This will be a much longer chapter. There's a lot more ground to cover.
STAR TREK EXILES--PART 4
"The Council is now in emergency session." President Roth's face displayed anger at the current events, specifically about how the Morrow-Kirk plea bargain details were leaked to the press. Roth wanted somebody to take the fall. The diplomats on the Council were untouchable, due to the fact that they could call for a vote of no-confidence on the President. So there was only one choice for Roth. Harold Morrow.
"Starfleet Commander Morrow, your presence is necessary to establish the facts in this manner. Do you deny any of the information presented on the Federation News Network regarding your plea deal with Admiral James T. Kirk." President Roth's face glowed a shade of red and his anger was palpable.
"Unfortunately, the information is accurate." Morrow groaned, knowing what would come next.'
"Why did you negotiate this deal with a fugitive from justice?" The President spoke sternly, although with slightly less anger.
"Admiral Kirk is a hero to billions in the Federation." Morrow began to logically measure his response. "I calculated that if I sentenced him to life imprisonment under the Starfleet Code of Justice, that I would risk a larger mutiny within the Federation. I'm already hearing it from at least a dozen starship captains. They want Admiral Kirk to at minimum receive a lighter sentence, if not complete exoneration. To put it figuratively, I was stuck between a rock and a hard place."
"Admiral Morrow, you must understand that any deal you make with a criminal of Admiral Kirk's stature must be agreed to by the Council. You understood from the beginning that the Council would never approve the light punishment you and Kirk agreed to." President Roth then dropped the hammer on Morrow. "As of this moment, you are relieved from your duties as Starfleet Commander. Admiral Bill Rossum will assume your duties."
"I am deeply sorry for my conduct in this instance, but I firmly believed that I had to tread a middle line in this situation." Morrow tried to defend himself one last time but was cut off at the pass.
Andorian ambassador Thras interrupted. "So you recommended one system of justice for Admiral Kirk and another for any other officer in Starfleet that commits mutiny? You are unfit for your post. We agree with the President; Admiral Rossum will prosecute Admiral Kirk when he and his crew return to Earth in twelve Earth days."
Admiral Cartwright then intervened. "Harold and I disagreed on this in some faces, but Harold's logic is sound in this instance, if it is necessary for Admiral Kirk to face justice." Ambassador Sarek was the only member of the Council who nodded in agreement. "The effete diplomats on the Council want to offer Admiral Kirk up as a sacrifice to the Klingons. How dare the Council fail to recognize that the Klingons were the aggressors in this matter!" Cartwright shouted. "In an act of barbarity, the Klingons destroyed the USS Grissom, with all hands lost aboard the ship. What about the mourning families, especially Captain Esteban's wife? Do they get any justice?"
"They will receive compensation for their losses," President Roth replied.
"There is no compensation that relieves the pain of losing their loved ones!" Cartwright yelled again. "How dare this Council act in concert with that pig Kamarag in appeasing his race of savages."
Kamarag then left his seat and walked up to Cartwright. Almost nose to nose with the tall admiral, Kamarag growled. "It is you humans, the notorious homo sapiens, who are the savages in this matter! You developed a weapon of galactic destruction in secret! You planned to destroy Kronos and the rest of the Empire. Klingon intelligence believes that more devices are in the planning stage!"
"You are lying through your teeth," Cartwright growled. "The Genesis device was defective. The protomatter was unstable and the scientists in charge of the project were decommissioned from their duties."
"SILENCE!" President Roth brought the entire Council to attention. "Admiral Cartwright, you are out of line. I have already addressed the Grissom matter. Whether it is to your satisfaction or not is immaterial. Starfleet Intelligence believes that the Klingons will build up forces for another war if we do not punish Admiral Kirk sufficiently."
"Like Admiral Morrow said, we really are stuck between a rock and a hard place, according to you Earthlings," Thras nodded in agreement with the President. "Admiral Kirk will face a life imprisonment. His crew will face ten to fifteen years in confinement for mutiny. The Council's stance is final and will not change."
"I firmly disagree with the logic the Council is using in this matter." Ambassador Sarek walked to the center of the Council floor, his robes flowing regally.
"You rise to speak, Ambassador Sarek?" President Roth impatiently responded to the venerable Vulcan.
"Starfleet Commander Morrow tried to walk what you humans call a fine line between what is necessary and what the Starfleet Code of Justice requires. He implemented a flexible, logical solution to the dilemma, and he is being punished with the loss of his position."
"Once again, Ambassador, the Starfleet Code of Justice cannot be contravened just because a perceived hero committed high crimes." President Roth frowned. "Why did you offer tacit support to the fugitives?"
"They acted in the way any group of humans would have in that instance." Sarek calculated. "Humans behave illogically, and Admiral Kirk's theft of the USS Enterprise I believe was unnecessary. However, in the matter of saving my son, there is no scenario where they would not have made the attempt. Starfleet Commander Morrow's behavior in this instance was appropriate. I yield the floor."
