SEASON 2: EPISODE 01NO REST FOR THE WICKED: Prologue |
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“Dropping out of Warp in 5…4…3…2…1,” counted down Ensign Frank Cole. The Bridge crew watched the viewscreen with anticipation. The lines of light suddenly stopped and shrank to dots as the viewscreen showed the ship dropping from Warp speed to sub-light speeds. “Welcome back to Earth,” said Captain Jonathan Masters as the blue and green planet appeared in the centre of the viewscreen. “It’s been too long.” “It has only been under a year, Captain. We haven’t been away from Earth for a long period of time,” said Lieutenant Karak. “Even if it was just a day, it would be too long, Karak.” “Yes, Captain,” said Karak not sounding convinced, but that was how Vulcans sounded all the time. “We are getting coordinates to take the ship to, sir.” “Ensign Cole, set a course to those coordinates. The sooner we dock the sooner we get to go and have some R & R.” Cheers broke out on the Bridge as the crew got excited about the coming break from duty. As Frank and Karak directed the Swiftfire towards the docks it would be at for repairs, Frank asked the Vulcan what he would be doing with his down time. “There is a Vulcan monastery in the Himalayan region. I will visit there.” “Will you see your wife?” asked Frank. “I will contact her, as by the schedule.” Frank didn’t understand how Karak could be so cold towards contacting the person he was married to. If he were married he would spend every second he could with his partner. Frank had decided that he would never understand Vulcans, he also decided that was probably the way the Vulcan’s liked it. “I’ll be seeing my parents, so I’ll probably spend most of my time on the moon. Catch up with friends, you know, that kind of stuff. Plus I want…” Excited to be home the Ensign continued to ramble on, but Karak didn’t mind. He spent enough time with humans to know that they were extremely attached to Earth. Seeing Earth made humans all emotional, in a good way most of the time, so logically it was a good thing for them to return home often. It was important for emotional beings, especially humans, to be emotional stable. The Bridge was fuller then normal with all the heads of the various departments there, Dr. Murphy, Colonel Tiki, Wing Commander Benton and Chief Engineer Celcho were all on the Bridge. They stood together at the back of the Bridge so not to impend any of the normal Bridge crew from doing their duty. “I’m glad to be back. You should drop a Warp core more often, Pavlo.” “I don’t think so, Dave. There is too much extra work if you get rid of a Warp core,” replied Celcho. “I hope we get all three weeks,” said the Doctor. “I need to have a holiday from constantly patching you lot back together. So what are you all going to get up to?” Everyone answered that they would be visiting friends and family, except Colonel Tiki who said ‘Get very, very drunk’. They were all in high spirits and were pleased to be away from the front for a change. “Hopefully the front won’t jump forward like it did last time we moved away from it,” said Lt. Commander Whitechapel to the group of officers at the back of the Bridge. “The Dominion has slacked off a bit since we retook Deep Space 9,” said Lieutenant Letac. “So I don’t think they’ll be pushing all the way to Earth in the next three weeks.” “This war has really turned around,” said Benton. “It took four months but we finally put a halt to the Dominion’s momentum.” “The Dominion’s not down and out yet,” pointed out Commander Core. “This conflict has a long way to go yet.” “That’s enough talk of the war,” interrupted Lieutenant Aimee Wessling, who was a new addition to the crew. “It’s time to think selfishly about yourselves and to enjoy your time on Earth.” Jonathan stood and addressed everyone on the Bridge. “The Lieutenant is right. It’s time to have a good time, that’s an order,” said Jonathan mockingly The crew all happily agreed with the orders. “Yes, sir!”
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