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Kallah Ramson

Night Shift Patrol

Night shift was coming quickly. It was only their third day into the new shift rotation but Crewman Reese was already getting his internal clock comfortable with the change. With a stretch of all his limbs he got up and went to get a drink. A low mumble from the other bunk was his less than adjusted shift partner attempting to wake up. He was probably going to need the same old encouragement and pep talk to get going this morning as he'd needed the last two mornings. Reese usually tried to use his calm and gentle manner before the Chief had a chance to implement the sound Andorian tongue lashing she was so known for. Reese had so far avoided catching the Chief's wrath and he just wished his partner could say the same.

 

Mora was a good crewman, don't get me wrong. Reese couldn't have asked for a better partner. They could read each other's minds... almost literally. Mora's species were base empaths. Not anything fancy, just emotional readings and a few suggestive thought transmissions. But, it had worked so well in Reese's favor. For Reese's part there was the problem with the universal translators. They were rather ineffective with his own species native language. He understood others quite well for the most part. Ever the student of body language Reese could sum up what another was getting at quick enough or at least know when the subject matter was well over his head. He was, after all just a security grunt. Getting his message across had on the other hand been troublesome. But not with Mora. Mora was a good man and Reese was proud to work with him.

 

And currently their work was patrolling the USS Challenger while in drydock. Construction on the ship was 24 hours... or however many hours were in these Martian days... but night shift was a little more quiet. It was a lot easier to know and remember who belonged and who didn't. Mora had managed to shake hands with about every single being on night shift and Reese had memorized them all by sight, sound, and smell...which was quite easy for some of them. Not all species have the same bathing practices it seemed.

 

Which was the first thing Reese noticed. He stopped for a moment as a tangy smell crossed his nose. Then he heard something. He didn't have to say a thing, Mora stopped too... feeling his partner's raised caution. With a brief exchange of silent hand signals and thoughts the two devised to split up and come in from both sides. Reese crouched low and continued forward while Mora swung around the corridor to come in from the other side. Whoever was there seemed to be up the access hatch to the secondary computer and no one on night shift was supposed to be anywhere near there right now.

 

Both in place Mora stepped forward first. "Come out of there."

 

There was a sudden clang from the access hatch as the startled occupant jumped from the surprise. "You scared me," a nervous voice returned.

 

"Come out now."

 

The man inched out of the access hatch. "I'm sorry, we're in the middle of calibrating something. I don't really have time..."

 

"There is no activity in this section scheduled. Let me see your pass. Who's your commanding officer?"

 

"Yes, yes... I understand...but I have to make this one adjustment right now or we risk blowing out the whole.."

 

"Your pass, Now! Sir." Mora quickly but obviously switched the safety off on his phaser. The other man just blinked nervously.

 

"Here's his pass." Along with the voice from behind him Mora could feel the end of a phaser pressing into his back. "Now if you'll...."

 

The thought was cut short as Reese leapt from his spot. He tackled the man behind Mora by the arm and sunk his teeth into the man's wrist. "AHH!, get this dog off me!!" The man struggled but Reese bit and pulled violently throwing the man to the ground and sending the phaser flying across the corridor.

 

Mora acted quickly too, stunning the other man as he tried to flee. Then he was quickly at his partner's side. "On the ground!", he yelled at the other intruder while gripping Reese's harness tightly and pulling the German Shepard back. Reese let go but made sure the intruder understood his displeasure with a loud series of barks and growls. Mora joined in as well, repeating, "On the ground, on the ground Now!"

 

 

 

Chief Th'laka nodded at the two crewmen. "It looked like those two men were trying to implant a transmitter into the computer system. Who knows what trouble they could have caused. It's good you stopped them. I am though concerned that the one got the drop on you, Crewman Mora." Cold Andorian eyes squinted at Mora. "But, as usual your guardian angel came to the rescue." She turned and stepped back. Picking up a padd, "I'm putting a note of commendation in both of your records." She then stepped over in front of where Reese was seated. "Oh, and crewman Reese," she smiled as the dog's ears twitched up in response. "I'm adding a recommendation for a promotion in your record. Good job." She then turned to Mora. A blue antenna twitched for a moment. After a short but purposefully painful pause she smiled lightly, "That is all. Dismissed."

 

The two exited the office. Mora looked down at Reese. "Don't even start."

 

Reese simply waged his tail.

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