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Astray

A | Author - zealousgirl | Genre - Action/Adventure | Main Story | Rating - PG
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Astray

By zealousgirl

Rating: PG

Disclaimer: Enterprise is the property of Paramount – I do this for my own amusement and not for monetary gain.

Author’s Note: This is a sequel for ‘Retrieval’ (which I suggest you read first). It follows that timeline, but may not address all of the things that were left hanging in that story (I may get a trilogy out of this!). I hope you enjoy, and please review – it feeds the muse.

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Astray

Chapter 1

She looked down at the corset that was causing much discomfort, and making it difficult to breath. Again, she was almost shocked at her current appearance, particularly her pronounced cleavage. She then felt a chill on her bare shoulders and legs, and knew that the doors had just opened. The frigid air from the outside quickly dissipated into the warmness of the room. Slowly, she turned to face the exit, hoping that her contact had finally arrived. The sooner this charade was over, the better.

Standing at the door was a tall figure, whose size was exaggerated by the heavily padded coat that had protected him from the extreme cold. Pulling off the coat revealed a fierce-looking Nausicaan. He scanned the crowded drinking establishment, and headed towards an empty booth in a darkened corner. His path was not impeded, as the other patrons quickly jumped out of his way.

T’pol made sure that the hair prosthesis was still hiding her obviously-Vulcan ears. She was grateful that she had had the foresight to bring extra nasal numbing agent – the mixture of the sweat and pheromones of dozens of different species (almost all males) would have been intolerable. Taking a deep breath, she primed herself for the next step in their plan. Acting was never her forte, but she planned to draw upon her observations of the other females on board Enterprise.

The Nausicaan sat with a pint of ale held up to his lips. He watched as the scantily clad woman slinked her way towards him.

“Hello, big guy.” T’pol spoke loudly, above the noise of the room. She took a seat on the bench next to him, leaning in close and placing her bare arm on his chest. “What can I do for you?”

The Nausicaan smiled, exposing more of his razor-teeth. “What are you willing to give me?” He then leaned in closer, and spoke more quietly. “Have you got the deuterium?”

T’pol forced a smile, as she seductively ran her fingers up his neck. She pulled him towards her, whispering in his ear, “It is ready to be transported to the pre-defined coordinates at my command. Do you have what we have requested?”

The Nausicaan grabbed her roving hand, passing her a small chip. “It’s all there.”

“I must confirm that the information is indeed on this datachip.” She took out a small PADD, concealed under the table. After placing the chip in the port, T’pol stealthily reviewed the data. Satisfied, she sent an encrypted message to Lieutenant Reed who was waiting in Shuttlepod Two, on the outskirts of the city. Leaning again into the Nausicaan, she whispered, “You should receive the shipment without delay.” Then, she pushed herself away from him and said aloud, “Your offer is not acceptable. Maybe you should seek companionship at another establishment.”

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After 2 days of being forced to masquerade as a ‘female entertainer’, as Mr. Reed had termed it, T’pol was grateful that she now held in her hand the information they had been seeking. Luckily, she had been able to ward off the advances of many patrons, without raising much suspicion. Now in the dressing room (more like the ‘undressing’ room in her estimation), she prepared to make her escape, before the establishment’s owner had noted her absence. Glancing at the PADD one last time before placing it in her coat pocket, she paused at the image that was displayed – Commander Charles ‘Trip’ Tucker the Third. Her only thought, at that moment, was that she would find him, if it were the last thing she ever did.


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Three people have made comments

I am totally confused. I loved "Retrieval" so was really excited to see this sequel up but then felt as if a huge chunk of story was missing. What happened to Trip? At some stage I take it there will be a flashback scene to help fill in the blanks. No three guesses needed though for what rascally rapscallion has nabbed our favourite Chief Engineer! Hope more of the story is up soon, so glad you decided on a sequel - Ali D :~)

Hey, I'm glad you did a sequel. "Retrieval" was awsome, but I'm a little confused too. You're going to have flashbacks or someone doing a log to tells us what's up with Trip, right?
Anyway, I'm glad you're doing another story. Can wait to read more.

I'm so looking forward to this story! T'Pol is really ready to do anything for Trip, it seems :D . Keep writing and revealing this tale for us.

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