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Kevin Anderson

"Apple Pie"

"Apple Pie"

A joint log by Commander Muon Quark and Lieutenant Junior Grade Kevin Anderson

 

Muon was sitting in the mess hall, finishing up her dinner. It had been a long day but she was happy with the day's progress. Almost as happy as making a profit. So she sat there eating her apple pie happily.

 

After he had left sickbay Kevin had made his way to the CT only to be told that Commander Quark was in the mess hall. So, he went over there and was now looking around to find the Ferengi woman he needed to speak urgently to update her on the news he had on the Tamarian. Seeing her sitting alone he hurried over and hoped he wouldn't get into trouble for interrupting her meal. "Commander Quark, I'm sorry to interrupt you, but I managed to talk some more to our Tamarian guest."

 

Muon's hand holding the fork full of apple pie stopped in mid air half way to her mouth. "Oh ah, that's great. You can tell me all about it tomorrow eh?"

 

"Yes, sir. I just had the impression you would want news asap." He couldn't make sense of this, when he had reported to her in the CT tower earlier it had seemed to him that everybody was quite concerned about the implications this attack might have, he must have been wrong.

 

Muon's hand was still holding the fork with the apple pie. She sighed, it looked like the pie would have to wait. "Yes well, oh..... alright. Go ahead." Muon reluctantly put her fork down and looked at the pie forlornly. "OK Lt jg Anderson, proceed with your report. What have you got so far?

 

Kevin's eyes followed Quark's to the piece of apple pie. "I shall not keep you long Commander. The Tamarian's name is Swan and she is the Captain of the vessel. So it's understandable she's quite distraught about the loss of her crew. She uttered the wish to see them which Dr Lepage granted." He paused for a moment after this.

 

Muon frowned slightly. "Doctor Lepage did what?" she asked quietly. Then she gathered herself and realized that she needed to speak to the Doctor, not Anderson. "OK, so..... were you able to find anything out about their mission, where they were going? Stuff like that?"

 

"Yes, sir. Well, more or less. It's an exploration and science vessel, they set out for first contact when they were attacked. Which is why this attack doesn't make any sense, it's not like they had anything valuable aboard." Kevin frowned but didn't dare to speak up about Swan's wish to see her crew to the Commander.

 

Muon sat back in her chair. "So, exploration and research? Did she give any clue as to where the Tamarian homeworld was? Also, Mr. Brown and Mr. Dent will need help contacting her homeworld so they can come get her."

 

Kevin nodded. "I think it'd be best to have her send a message herself, my knowledge of Tamarian is limited. She mentioned something about a diplomatic mission but couldn't say more. She doesn't know who the attackers were but if we gave her access to our databanks to look at certain ship types common around here she might be able to recognise one."

 

Muon nodded thoughtfully. "Very well. I'll have security go over the more common ships found in this area with her. I will also speak to the Captain about authorizing her access to our system to contact her homeworld. If he agrees, I'll have Mr. Brown assist her. The last thing I need you to do Mr. Anderson, is assist Eli down in engineering with decoding the flight recorder. I'll ask Betile if it's OK to borrow you for awhile.

 

In his mind Kevin pictured the workload adding up. There still were the samples form the away mission to take care of, he sure hoped all his bugs were still alive, otherwise he'd have to throw them away. There also still was the databank left, and as he was now ordered to help Commander Brown with the flight recorder first he'd also have to babysit Swan while she interacted with the other crew members. So he hesitated a moment when before he answered. "Aye, sir."

 

Muon glanced at Kevin's face and knew he was feeling overwhelmed. Smiling, she tried to reassure him. "Don't worry, you'll have help. Perhaps you can download what you have to Mr. Brown and he can work with Eli. Either way is fine."

 

Kevin was taken aback, he hadn't realised this had shown on his face. "No, sir, I can deal with it, I mean, I'll just put in some more hours. If I may suggest I start working on the databank first, though, that way the computer might be able to translate at least some of the phrases and I don't have to be present during Swan's interaction with the crew." As he said this he was wondering if his chief was a biologist and knew how to prep bugs. But the last thing he wanted was to appear as if he wasn't up to what was asked of him.

 

Muon smiled at the new Lt jg's enthusiasm. "Mr. Anderson, it's OK. You don't have to do everything by yourself. It will be fine for Mr. Brown and Mr. Dent to assist Eli once you download the databank. They can call you if there are any questions. Don't worry."

 

Somewhat relieved Kevin nodded. "Thank you Commander, if that's all I don't want to keep you from your apple pie any longer."

 

Quark picked up her fork, happy to be able to return to her abandoned apple pie. "Good job Mr. Anderson. I knew there was a reason we promoted you."

 

Kevin smiled and nodded at the Commander. "Thank you, sir." With that he considered himself dismissed and turned around to head back to work. As the doors of the mess hall swished close behind him a waft of air scented with food hit his nostrils. His stomach gave a rebellious grumble as he hurried down the corridor away from the food.

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