Chapter Five
"Who
are you?!" Dave demanded, stabbing an accusing finger at the Commander.
"Why?"
"I didn't
kill Clover," Small said, still smiling. "End program…"
No…Sylvia
couldn't believe her ears.
The scene faded
away…Sylvia, Dave, Diane, Reff and Dan stood alone in
the holodeck with Commander Small.
"Usually,
the first classes to pass in the morning never manage to solve the
puzzle." Small said. "I must commend you, excellent work."
"Hell,
no…" Dave stared around the holodeck in horror. "This was a simulation???"
"You were
beamed in here during your sleep," Small explained. "The program was
written by Rear-Admiral Patrickson…"
"I'm not
surprised…" Sylvia muttered.
"Fun, isn't
it?" Small grinned. "And you passed the test with ease, well
done."
"I'm
overjoyed…" Dave said, obviously annoyed at having being toyed with.
* * *
One week
later…
"I have to
say…You've impressed me." Rear-Admiral Patrickson smiled at the officers
amassed in front of him. "We have never had such a high pass rate since
2255! 100 percent of the officers here are becoming elite operatives! I can't
congratulate you enough. Now, since you will all be on active-duty, I'm going
to feel a lot safer when I go to bed at night. You are the best of the
best, and I'm sure that Starfleet, and the Federation will benefit from your
talents. Well done and welcome to elite operations."
They all clapped
and cheered the Rear-Admiral.
* * *
"So…This is
the end…" Dave said.
"Sure
is," Dan smiled. "It's been fun…"
"And less
fun," Diane reminded with a wink.
"So where
are you all off to?" Dave asked.
"You know we
can't tell you that…" Diane said. "Top secret information, you
know."
He sighed:
"Yeah…"
"Well, we
might see each other again, you never know." Dan said. "I certainly
hope so."
"Me
too," Sylvia nodded.
"Me
three," Dave added with a small smile.
They came to the
transporter room and said their goodbyes. Sylvia was the last to depart; the Valiant
had just come into orbit and was ready to pick her up.
On board the ship, Kline was waiting for her in the
transporter room.
"Sylvia!"
He smiled once she had been totally rematerialized. "We've had a little
adventure while you were away, we could have used you at the conn but we had to
settle on someone else."
"Darn,"
She frowned.
"But
congratulations," He smiled. "I'm happy to have you back, and
officially part of Intel."
"Glad to be
here," She said.
"You'll have
to tell us everything," Kline said. "I'm sure Patrickson was as
tricky as ever, right?"
"Yeah…"
She nodded. "Tricky indeed…"
-THE END-
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