Date: Thu, 16 Jun 1994 22:05:27 -0700 Reply-To: Highlander TV show stories Sender: Highlander TV show stories From: Michael Smith Subject: Treklander II Part 2 (Highlander/DS9 Crossover) There can be only one...These are the voyages... T R E K L A N D E R I I Copyright 1994 John F. Moore III Part 2 Odo waltzed into Quark's. As if on cue, most of Quark's more seedier regulars became scarce as the Security chief zeroed in on the Ferengi behind the bar. "Constable," Quark said through a forced smile, "what a pleasant surprise. How may I help you?" "You can start," Odo hissed, "by telling me who you were talking to on Clari III and why." "It was personal business," Quark quickly said. "Nothing to consern yourself with." "It just seems odd that a warp shuttle is due to arrive within a day from that very planet." "You don't say...," Quark said thoughtfully. "Strange how coincidences like that happen." "Isn't it," Odo shot back dryly. "I'll be keeping an eye on you while the shuttle is being restocked...moreso than usual." "You have *nothing* to fear from law-abiding citizens like myself," Quark said with a well-rehearesed innocent expression. Odo just snorted and walked out. Neither he nor Quark noticed Dr. Bashir listening closely to the conversation. Commander Sisco entered Ops from his office. "Report." "All systems report normal sir," Chief O'Brian reported from his station. "Commander," Kira said as she walked up to him, "Ambassador MacLeod is due to arrive tomorrow for a short stopover before a diplomatic mission to the Gamma Quadrant." Sisco looked at Kira. "Why wasn't I told? I shall arrange--" "Benjamin," Dax said from her station, "I knew the Ambassador as Kurzon Dax. He wasn't big on formal affairs. But if you're organizing a welcoming party..." Sisco smiled slightly at his old friend. "I'll include you Dax." "Commander," Kira said impatiently. "Yes Major, I'm sorry. Was there something else?" "Ambassador MacLeod is under suspicion of illegal activities--" "What kind of activities?" Sisco asked. "I'm not sure yet, but a transmission to Quark was recieved from the Ambassador's point of origin, and since his ship is the only one arriving from that destination--" "So you're ready to condemn a Federation diplomat because someone from the area he *happened* to have departed from talked with Quark?" Sisco stared at his First Officer sternly. "While I agree that the events may be linked I don't think we should condemn him just yet. We will greet the Ambassador with the proper respect, but not overly so. I will inform Odo to keep an eye on both Quark and the Ambassador, though I'm sure Odo's already getting ready for the Ambassador's arrival." Dr. Bashir exited Sick Bay after reading the passenger manifest for Ambassador MacLeod's shuttle. A short time later he entered Security. A watch officer was sitting it the desk. "May I help you, Doctor?" she asked. "I was looking for Constable Odo, actually." "The Constable is off-duty right now. Is there anything I can help you with?" "No," Bashir said, "I was just wondering about what was being done about Ambassador MacLeod's arrival. I couldn't help but overhear that Odo suspects him of having dealings with Quark. Since I'm old friends with one of his companions I'm naturally concerned." "Well," the watch officer said, "as I'm sure you know I can't disclose that information without the Constable's authority, but I will let him know your concerns." "Thank you. Tell him at the very least I would like to know what he finds out about the Ambassador and his companions." Julian left Security and returned to Sick Bay. Entering his office, he locked the door and activated his desk computer. "Computer, activate personal files, authorization Bashir-nine-alpha-six. Access all information on following persons..." "We've entered Bajoran system Mac," Richie said from the cockpit. He got up as Julia eased into the pilot's seat. The station came into full view to the shuttle. "Where's the wormhole?" Ritchie wondered to himself. Julia answered. "The Bajoran wormhole is only visible when ships are either entering or leaving the wormhole. Sensors pick up the disturbance caused by the wormhole's position." She pulled up a sensor reading of the system to show Richie the position of the wormhole." *This is Deep Space Nine, welcome to Bajor. You are cleared to dock. Please relinquish control to station tractor beams.* "This is Ambassador MacLeod's shuttle. Instructions recieved. You have control, station." As the tractor beam locked onto the shuttle and guided it toward the landing platform, the trio got their essentials together and prepared to disembark. "You realize that they'll be waiting for us with some kind of pompous ceremony," Richie said. "I know," Duncan sighed, "but we'll just have to grin and take their worst..." =========================================================================