"Duly noted, Ambassador Sarek. Ambassador Thras' motion is agreed to by this Council, aye or nay?
Twelve of the fifteen council members raised their hands to approve. Two abstained. Sarek was the only member of the council who voted nay.
"So the matter is settled. The Council adjourns." President Roth walked sternly out of the room.
"I fear that Starfleet and the Federation is severely weakened by the Council's actions," Sarek told Morrow and Cartwright as they were leaving the chamber...
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Ambassador Kamarag retired to his anteroom. He was satisfied with the Council's debate, and could send a good report back to Chancellor Gorkon, who presented a dual front. Gorkon wanted to make peace with the Federation in an idealistic scenario but believed that he did not have a willing partner in President Roth due to the development of Project Genesis. Kamarag clicked his telescreen on and hailed Gorkon.
"Chancellor Gorkon, I have good and bad news." Kamarag cracked a smile for the first time all day.
"The Federation Council agreed with our position?" Gorkon questioned.
"They were unwilling to remand Admiral Kirk to us due to our incursion into Federation space but guaranteed a life sentence for Kirk and significant prison time for the rest of his fugitive crew."
"I am pleased with the result," Gorkon replied. "With Admiral Kirk no longer in the strategic picture, the Klingon Empire is in a more flexible position in relation to the Federation. We can demand the return of our colonies in exchange for a truce with the Federation, knowing that they have no strategic commander who can outwit us. If they do not return the colonies, we arm for war and take them by force. We are developing technology that will evade Federation ships. Once we develop the second-generation cloaking device, the Federation will have no choice but to accede to our demands."
"Why are you so hellbent on a peace treaty with the Federation?" Kamarag's smile suddenly turned to a frown. "Humans cannot be trusted with peace. They will continue to expand and expand until the Klingon Empire is reduced to a fraction of its size."
"Remember the old Klingon proverb: The greatest leaders prepare for both peace and war."
"Aye, Chancellor. Kamarag out."
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Saavik was unsatisfied with her telepathic conversation with Spock. She knew, just like Admiral Kirk and Doctor McCoy, that Spock was traumatized by his resurrection. Despite Spock's Vulcan version of PTSD, Saavik still could not understand why he refused to remain on Vulcan to raise her child. She wanted to resolve the situation, one way or another. Spock's door rang again.
"I am meditating," Spock said. "Please return to my quarters another time."
"Captain Spock, it's Lieutenant Saavik."
"Enter."
Saavik walked in, still slightly intimidated by her mentor's presence. She tried to draw up the courage to challenge the Vulcan who in her mind was a legend. T'Pring, Spock's bonded mate from seven Vulcan years of age, did not want to be the consort of a legend, but Saavik, another member of Starfleet, desired Spock. Her problem was that Spock did not desire her.
"Your stance on our child is illogical," Saavik said, her voice trembling. "I believe that your trauma will resolve more efficiently if you remain on Vulcan, become a father, and raise our child together."
"Lieutenant Saavik, I disagree. I believe your logic is faulty in this instance. We will always communicate via telepathy. As a matter of fact, you proved that you could communicate with me through an extremely long distance. My physical presence is not required. I will return to Vulcan at times to greet my child and remind him of the Vulcan traditions. However, our daughter is your child to raise." Spock coldly looked at his protege. "I believe it is best that we largely remain separate at this moment in time."
"Dammit! You do not understand! Doesn't your human side believe that you need to love your child in person?" Saavik started crying and started to pound his chest. "You are just going to leave me with a baby daughter and cavort with your friends from the Enterprise?"
"I do not 'cavort' with them. It is my duty as a Starfleet officer to serve the Federation. You understood that when you were a cadet, and that fact remains. Once again, my stance on this issue is unchanged. I will return to Vulcan as necessary when you need assistance with raising our child. However, my job with Starfleet is first and foremost."
"Your friends are more important than I am. I guess you'll never change." Saavik stormed out of the room.
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Admiral Kirk did not need a backchannel to hear about the news on Earth. The Federation Council's decision regarding his status as a fugitive was final and broadcast to the entire Federation by Leland Cronkite. Damn the Federation public for them believing that he was a hero. Before his final resting place in a Federation penal colony, Kirk recalled his friendship with Lance Cartwright. When Kirk was a green ensign on the Farragut, then Lieutenant Commander Cartwright was his mentor as chief of security. Kirk pulled double duty as a helmsman and security officer. Cartwright was indelible to his growth as an officer. He was the first person to teach him how to fire a phaser properly. Kirk believed he was a master with the weapon, but he realized that his superior officer on the Farragut was a much better shot. That phaser training would serve him well when he beamed down to dangerous situations as a lieutenant under Captain Garrovick, and later as captain of his own ship.
