Received: from [66.218.66.28] by n21.grp.scd.yahoo.com with NNFMP; 05 Jun 2004 22:57:34 -0000 X-Sender: stephen@trekiverse.org X-Apparently-To: ascl@yahoogroups.com Received: (qmail 59714 invoked from network); 5 Jun 2004 22:57:34 -0000 Received: from unknown (66.218.66.218) by m22.grp.scd.yahoo.com with QMQP; 5 Jun 2004 22:57:34 -0000 Received: from unknown (HELO swan.mail.pas.earthlink.net) (207.217.120.123) by mta3.grp.scd.yahoo.com with SMTP; 5 Jun 2004 22:57:34 -0000 Received: from sdn-ap-022dcwashp0220.dialsprint.net ([63.191.160.220]) by swan.mail.pas.earthlink.net with smtp (Exim 3.33 #1) id 1BWk68-000669-00 for ascl@yahoogroups.com; Sat, 05 Jun 2004 15:57:09 -0700 To: ascl@yahoogroups.com Organization: Alt.StarTrek.Creative Virtual Staff Office Message-ID: X-Mailer: Forte Agent 1.92/32.572 X-eGroups-Remote-IP: 207.217.120.123 X-eGroups-From: Stephen From: Stephen X-Yahoo-Profile: oldmanasc MIME-Version: 1.0 Mailing-List: list ASCL@yahoogroups.com; contact ASCL-owner@yahoogroups.com Delivered-To: mailing list ASCL@yahoogroups.com Precedence: bulk List-Unsubscribe: Date: Sat, 05 Jun 2004 18:56:02 -0400 Subject: [ASC] NEW:VOY "In Pursuit of Justice" 9/13 J [PG-13] Reply-To: ASCL-owner@yahoogroups.com Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 X-ELNK-AV: 0 Forwarded by the ASC-VSO Posted: 3 Jun 2004 13:32:25 -0700 In: alt.startrek.creative From: roq@iname.com (Rocky) Title: In Pursuit Of Justice Author: Rocky Contact: roq@iname.com Web page: http://www.angelfire.com/yt/rockyroad Series: VOY Part: 9/13 Codes: J Rating: PG-13 Date first posted: 6/3/04 Archive: ASC yes, all others please ask Summary & Disclaimer: see part 1 "I'm very sorry, Kathryn," Owen Paris said, pouring himself a brandy. "My meetings at HQ ran much longer than I'd anticipated." It had been much longer than the promised half hour, but Janeway forced herself to smile. "That's all right, sir. I had a lovely dinner with your wife and daughter-in-law." "Good, good," Owen said, rubbing his hands together. He seemed in no hurry to get to the point of her visit. "I have to say, I'm still getting used to the idea of Tom married and a father. But it's good to see. He's grown up a lot over the past several years, and I have you to thank for much of that." Janeway met his eyes squarely. "I'm guessing this is more than a social call, Admiral. Perhaps something you'd prefer to speak about off the record." Owen smiled. "You were always very perceptive, Kathryn--that's what made you such a fine officer in both science and command. It's stood you in good stead over the years." Janeway didn't rise to the flattery. "Apparently, my instincts have failed me on at least one occasion, or I wouldn't be in my current position," she said dryly. Owen looked pensive at the reminder. "How are you holding up?" "I'd be a lot better if people didn't keep asking me that," Janeway said, shifting slightly in her seat and giving him an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry, I'm just sick of hearing the same question over and over. I'm not an invalid or dying of a terminal disease, I'm just on trial for attempted murder, among other things." "You're right, it is a stupid question." Owen fell silent for a moment. "But seriously, Kathryn, how is it going?" "It's not going well," Janeway said flatly. "Gaines won't say it in so many words, but I don't think he expects a favorable verdict. Nor do I." "As I said, you've always been very perceptive." Owen's brief smile faded. "I won't sugar coat it for you, Kathryn. I've been sounding out a few people and…" his voice trailed off. "And?" "Mendez has succeeded in making you look like a monster," Owen said bluntly. "This court-martial--it's not doing you any good personally, nor is it doing the 'Fleet any good." "You didn't bring me all the way out here to point out what we both already know," Janeway said, rising from her seat and coming to stand before him. "What's on your mind, Owen?" "I was wondering how you felt about a quiet resignation." "You're asking me to resign my commission?" she said, surprised. "Leave Starfleet? Even if I were to consider such a thing, what difference would it make? That wouldn't change anything as far as the court-martial is concerned." "Actually, it would," Owen said. "Certain parties have indicated they would be amenable to dropping the charges under the right circumstances." "This is unbelievable," Janeway said. Obviously taking her attitude for acquiescence, Owen said, "So you would be willing?" "No," Janeway said, with a quick shake of her head. "Absolutely not." "Kathryn, you're not being reasonable," Owen said, a hint of exasperation in his tone. "We can make this whole thing go away. I don't know why you won't consider it." "Because it wouldn't 'make this go away,'" she said, allowing her own irritation to rise. "I'd have resigned under a cloud, my career, everything I've accomplished in over twenty years in Starfleet gone. Everything positive cancelled out, just like that." "Unfortunately, that's already happened, Kathryn. And short of a miracle, it's only going to get worse. You were a damn fine officer, one of the best. You're right, it's not fair that it should end this way. But by resigning now, you can still retain *something*. Your freedom, yes. But not your career. That's over and done with. I'm sorry." "No," Janeway said. "Owen, I appreciate what you're trying to do for me, really. But I can't. I'd rather go down fighting. Even for a lost cause." "Even for an 'unjust' cause?" Owen's eyes met hers challengingly. "Tell me, Kathryn. Do you really feel your actions toward Lessing were justified?" "I don't know," Janeway said, looking away. "I…I was wrong, I realize that. In hindsight, I would have approached Lessing differently." "Hindsight." Owen shook his head. "You want to talk about what might have happened instead? Would you have crossed that final line into committing murder?" "I'm not sure." Janeway closed her eyes. "I--it was very close." She saw the darkness of the cargo bay, heard Lessing's defiant refusal, then her own voice calmly giving the order. "Yes," she whispered. "I would have probably done it, if I hadn't been stopped in time." It was the first time she had admitted it out loud. She opened her eyes to see Owen staring at her. He didn't say anything further. He didn't need to. End part 9 -- Forwarded to ASCL by: Stephen Ratliff ASC Stories Only Forwarding In the Pattern Buffer at: http//trekiverse.crosswinds.net/feed/ ASCL is a stories-only list, no discussion. 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