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Necessary Betrayal - Part 2 "Triangles"

Posted on Mon Dec 14th, 2015 @ 9:05pm by Captain Nami Ishikawa & Lieutenant Terri Lee & Lieutenant JG Alenis Laren

Mission: Episode 3 - The Future That Was
Location: Resistance Camp Theta, Somewhere in the Himalayas, Earth
Timeline: Mid-2416 (Alpha)
Tags: romance, relationships

[Previously in Necessary Betrayal - Part 1 "Sacrifice"]

. . . . . .

"You have an hour to escape quietly. Leave behind enough Intel to look convincing, and make sure Terri isn't home when I come knocking."

Nami raised an eyebrow at the unexpected news. She understood what Amman was doing, but the short notice was ticking her off. "You are raiding the camp, and you are only giving . . ." Shaking her head, she decided to just drop the matter. There were more important things to worry about. "Yes, ma'am. Everything will be ready when you get here."

. . . . . .

Nami spun in her chair as she considered how to bring Terri, Alenis, and Gustave out of the camp without arousing anyone's suspicion. A few quiet moments passed before her eyes fell on the weapons storage unit by the runabout's exit. "Madeira, prepare for launch and set a course for Camp Penthesilea."

"Yes, Commander."

"And beam one Type 4 stun grenade to the following coordinates. Set detonation with two-second delay"

"Yes, Commander."

. . . . . .


It was close to midnight, but Alenis still couldn't sleep. Sitting on the edge of her makeshift bed, she quietly worked on a sketch of the woman who had so valiantly saved her from Starfleet Security earlier in the day.

Terri was brave. She was strong. And behind those emerald eyes was an indomitable spirit that refused to yield even in the face of overwhelming odds. In that alley, she was exhilarating to watch. She was breathtaking. And yet, here in her sleep she looked so vulnerable. Her limbs bent and drawn to her torso, she seemed like a child fearful of some ghastly demons that lurked in the darkest recess of her deepest fears. But what could possibly frighten such a fearless soul? Alenis wondered.

Gustave knocked on the frame of Alenis's door, then entered. He softly whispered, "Hey," then went over to her bed, looking down at the sketchbook in her lap. From his upside-down view, he couldn't quite tell who it was.

Lost in her own contemplation and in Terri, Alenis did not notice Gustave until he was already standing next to her bed. "Oh, hi there." She said, looking up at the pilot. "Can't sleep?"

Gustave shook his head, "No, there's just so much going through my head. This rebellion, my family... not to mention Terri's been acting weird." He sat down next to her on the bed, looking her in the eyes. "So what's got you up?" He asked, shifting his gaze to her sketchbook, "And what's this?"

Alenis' attention was not entirely on Gustave or what he was saying. "Nothing. Just doodling." She said absentmindedly. She set her sketchbook down between them and glanced back at Terri still sound asleep on her bed. "She is amazing, isn't she?" There was a brief pause. "Do you know if she's seeing anyone?"

Gustave cringed at the memory of a cheeseburger being thrown at his face, and shook his head. "No," he replied, "But, well, there's someone she's had her eye on, and never realized it until recently." He looked over to Alenis, only to see her gazing wistfully at Terri. He felt his lungs light on fire, and he had to restrain himself from strangling her.

Then Gustave realized, what the heck was he doing? He couldn't be jealous, Terri was his friend, and so was Alenis. What is wrong with me? He wondered, casting his gaze back down to the floor. He put his elbows on his knees and leaned down to rest his face in his hands. He wasn't tired enough to sleep, but he had never felt more emotionally exhausted in his life.

All Alenis heard was "No," and that was all she need to hear. Her eyes having never left the sleeping blonde, she asked with a small smile on the corner of her lips, "What does she like? I mean other than punching people." That last bit brought out a gleeful chuckle as the Bajoran absentmindedly played with a strand of her loose hair. "Maybe I should . . . . . ."

Before she could complete her sentence, transporter beams lit up in the middle of the room and deposited a small metallic sphere with a flashing red ring across its circumference

"Bomb!" Gustave cried, jumping up to cover it with his body in the hopes that he would protect the others from the explosion, but it was too late.

