From: rob4654@webtv.net (Rob Morris)
Subject: This Happened Once Before (TOS Remix)PG, 1/1
Date: 27 Mar 1999 00:00:00 GMT
Premise : Its 'Tomorrow Is Yesterday', but its five years earlier, and
we may find that 'Tomorrow' Never Knows, and that 'Yesterday'.....
This Happened Once Before
by Rob Morris
Captain's Log : Stardate Unknown
"Falling too near to the gravity well of a collapsed star, we are
attempting to ascertain our exact location."
Uhura was as confused as anyone.
"Captain, I'm picking up signals...listen to this."
"Again as part of his re-election drive, President Johnson re-iterated
his firm belief that the Warren Commision had settled the tragic matter
of President Kennedy's murder. In other news, four young...."
Kirk reflected.
"But Kennedy's assasination was in the early 1960's."
Spock nodded.
"And so, Captain, are we. Apparently, the gravity well from that
collapsed star caused a temporal slingshot effect."
Sulu gestured.
"Captain, we're within Earth's atmosphere. I can get us into orbit, but
I think the people on that plane got a good look at us."
"Spock-a military jet?"
"Negative, Captain. But we still have a problem. Sensors are detecting
energy discharges from the plane, low in power--consistent with
flashbulbs, I believe they were called. If some of those 'cameras' have
long-range lenses..."
Kirk hit the comm button on his chair.
"Scotty! I know it was a rough ride, but can you make a material
specific transport from the airplane that seems to be following us?"
"Aye, provided I know the material's nature."
"Good, Scotty. Mister Spock will forward you that information."
"A good notion, Captain. By locking onto the cameras' 'film', they will
have simply a mystery with no evidence."
"Don't congratulate me till it works, Spock. Scotty? Our success rate?"
"I'm afraid it was 104%, Captain. Ye better come down here, sir."
"On my way. Spock, signal Doctor McCoy to join me there. You have the
Conn."
Outside the transporter room, Kirk met McCoy.
"Jim, Scotty told me it was four organics. Now was it dogs, cats----"
The doors opened, and Scotty stood chatting with their four young
guests, who seemed fascinated by their surroundings.
They were neatly dressed, but had a playful look about them. One that
seemed like the leader walked up to Kirk.
"Is this yours? Its gear!"
"Thank you. We like it well enough. I'm Jame--Jim Kirk. Who might you
be?"
"You mean to say, no one knows us here? What a break! Paul was starting
to get all antsy."
The one called Paul walked up to the replicator.
"Hey, is this thing good for a burger n'chips?"
McCoy pressed it, and it created what was asked.
"Beautiful! Epstein usually books us in such dives."
"We're glad you like our hospitality, gentlemen. But---don't play with
that, transporter control, please."
"Oh, don't worry yourself. I'm the dumb one, after all."
"Cap'n, my name's George. You got any birds around here?"
After attempting a few answers, Kirk and McCoy showed the young men to
their quarters.
"Well, Bones, that answers your question. They're not cats, or
dogs---They're Beatles!"
McCoy nodded.
"Its all in the mind, Jim."
"Captain To Bridge."
"Yes, Spock?"
"There are Four unauthorized intruders on the Bridge. Suggest you
retrieve them. Soon, if possible."
McCoy winced.
"But how? We just left them in their quarters."
Kirk shrugged.
"Bones, something tells me, its going to be A Hard Day's Night."
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