Homeland Security

[Brian Graham 0]

Assistant Security Officer's Duty Log

Lieutenant Brian Graham

USS Excalibur

Stardate 200408.13

 

Brian stared blankly at the PADD sitting on the desk in front of him. Progress had been going well, but after the first several hours, all of the information had he had been working on started to run together. Individual characters and spaces became just one continuous line of information, broken up here and there by small voids. To someone who hadn't been looking at the PADD and monitors for such a long time, they would find the information very dull. Security run-throughs, contingency plans, scenarios, just some examples of the multitudes of ideas that the security division had been throwing around earlier, trying to come up with all of the possibilities that there could be.

 

"Infinite diversity in infinite combinations indeed," Brian remarked, rubbing the tiredness from his eyes, briefly reminded of Instructor Termol at the Academy. Always repeated that Vulcan adage before every exam, reminding the cadets that their test would be exceedingly difficult, because you never knew what she was going to ask.

 

Anyway, back to the situation at hand Brian decided, bringing himself away from the memories. He got up out of the chair and started pacing the room, PADD in hand, making it much more difficult to fall asleep. And if sleep should occur, Brian would sure that one of the tables would be able to locate his forehead on his way to the floor, giving him a visit of sickbay. He considered it, as it would offer a brief respite from this task, but that was out of the question. This was important.

 

The Admiral had arranged for a gathering of dignitaries from the Alpha, Beta, and Gamma Quadrants, more than likely for a chance for them all to meet and be able to work well with one another as they all tried to locate the renegades. This same meeting posed quite a problem to the Security division, who, as part of the job description it seemed, were quite paranoid. Then again it was beneficial since it was always the things that weren't planned for was what usually happened. Brian looked again at the list of possible scenarios, having to scroll down several times. This meeting presented a great opportunity to cause animosity between the members of the coalition or giving up in finding the Hundred altogether if the operation proved too dangerous to get involved with. And that's why they had tried to come up with a comprehensive list, listing such things as Hundred infiltration, antimatter explosives, Thaleron radiation, freighters packed with explosives sent on fire ship runs, Jem'Hadar boarding parties, assassinations, Camelot station sabotage, to even a fleet of renegade Jem'Hadar vessels armed to the teeth. The list could have been shorter, but the delegates were allowed to carry weapons around for a brief period. It would be a great show of trust when they all went through presenting them to show their goodwill, but Brian was concerned about anything that happened before that. All that was needed was for a small disagreement to escalate and chaos could ensue.

 

With all the things to be concerned about, everyone was trying to be prepared. Security teams would be on standby, everyone knew where they had to be and what to do. Drills had been run, weapons were prepped: sighted, charged, the works. Internal sensors and the forcefields systems had undergone extensive diagnostics and testing programs. No doubt the same was being conducted on the ships of the other visiting races.

 

The Hundred could try something, but everyone would make every effort to see that any such attempts would fail.