to the Rigel colonies, and helped my parents out with their shuttle service while I

tried to figure out what to do with my life.”

“And you figured you’d come back to Starfleet?”

Fabian nodded. “The war kind of figured it out for me. I was bored to death on Rigel, and I realized I

missed Starfleet. And then, when the war kicked into high gear, I—well, corny as it sounds, I figured it

was my duty to sign back up. Besides, I figured there’d be a need for engineers.”

Duffy grinned. “You got that right.” He looked up. “Computer, time?”

“The time is 1457 hours.”

“We’d better get going,” Duffy said, getting up. “Don’t want to be late for your first meeting.”

“That would be bad, yes,” Fabian said, also rising.

“We’ll pick this up later. If nothing else, I want to know exactly how it is that the chief had a second kid

by way of a Bajoran major.”

“Okay, but only if you tell me how Commander Worf, of all people, midwifed Molly.”

Another grin. “Deal.”

* * *

“The device was found in the wreck of a Jem’Hadar ship that was taken from Chin’toka three weeks,

four days ago,” Salek said as he stood next to the golf ball.

Theda Vinci ’s main lab was a good-sized room—for a ship this small, anyhow—currently occupied by

Salek, Duffy, Pattie, and Fabian, as well as two short, dark-haired humans, one male and one female,

and a Bynar pairing. The latter wore civilian garb; Fabian had had no idea that there were any Bynars

working with Starfleet, though he was grateful. No better computer experts existed in the galaxy.

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