The Three Musketeers

Posted on Thu Nov 24th, 2011 @ 5:37pm by Commodore Samantha York & Colonel Damon Raine & Lieutenant Commander Leanne Bowen

1,178 words; about a 6 minute read

Mission: The Race for the Lost Treasure
Location: CO's Ready Room

ON

Sam spent the night considering what she should tell Leanne. And IF she should tell her. But finally, she decided the other woman had a right to know. And could be trusted to keep a secret.

For good measure, she called Damon in as well, just in case she needed backup.

Damon sat himself down in the corner and waited for the doctor to arrive. He held in his hands a hot cup of coffee; something to make himself feel more relaxed for the conversation to come.

"York to Bowen. Can you meet me in my ready room at your earliest convenience?"

Leanne pushed her paperwork to the side of her desk in her office, at the time she received a call from the Captain. She touched her combadge. "Sure, Captain...be there in a few minutes. Bowen out." She stood up and walked to the replicator to order a cup of coffee. After she picked up the mug, she turned and left sickbay, heading to the corridors and the turbolift. As she entered the turbolift, she took sips of the hot liquid and waited to reach the right deck. Just as the doors opened to the bridge, the doctor went straight to the ready room and touched the chime button.

"Come in," Sam said. She turned to Damon, "I hope this goes well."

She walked in with the mug. Leanne waited for the doors to close behind her before she approached the Captain's desk. The doctor turned her head to look behind her before she sat in a cushioned chair. After she took a seat, she looked at Samantha. "Hello, Captain." Then, she realized that there was someone else in the room, "Commander Raine." She looked back at the Captain, "something serious going on?" She took a sip of her coffee.

"I'm not sure if serious is the right word. More, cosmic." Sam took a deep breath. "We came across some ... rather startling news. And it involves you, too." She looked at Damon, then back to Leanne. "To put it bluntly, the three of us -- and the Orion itself -- came from a parallel dimension. The other Orion was destroyed at the time we were attacked by the pirate ship and we crossed through a temporal vortex. According to the Temporal Investigators, we belong here."

Doctor Bowen nearly choked on her coffee. "A temporal vortex? I remember the pirates..." She paused to gather her thoughts about that incident that has been a long time ago, but not too long ago. "A double me?" She looked at the Commander and the Captain with a stare look, "a parallel dimension?"

"It didn't make sense to me the first time I heard it either." Damon chimed in. "Especially since it seems like both you and I are dead in this universe."

"From what we were told, both ships were attacked at relatively the same time. This Orion was destroyed with all hands lost. Our Orion survived. The combined effect of the two attacks caused a temporal rift. Our ship passed through to this reality."

Se paused to let that sink in. "It was several weeks before Starfleet Investigations went to the planet and discovered the other Orion. By then, we'd muddied the waters, so to speak and made a mark in this reality that shouldn't be undone. So, TI chose to conceal the event and go on as if nothing happened. The two crews were identical -- with one exception. Me. There is only one of you but there are two me's. We met on Typhon."

It makes a lot of sense if you think about it." Damon began. "Starfleet cycled out a lot of our key staff since then, more than is normal. Truth is, they were concerned about us so they decided the best course of action was to split up the crew. As it is, we are the only three people on the Calypso today that all belong in the same reality...The one we left."

"To hear them say it, we all BELONG here. The universe just set things right." Sam shook her head, still trying to accept the notion that they were FROM somewhere else but BELONGED here.

"Sounds eerie...", Leanne said. She looked at Damon. "Let me get this straight. If we are the only three left of the Calypso today, belonging to the same reality, sounds to me like we are in the wrong place at the wrong time?" She bit her lower lip, feeling like things were not good by the way they said it.

"Or maybe," Damon started "we were in the exact right place at the exact right time." He shrugged.

The doctor set the mug down, feeling like she has lost her taste for it because of the situation. "What are we suppose to do about it? Meet our identical twin?" She looked at both of them who appeared to be deep in thought.

"I'm the one with the twin," Sam said. "And I met her on Typhon. Your twins died on the Orion. What we do is nothing. We go on as before. Apparently we belong in this reality now. I..." she looked at Damon, "we thought you should know. Nothing really changes. Temporal Agents assured us that this is what's temporally right, so here we stay."

"Oh," Leanne said. "I guess that's a good thing that I don't have a double me. Well, is your double going to cause trouble in this reality?" Her DNA would match to the others, she thought. What if...this other Samantha York switched places? That would be bad if that ever happened.

"I don't think there will be any trouble," Sam assured her. "It seems that we've taken different career paths. She's content to be a first officer. She has no interest in a command of her own." She glanced at Damon with a twinkle in her eye. She and her twin had very different tastes in men, too. "I think we're different enough that many would notice."

The doctor kept quiet as she continued to look at the Captain, feeling a sense of calm that everything will be okay. Leanne glanced over at Damon after Sam's eyes switched to look at him. Seeing that he appeared to be relaxed, she decided that the issue of the twins should not be a big concern right now.

"There's nothing more," Sam said. "And there's nothing we can change. We just thought you should know."

Leanne stood up, picked up her near empty mug, and nodded at the Captain. "I'm glad you let me know, Captain...Commander," she looked at Damon before she looked back at Sam, "I guess I better get back to work...permission to leave?"

"Granted," Sam said. "And please, keep this between the three of us."

"Yes, ma'am," the doctor said.

OFF

Captain Samantha York
Commanding Officer
USS Calypso

Commander Damon Raine
Executive Officer
USS Calypso

Lieutenant Commander Leanne Bowen, M.D.
Chief Medical Officer
USS Calypso

 

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