Star Trek - VOY - Day Of Honor III - Her Klingon Soul

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STAR TREK VOYAGER: HER KLINGON SOUL

BY MICHAEL JAN FRIEDMAN

Synopsis:

Lieutenant B'Elanna Torres stopped and pounded her fist ... against the

cold stone barrier in front of her. She couldn't expect any help from the

ship. For all intents and purposes, she was on her own.

Gritting her teeth, B'Elanna pushed away from the cave wall and fired

in the direction of her adversaries. As her ruby-red beam lanced out,

she heard a grunt and saw one soldier slump to the ground. A lucky

shot. At least it seemed so at first. Then a whole bunch of them came

roaring into the cave, scalding the air with a wild barrage of seething

blue energy. Suddenly the shot didn't seem so lucky anymore.

The sale of this book without its cover is unauthorized. If you purchased

this book without a cover, you should be aware that it was reported to

the publisher as "unsold and destroyed." Neither the author nor the

publisher has received payment for the sale of this "stripped book."

HER SHIFT OVER BY A GOOD twenty MINUTES, CHIEF Engineer

B'Elanna Torres exited engineering and headed for the ship's mess hall.

As she had hoped, the predictable change-of-shift traffic was over.

There was no one in the corridor but her.

So far, so good. If she kept to herself, she imagined, she would get

through the day with a minimum amount of agony.

"Lieutenant?" said a voice from behind her.

Oh, no, she thought. Reluctantly, she turned to look back over her

shoulder.

It was Paisner from stellar cartography. He was smiling in his beard at

her, smiling as warmly as she'd ever seen him smile.

"Happy-"

"Yeah," she said, "thanks."

And before he could finish his greeting, B'Elanna ducked down an

intersecting corridor. Nor did she turn around until she was sure she'd

left Paisner behind.

Unfortunately, as she approached a turbolift on her left, its doors

opened and a couple of her fellow officers came out. One was Trexis, a

stocky Bajoran who'd been with her in the Maquis. The other was

Morganstern, an attractive redhead who ran the bio lab.

"Lieutenant," said Trexis. "A brave-"

"Right," B'Elanna interjected. "Uh-huh. See you later."

And she accelerated her pace, passing the two of them before they could

say anything else. Again, the engineer found another corridor and took

it.

She cursed inwardly. This was harder than she'd believed it would be.

Coming to another turbolift, B'Elanna ducked inside it. "Mess hall,"

she said, slumping against the side panel. But just as the doors were

about to close, someone slipped inside with her.

It was Wu, who worked with her in engineering. He was obviously

pleased

to see her.

"Lieutenant," he said as the doors closed.

"Mister Wu," she responded, looking at the ceiling and not her

colleague. She could feel the slight vibration that meant the lift

compartment was moving.

"I didn't think I was going to see you today," he told her. "But since

I have, allow me to wish you-"

"Hang on," she interrupted. Turning to him, she asked, "Why aren't you

in engineering?"

Wu looked at her, surprised. "It's my day off."

B'Elanna eyed him. "Are you sure about that? I could've sworn I saw

your name on the duty roster."

He thought about it for a moment. "I don't see how that could be. I

distinctly recall-"

Suddenly, the doors opened. "Now that you mention it," the lieutenant

remarked, "it is your day off. My mistake." And she exited the lift

before Wu could say another word.

Turning left, she set her sights on the double doors of the mess hall.

She was almost home free, she told herself. If she sat by herself and

grimaced enough, she could eat and get out without meeting any more

wellwishers.

Then, just as she was about to enter, the doors opened and a half-dozen

of her crewmates spilled out. She sought a way around them, but there

wasn't any-not unless she wanted to bowl them over.

"Lieutenant Torres," said one of them.

"Just the woman I wanted to see," said another.

"After all," said a third one, "it is your day, isn't it?"

B'Elanna wanted to crawl into an EPS conduit and die.

As First Officer Chakotay entered Voyager's brightly lit mess hall, he

wasn't looking for B'Elanna Torres.

Chakotay had no reason to be looking for her at that particular moment.

After all, everything was running smoothly in the ship's engineering

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STARTREKVOYAGER:HERKLINGONSOULBYMICHAELJANFRIEDMANSynopsis:LieutenantB'ElannaTorresstoppedandpoundedherfist...againstthecoldstonebarrierinfrontofher.Shecouldn'texpectanyhelpfromtheship.Forallintentsandpurposes,shewasonherown.Grittingherteeth,B'Elannapushedawayfromthecavewallandfiredinthedirectionofh...

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