Path: newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net!stamper.news.atl.earthlink.net!elnk-atl-nf1!newsfeed.earthlink.net!newsswing.news.prodigy.com!prodigy.net!newsfeed.cwix.com!border1.nntp.dca.giganews.com!nntp.giganews.com!newsread.com!newsstand.newsread.com!POSTED.monger.newsread.com!not-for-mail Newsgroups: alt.startrek.creative.erotica.moderated Approved: ascem@earthlink.net Organization: Better Living Thru TrekSmut Sender: ascem@earthlink.net Message-ID: From: "Julianna" MIME-Version: 1.0 Mailing-List: list ASCEML@yahoogroups.com; contact ASCEML-owner@yahoogroups.com Subject: NEW2U: Angels of the Epidemic 4/5 [PG], U, Ch, et al Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Lines: 218 Date: Sun, 26 Dec 2004 13:55:08 GMT NNTP-Posting-Host: 209.198.142.218 X-Complaints-To: Abuse Role , We Care X-Trace: monger.newsread.com 1104069308 209.198.142.218 (Sun, 26 Dec 2004 08:55:08 EST) NNTP-Posting-Date: Sun, 26 Dec 2004 08:55:08 EST Xref: news.earthlink.net alt.startrek.creative.erotica.moderated:86257 X-Received-Date: Sun, 26 Dec 2004 05:55:12 PST (newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net) Title: ANGELS OF THE EPIDEMIC--Chapter 4: Fallen Angel Author: Ster Julie Rating: PG Genre: Drama, a bit of humor,=20 shaken, not stirred Characters: Chapel, Uhura, & co. Part: 4/5 DISCLAIMER: Don't own Trek. Wish I did. It may own ME, however. Spock lay quietly in his cabin, still weary, not yet fully recovered=20 from the "Hot Tub Fever." Something danced at the edge of his=20 awareness, something important, but he could not remember what it=20 was. His mind drifted back to the incident in Sickbay, when Nurse Chapel=20 finally succumbed to the disease that had plagued the crew. He=20 could still see Christine's nude form as she fought with Lieutenant=20 Uhura in her delirium, the red splotches on her body marring the=20 creamy canvas of her skin. Those images disturbed him and he was grateful that no one other=20 than himself and Uhura witnessed Christine's vulnerability. No one=20 saw, no one =85 Spock shot up in bed, nearly leaping clean out of it. "Security cameras!" he breathed. "Security cameras!" The thought=20 of what Christine did and _said_ being caught by the security=20 cameras=97and available to anyone who wanted to see the recording=97made=20 Spock nauseous. Another sickening thought came to mind. The security cameras were all over the ship, even in the crew=20 cabins. There was bound to be hours of "entertaining" recordings of=20 the crew caught in delirium. Hours of footage of the sick=20 crewmembers being bathed and treated, just as Spock had cared for=20 Christine. The security recordings were downloaded weekly to Starfleet=20 Command's Central Intelligence for archiving.=20=20 It is time to do some editing, Spock thought. Spock knew that he couldn't delete the embarrassing recordings=20 legally, but he was certain that he could transfer the incriminating=20 images to another tape and encode it with so many layers of=20 encryption that would be impossible to open. He would almost=20 literally lock them up and throw away the key. Spock threw water on his face to waken himself and possibly find=20 more energy. It didn't work. Throwing on some clothes, Spock=20 decided that his first stop had to be Sickbay. He hoped that McCoy=20 would be agreeable to his request without asking too many questions. "A _stimulant?_" McCoy said in amazement. "A stimulant," Spock repeated. "I have a very important project=20 that cannot wait." "You need rest," McCoy argued, crossing his arms. Spock moved=20 closer to the doctor and lowered his voice. "I need a stimulant, Doctor," he pleaded softly. "I have a time- sensitive project that will benefit the whole crew." The Vulcan's=20 voice lowered even further. "The project is a border-line criminal=20 act." McCoy's eyebrows shot up at that. "I do not wish to=20 incriminate you or any other member of the crew, but, believe me,=20 you will be very grateful when I have competed the task." Spock=20 presented his arm for the injection. "Please?" he added softly. McCoy was perplexed by Spock's request and curious at the same=20 time. He longed to get more information out of Spock, but the=20 doctor knew that that would just be a waste of time. "Can I account for this dose of stimulant, Spock," he asked as he=20 pushed the plunger home, "or do I have to cover _my_ tracks, too?"