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From: ee93erm@brunel.ac.uk (Ellie Maclaren)
Subject: Shoreleave pt 1
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This is my first attempt at writing a startrek story intended to go any
further than the walls of my head. So please bear with me. Advice, comments,
flames (if you must) to be sent to ee93erm@brunel.ac.uk please. I mean that,
I really want some feedback on this thing.
Ellie
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This story is set just after Deja Q
It will probably end up as a crossover but I haven't decided what with yet.
Shoreleave : TNG
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by Ellie Maclaren
Part 1
Captain's Log : Stardate 43739.1
We were on our way to Starbase 74 for some well-earned Rest and
Relaxation having successfully completed our assignment in the Bre'el
system, when the Enterprise was pulled off course by a mysterious force.
All our efforts to determine the origin of this force have been
unsuccessful. However I have faith in the analytical abilities of Lt.
Commanders Data and LaForge, who are endeavouring to find its point of
origin which may reveal some clue as to its purpose.
Picard finished his log entry and turned to Counselor Troi. "Any comments,
Counselor?"
"There is a growing impatience amongst the crew, Captain. As you know they
were all looking forward to having a break at Starbase 74. However the
general attitude is one of resignation to a delay before shoreleave can
commence."
"Yes, that is what I expected. We are all used to shoreleave being delayed
due to orders from Starfleet."
Picard rose from behind his desk and gestured to the doors of his ready
room. "After you, Counselor."
* * * * *
Riker rose from the Captains chair as Troi and Picard re-entered the
bridge. "Nothing so far, Sir" he reported settling into his own seat.
"Geordi called up from Engineering that they may have found a way to
break free of this...whatever this is...and that he would report in when
Data had finished simulating it in engineering."
"Very well, Number One. Let us hope that Commander Data and Mr. LaForge
have solved this mystery and we can return to Starbase 74."
Counselor Troi, who had not yet sat down, then commented "If you will
excuse me Captain. I have an appointment in a few minutes."
Picard nodded his ascent and Troi left the bridge.
"Well at least someone's keeping busy" commented Riker.
* * * * *
"The simulation is ready to commence."
"Ok, Data. I'll be there in just a minute," called Geordi LaForge from his
precarious position in a Jeffries tube.
As Geordi descended, Data called the bridge and informed them that the
simulation was about to proceed.
Geordi came over to the station where Data had been entering equations.
"So let's try it, Data. I really hope this works, I want to get to
Starbase 74 as quickly as possible....I have a friend who's arranged
to meet me there."
Data started the simulation. It was set up to display events slower than
they would occur in real-time. If the idea worked the Enterprise would free
herself from the force pulling it along almost instantaneously.
The simulation completed and elated Geordi called the bridge; "It works!"
"Well done Commander LaForge, Mr. Data" came the Captains voice. "When can
we be ready to proceed?"
"We shall require 24 minutes 16 seconds to implement the necessary changes,
Captain" reported Data.
* * * * *
In her office Troi had just finished yet another session with Karla Cornish,
whose son had recently left for Starfleet Academy. Karla missed her son very
much; he was the only surviving member of her familiy since her husband had
died at the hands of renegade Klingons. Karla had basically said that all she
had left now was her archaological work. Troi never enjoyed these sessions
as they reminded her of Ian.
"Counselor Troi, report to the bridge."
"On my way Captain." She sighed, what she really wanted to do was go to ten-
forward and have a huge chocolate sundae to cheer herself up. Troi was
feeling very tired and the situation the Enterprise was now in had already
delayed her shoreleave. Holodecks were alright but they could never compare
to a real shoreleave.
* * * * *
As Troi stepped out of the turbolift she heard Geordi reporting.
"We'll need you to fire all photon torpedoes at maximum spread on my
mark, Captain. Combining that with our backwards pull should give us that
little extra required to break free."
"On your mark then, Commander LaForge. Mr. Worf...."
"Photon torpedoes are armed, Captain. Laying in maximum spread pattern."
Picard turned to Troi, "Ah, Counselor. We felt it would be best to have
you on the bridge when we attempt to break free. There is a small chance
that you might sense something as we do so, and I felt that it would be
easier to have you here already."
"1 minute to my mark, Captain" came Geordi's voice.
"Ready, Mr.Worf?"
"Aye, Sir!"
"5..4..3..2..1..NOW!"
"Firing photon torpedoes!"
As the torpedoes were fired the entire ship shook with the strain of trying
to escape. Then the torpedoes detonated and the Enterprise was buffeted by
shock waves. The science personnel manning the stations at the aft of the
bridge were thrown into the railing dividing the aft and fore bridge.
The shaking subsided and the somewhat battered crew returned to their posts.
"Report, Mr. LaForge!"
"Scanning now, Sir........I don't understand it. We appear to be still caught
by the force. Proceeding in the same direction as before, Sir!"
"What went wrong, Mr. LaForge?"
"I don't know, Sir. It should've worked!"
* * * * *
to be continued.........