The Boom that Didn't Happen
Posted on Wed Oct 20th, 2021 @ 2:36am by Remal Kajun & Captain Rhenora Kaylen
Mission:
Gamma Quadrant
Location: USS Sunfire Docked at DS9
Timeline: Backlog
To boom or not to boom - that is the question. The degree of boom is merely shades of gray against the swirling blue of a Celestial Temple.
Bajor 1 and Bajor 2 trailed behind the Sunfire, following in her wake ever so slowly. Thirty seconds after they had entered the wormhole, he had triggered the explosion. And then… nothing. He blinked, his eyes unsure they had correctly witnessed what his brain was expecting him to witness. He triggered it again. Nothing.
“I thought you said it was in play.” Asked his partner, in his own state of disbelief.
“It was! I gave it to the flighty computer nerd. I was sure it was there. I even checked afterwards, she didn’t bring it back with her. I don’t know what could have happened.” He was distraught, upset and frustrated.
“Look, when we dock, I’ll go over and check it out. Maybe it got deactivated somehow. We can still make this work.”
There was a moment of silence before one of them spoke again. “You don’t suppose the Prophets had anything to do with it, do you?”
“I don’t know. They’ve interfered on a far greater scale but only at the bequest of the Emissary. Who knows if they knew this moment would come or if our new ‘Emissaries’ stepped in. Either way, this is why we need to bring that temple down. To end their interference in the design and future of Bajor and her people.”
“You’re right. Now, let’s get back to work. We would hate for the Starfleeters to suspect anything.”
“They know nothing beyond what they see in front of their eyes.”
Minutes later the Sunfire docked with the upper pylon, the crews beginning to disembark with a Starfleet crew coming in to move the two Bajoran vessels into the cargo hold. They would have no idea an undetonated bomb was still on board.
Standing at the doorway between the ship and the station, Remal towered over much of the throng of refugees as a beacon, guiding them gently home. He was nodding and guiding, as he ushered them through the tube and on their way onto a station once home to the Cardassians. “Take care. It’s been a pleasure.” There had now been multiple missions into the Gamma and with each one they had returned with Bajoran refugees in what felt like a trend in the making.
He was sure Rhen was tired and in need of a good holiday, despite the fact it had been less than a week since their last short holiday. He was ushering and reminiscing when a pair of Bajorans without marks, cuts or bruises like the rest, slipped into the queue. It would not have been odd except they kept their eyes low to the ground and appeared to go out of their way to avoid eye contact, unlike those around them.
He followed them by sight until they rounded the corner, then tapped his badge, “Counselor Remal to Lt. House, I’d like to report a pair of suspicious characters leaving the Sunfire.”