=20=20 Spock took a deep breath as he felt the heady rush from the drug=20 already working in his system. "I cannot ask you do to something illegal, Doctor," he replied,=20 already moving to the door. Illegal? McCoy thought. What in blazes was Spock going to do? Spock had sequestered himself in the main computer complex. He had=20 accessed all of the files from all of the security cameras=20 throughout the ship for the past week. Using the computer's search=20 function, he had weeded out all of the unnecessary files, such as=20 duty areas. No one could be on duty while they were sick, so Spock=20 decided to concentrate on the individual cabins and Sickbay. Even so, that gave him close to a thousand hours of recordings to=20 weed through. Taking a deep breath, Spock set the display speed to=20 a fast setting and began the search. "Oh, no!" Thirty-seven hours into the search, Spock found the recordings from=20 the corridor outside his own cabin. He paused the playback, threw=20 the image to the wall screen, and reset the speed to normal. There Spock was, in all his naked Vulcan glory, standing in the=20 corridor outside his open cabin door. He was bouncing on his toes=20 and waving his arms frantically to someone down the corridor. "Catch him, Chrissy!" he whined in a child-like voice. "Catch him!=20=20 You're letting him get away! Here, I'Chaya!" Christine Chapel came into view as she moved into camera range. She=20 took Spock firmly by the arm and steered him into his cabin. It was=20 then that Spock noticed that the camera in the corridor shot into=20 his cabin all the way to the sleeping alcove. As they passed under one of his cabin's overhead lights, Spock could=20 see the virulent rash that had peppered his skin. It looked as=20 though he was wearing a green bikini and a cropped, sleeveless green=20 turtleneck. Until that moment, Spock had been unaware how bad the=20 rash was on his groin, under his arms, across his chest and up his=20 neck. "Get back into bed," she ordered wearily. "I'll be right back to=20 take care of you." "But I'Chaya got away!" Spock heard himself whimper. "Bad boy!" Christine patted the Vulcan's shoulder as she put him into bed and=20 covered his nakedness with the sheet. "I'Chaya is making rounds with me, Spock," she comforted. "I'll=20 bring him back in a minute." Spock sat, stunned. He had witnessed Christine's delirium first=20 hand. In addition, he had seen recordings of other crewmembers=20 acting out as their fevers topped out. He hadn't realized that he=20 had been afflicted as well. Spock searched for the tapes made from the cameras in his own=20 cabin. He saw Uhura find him passed out at his desk. He saw=20 Christine and the orderlies strip him and put him to bed. He saw=20 himself spread-eagle on the bed as Christine bathed and anointed him=20 with medication. Spock fast-forwarded to when his delirium started. It seemed that=20 I'Chaya made several visitations while Spock's fever was so high.=20=20 But his antics with his imaginary sehlat was nothing compared to how=20 he propositioned Nurse Chapel. "If you insist in playing servant to me and in touching me in such a=20 provocative manner, we will need to get married."=20=20 Spock sat back heavily. He could _not_ believe his ears. Did he=20 just propose to Miss Chapel? Spock moved forward to another scene. Nurse Chapel was bending over=20 the Vulcan's bed. Spock saw as he turned a smoky gaze to=20 Christine.=20=20 "_You_ could hold me," he heard himself say. Christine raised a=20 brow in a nearly Vulcan fashion. Spock had had enough. He took all of the incriminating scenes he=20 had gleaned from the security tapes and dumped them into a separate=20 file. He devised an encryption code so devious that even _he_=20 couldn't open, having turned his head and hit letter and number keys=20 at random in the end. Spock took all of the security tapes and prepared them for the=20 weekly shipment to SFCIA. After hitting 'send,' he dusted his hands=20 symbolically, as if to say, "That's that." Sadly, "that" was _not_ "that" as far as the tapes were concerned. Somehow, in Spock's desire to protect the tapes with an unknown and=20 unknowable password, the Vulcan had ordered the computer to keep a=20 copy of the incriminating file on the hard drive. It was easily=20 available to all. This file was not protected by password, nor=20 assigned any 'Top Secret' rating.=20=20 In fact, the security officer who found it gave it a very special=20 rating -- "NC-17, Adult Comedy," before he or she posted it on the=20 ship's entertainment video library. Numerous copies were made for=20 personal use by the crew, so it was impossible to ever know if all=20 copies were destroyed. As soon as one was deleted from the ship's=20 library, another would appear. And the title? The tape had been re-edited so that the title came=20 from Spock's own lips in the opening credits: FALLEN ANGEL "Fallen Angel" quickly became more popular than "I Was a Vulcan Love=20 Slave," to Spock's never ending chagrin. END PART 4/5 ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ASCEM messages are copied to a mailing list. Most recent messages can be found at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ASCEML. NewMessage: