A Unexpected Arrival

Posted on Wed Oct 25th, 2017 @ 6:28pm by Lieutenant Roger Stevens & Commander Johnathan Wade & Captain Michelle Bartlett & Petty Officer 2nd Class Shirley O'Neil

Mission: https://wellington.pegasusfleet.site/index.php/sim/missions/id/3
Location: Shuttle Bay #2
Timeline: Sometime

A lone shuttle craft came onto the Wellingtons sensors. It picked up as a standard Star Fleet shuttle with an extended cargo hold. It came to a complete halt as it began to hail them. "Attention Wellington, this is the Lucky 57 out of New Earth. My Name is Johnathen Wade and me and my partner Roger have come with permission from Admiral Marquette to begin survey potential candidates for a new moral improvement program"

Shirley checked the sensors from the shuttle bay then shook her head slightly. Being on 'customs' duty this shift was boring, so this was a break in the monotony. "Come ahead Lucky 57, Shuttle Bay Two is the current civilian designated approach. Be prepared for a customs inspection and have your documentation available."

Jack nodded at the screen "Will do, i hear you guys have been having a rough time of it, anything we need to know?"

"We are having a few engineering problems, but they are under control and repairs should be conpleted shortly, certainly nothing to be worried about." Shirley brought the name of the man upbon her screen and noted that the pulot had been in the Fleet once, but had a fizzled career. Not that big of a potential threat, but with what had been going on... "Please come ahead into Shuttle Bay Two amd I'll meet you at the hatch, Wellington clear."

Jack careful set course into shuttle bay two. "Hey control i hear you have a Commander Bartlett on board, can you relay a quick message for me as i land? Tell her that the old man is here"

"Of course, sir."

===Bridge===

Michelle was on watch, still distracted by the events of the morning. An innocent person in the brig, two more senior officers dead including one who'd just gotten promoted... She just wanted this to end. It almost seemed like there was nothing that would straighten this mess out.

"Commander. Shuttlebay 2 is requesting clearance for a shuttle to dock. The 'Lucky 57?'" Laro said from the bridge. "They have orders from Admiral Marquette."

"Did she actually make good on her promise?" she said, almost wondering if it was Marquette. "Do we know who's aboard?"

"All he said was to tell you 'The old man is here'" Laro replied.

A smirk came across Michelle's face. "Of all the times for him to show up. Shuttle Lucky 57, this is the Bridge. You're cleared for entry. Please try and ignore the fact that the ship's under patrol from several armed guards and we all look like we need a drink. I'll meet you down there." she said. "Lieutenant Garcia, you have the bridge."

"Aye, ma'am." Came the reply from Garcia as she headed down to the shuttle bay.

==shuttle bay two==

The Lucky 57 had landed safely in the bay and the rear hatch opened into a ramp. The first to amerge from the craft was an older gentleman who can only be described as a clone of 20th century movie and television star Bruce Campbell, wearing a finely tailored white suit with a black undershirt and red tie. Behind him, carrying two large duffle bags was a 6 foot something, blonde haired blue eyed male. He carried to two heavy looking bags as if they where nothing, his very muscled body not straining in the least. For those who paid attention too the news the last five years, this was Roger Stevens, the security officer who was key in breaking up two subversive organizations within Star Fleet but was discharged when his genetic modifications came too light.

Jack smiles bright and hugs Michelle as she comes close "its been for ever my darling Daughter, where is your Brother Jason? I heard rumor he might be around"

Michelle returned the hug "It's been far too long..." she said with a grin. "He is on the Dalacari station dealing with... Well.. All this mess."

Shirley smirked and shook her head slightly as the Exec greeted what was obviously an old friend. However, that meant the ship's master was otherwise occupied, so she turned to the other man who came off the ship, pulling out the PADD that contained the forms requured for civilian ships arriving on board a ship, "Sorry, sir, but it looks like you're stick talking to me to fill theae.. out..." She trailed off as something about the man's face clicked in her head, "I recognize you. Steffon? No. Stevens, Roger Stevens, right?

Roger nods and smiles. "Thats right miss, i guess i'm not old news yet." He pulls out a PaDD, an oddly thick looking one and starts transfering information.

Jack nods "well... all the luck too him then, we'll have a drink when he gets back. So, as me and Roger here are on assignment to help with morale... anyone here in a particularly bad way"? He looks to Michelle, hoping she got the point.

"God, where do I begin? You know what you're walking into, right?" she asked. "We practically all are under a lot of strain."