As soon as the words were out of Gustave's mouth, the grenade detonated with a barely audible hum and blinding light, knocking out everyone in the room.

[10 Minutes Later, USS Madeira]

Gustave's ears were ringing and his head was pounding as he slowly sat up. He groaned audibly as he opened his eyes to find the dark interior of the runabout too bright for him. He was both Terri and Alenis waking up beside him with similar reactions. "Wha- What happened?" He asked, to the pilot he recognized as Nami.

Without turning around, Nami answered the questions matter-of-factly. "The camp was raided. You three were knocked out by what I assume to be a stun grenade. You were lucky that I got there before Bolanus' men could haul you away."

"And the others?" Asked a visibly concerned Alenis

"There has been no sign of any escaping shuttles."

"We must go back!" Demanded Terri as she sprang up from the deck. "We can't leave them to fight on their own!"

Nami turned back and with a stern look she said, "We can't, not at the risk of you falling into Bolanus' hands. You father is trying to put down the coup, but if Bolanus has you as a hostage, it would make it very difficult for him. It could even jeopardize the entire operation. Do you understand, Lieutenant?"

"But," Terri struggled for words. She wanted to go back; she wanted to fight, but she also knew that Nami was right. It vexed her that she herself was the reason that the others had to die on their own. "Arggh!!" She smashed her fist into the bulkhead in frustration and self-loathe.

"Calm down Terri, it'll be fine. We live today to fight tomorrow. It's probably for the best. We can do more from where we are now than defenseless in our room anyways." Gustave said in an attempt to soothe her.

Terri turned her head and shot an angry look at him. "It's for the best? How do you figure??? Do you . . . . . ." She was stopped in mid-sentence as Alenis tenderly took her hand into her own.

"Come on, Terri." The Bajoran said softly. "Let me take care of that contusion of yours."

The blonde shot Gustave another look before following Alenis into the aft compartment without another word.

Gustave clenched his fists and growled once Terri left the room. What is UP with her? Alenis can't just save the day, that's MY job!, he thought, then walked up to the copilot's seat and turned to the controls. He wasn't doing anything, but sitting at the helm relaxed him, and he hadn't gotten the chance to sit at one since the Churchill went berserk. He looked over to Nami, "So where are we headed now? Please tell me it's some tropical paradise planet, preferably one where beers grow on trees..." he joked in a mocking tone. Not mocking anyone in particular, he was just irritated.

"We are not leaving Earth, Lieutenant, and no, beers don't grow on trees where we are going." Responded Nami, but after a brief pause her voice softened a little. "You are not going to get the girl if all you do is fume to yourself. So I suggest you go back there and do something about it. And yes, I sensed it. I'm half-Betazoid." All of that she said without ever looking at the man.

Gustave huffed as he muttered, "Did I say you were allowed to read my mind?" He pushed himself up out of his chair and then said, "Alright, I'll go talk to her. Any other deep, dark secrets of mine I'll need to know before I go in?" He wasn't usually this sassy, but he was angry over Terri and Alenis, and he wasn't too keen on having his brain scanned by this Betazoid.

Nami turned her eyes away form the controls for a moment. "Oh, please, you were literally broadcasting all your thoughts a minute ago. It was difficult not to sense it. And now get out here so that we both can get something done."

"Whatever," Gustave huffed, walking back towards the door.

Nami watched Gustave as he disappeared into the aft-compartment to sort things out with Terri and Alenis. In the three of them she saw Korra, Oliver, and - how she despised that name - Michaela. Of course, she didn't know exactly what was going on, but if it was to happen all over again . . . . . . She sighed and pushed that thought to the deepest recess of her mind. There were more important things to worry about.

[To be continued . . . . . .]

Commander Nami Ishikawa
Resistance Liaison
(NPC - Oliver)

Lieutenant Terri C. Lee
Resistance Fighter
(NPC - Oliver)

Lieutenant JG Lauren Alenis
Resistance Fighter
(NPC - Oliver)

Lieutenant JG Gustave Dolarian
Resistance Fighter
(NPC - Theo)


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