"Parts, but not everything, to many possible ears. But as i was saying, anyone your concerned about?"

"The shuttle carrying Captain Ross to a reception blew up killing most of the senior staff." Michelle said. "The Marines were deployed alongside Security and that's where it got really fun. They've arrested one of our science officers who did nothing other than her job." We now also have reports that this whole thing might go... well.. a lot deeper."

"No, Sir, you aren't." Shirley responded to Roger while keeping an ear on Michelle's conversation as well. But the word 'sir' had that capital S of respect, "You're jsut on the attention list, that's all." She receipted the information and sent a confirmation, "And that's it, barring the Commander requesting an inspection on board the shuttle?" She raised her tone to gather an iota of attention from Michelle.

Roger raised an eye brow "Attention list. What for"?

Jack nods and rubbed his considerable chin. "Well then commander, would you like one of us to make sure everything stays ok with your science officer?"

"Well, Sir, it's given about your record as well as your, um... Enhancements?" Shirley was trying to be politically correct while also being polite about it.

Michelle nodded. "Please do. There's no possible way Lieutenant Mordin could have done this. I suppose I'll ask now... Is there anything on that shuttle I should be worried about?" she added with a smirk.

Jack shook his head. "Nah... not yet at least. But watch this" he said with a smirk as he turn too Roger. "Hey Stevens, remember Deputy Callie?"

Roger instantly turned toward Jack, fuming, he threw his PaDD right past Jacks head and it embedded into a near by container. "Screw you Old Man! The hell are you bringing that up for!" He yelled angrily.

Michelle ducked , though looked at where the PADD landed, then looking back at Jack. "Another one of your projects?" she said quietly to him.

Jack whispers in return "No, he's a full agent, but you need someone in the Brigg right?" He subtly gestures

Michelle grinned... "You are a man of many tricks." she said. "I sure do."

Shirley, now stuck being a fly on the wall, looked back and forth between the three of them, gauging the conversation. It sorta sounded like the tone of those that happened back on Titan, but well.. 'Must be Intelligence', she concluded, and that meant above her pay grade most likely, "Well, Ma'am, Sirs, if you need, I can help make that happen?"

Michelle stopped in her tracks with a devilish smirk. "Do you always carelessly destroy Federation property, Mr. Stevens?" she said turning from sweet to sour in almost an instant.

With a sly smile, Shirley took her cue, "Roger Stevens, you are under arrest for the destruction of Federation property." She reached behind her and grabbed the stun-cuffs she always had on her, then reached for his left wrist and grabbed it at the pressure point, "You have the right to remain silent, yadda yadda, Attorney, blah, anything you say, etcetera." She attached the cuff, then did the same for the other wrist, "Please don't break my cuffs, or I might have to make you pay for them." She leaned around and smiled broadly at him, "Sir."

Rolls his eyes "you should keep them on me when you turn on the feild... just too be safe"

Jack nods in agreement "yeah, can't be to careful with hin"

"Right." Shirley agreed, patting Roger on the shoulder, "Let's go you 'criminal scum' you." She said in a humourous voice, "But if you think I'm leaving those things in there with you to escape anytime you damned well please, you have another think coming!"

"Place him in the brig until we can verify his identity and resolve this 'watch list' business." Michelle said. "I was there this morning, there's a cell across the way from Lieutenant Mordin."

"Yes, ma'am." Shirley grinned, "Haven't done this in a loooong time, sir." She gently shoved Roger from behind, "On your way."

As the two broke off and Michelle was left with Jack, she looked at him. "I wasn't aware you were bringing a passenger. Though I suspect I know why you're here." she said to Wade.

"Actually Michelle, that's a happy accident. SFI was actually looking for a secure enough ship too set up a mobile operations center. The Wellington was high on the list. That fact you needed help wasn't even relayed to me until after we left New Earth. Though I am always happy to help my favorite children" He grinned "I will say now, if something does happen in your brig I apologize now for your burnt out wiring"

"Wouldn't be the only thing we're stuck fixing." Michelle said. "Mobile operations, hmm? Well I'm flattered you thought of us. I bet Commodore Myers doesn't even know you made it yet."

"Not yet, i figured if the ships in a rough way, he's in a worse way"

"It's a miracle he's not drunk at this point." Michelle said. "Of course, those days are long behind him but... God knows if his last 3 days has been anything like mine, he might bloody need one. Does our dear Commanding Officer know you're aboard yet?"

"Not yet, but lets suprise her. And maybe get me a drink, I am dieing for a Mojito"

"Now you're talking my language." Michelle said.