Their friendship continued as Kirk rose up the ranks to command the Enterprise. By the time Kirk sat in the captain's chair on the flagship, Admiral Cartwright commanded Earth Spacedock. Kirk always wondered why Cartwright left his captaincy on the Constitution behind for a desk job on a starbase. Cartwright told him that he had his fill of danger, and wanted to eventually become Starfleet Commander, and that required him turning over his starship command. When Kirk eventually rose to admiral, he became Chief of Starfleet Operations, but he confided in Cartwright that he never really enjoyed the job. Unlike Lance, Jim always wanted to command a starship. The Sherman's Planet war was Kirk's triumphant return to the Enterprise, this time commanding a fleet to victory against superior Klingon forces. Kirk was a hero forever in the Federation for saving Delta IV from destruction. Or so he thought. As Kirk continued pondering his career arc, his door rang.
"Come in," Kirk said. "Ah, Commander Uhura and Commander Chekov. Do you have any more good news for me?"
"Unfortunately no," Uhura said. "I don't think we can subvert the entire Federation Council. Battles is keeping an eye on that mysterious signal deep in Klingon space. It is still headed for Earth and will arrive there in eleven days."
"They don't believe this signal is a threat?" Kirk appeared quizzical.
"The probe transmitting the signal stopped two Klingon ships from attacking it and damaged two Klingon colonies but has largely refrained from causing further damage to Klingon planets." Chekov raised more questions in Kirk's mind.
"So this creature that is transmitting the signal is sentient, is what you're telling me," Kirk said.
"We believe so," Chekov said. "We have unconfirmed reports from our unit back on Earth that Chancellor Gorkon is declining to attack the source of the signal after two of his wessels were disabled."
"I think this source of energy, or whatever it is, is extremely powerful and has a few surprises in store for us," Uhura said. "It isn't traveling on a beeline to Earth without a good reason."
"I agree," Kirk said. "Get me Admiral Cartwright on a coded channel. I think Earth is in danger."
"Aye, sir. We'll also contact Battles." Uhura and Chekov left. Kirk pondered whether he had a chance to escape the hangman's noose again...
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"Battles, what more do you have for me on this signal from Klingon space?" Uhura needed to contact her second-in-command at Intelligence.
"We believe that the energy source is headed for Earth and has the power to disable all communications here if not stopped, based on what happened to those Klingon colonies." Battles' face appeared stern."
"Hi Nyota," Karlax interrupted.
"So this energy source decided to spare your people," Uhura interjected.
"Whatever this is knows not to pick a fight with us Klingons," Karlax laughed.
"I think whatever this is isn't interested in anything Klingon and was just defending itself. However, whatever this is could cause serious damage to Earth once it arrives." Uhura glared sternly at her favorite Klingon.
"Nyota, I also believe you fugitives are scheduled to arrive on Earth one Earth day after whatever this signal is arrives."
"Yes. We return to Earth in twelve days and the energy source is eleven days away. Any reports on the size of this source?"
"Not yet. It is too far away," Battles replied. "We'll continue to monitor.
"Thank you. Uhura and Chekov out."
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Admiral Kirk convened a meeting with his crew again. He needed to know their opinions regarding what the Federation Council did. He expected that they would react negatively, and they did.
"So I'm in the slammer for life, and all the rest of you are locked up for at least a decade," Kirk said. "Should we return to Earth?"
"Only if they force us," Sulu said. "Morrow is disgraceful for backing out of his deal with you, Admiral."
"I agree," Chekov said. "We should take the Klingon Bird of Prey and abscond to some planet outside of Federation space."
"I also agree with a caveat," Uhura said. "My sources report that there is an energy source expected to arrive at Earth in eleven days."
"What energy source," Sulu said.
"We don't know for sure, but it was powerful enough to knock out two Birds of Prey and two Klingon colonies. The Klingons are fortunate that this probe of some sort is not engaging with them further." Uhura's face turned serious.
"Then we obviously have no means of stopping it," Kirk said. "This gives us the chance to stay on Vulcan a little longer. We might have more time to negotiate a settlement with the diplomats that is more favorable for us."
"Fat chance of that," Scotty laughed. "They want our heads on a platter."
"Not if we save the Earth again." Kirk put on his determined face. "I bet Earth will be in trouble soon and someone will have to intervene."
"Well if two Birds of Prey had no chance against this foreign object, we won't either," Scotty said. "Leaves us out of options."
"Scotty, we're dead already. We might as well go out as heroes instead of in Federation prison. Let's bide our time a little more.
"Aye, Admiral."
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Uhura and Scotty met in the engineer's quarters. Scotty was surprisingly open to Uhura of late, possibly with the understanding that their lives were effectively over once they returned to Earth.
"Now you decide to be romantic with me," Uhura said. "After all these years, with our prison fates decided, we're having a fling."
"I think we're going to find a way out of this. The Admiral always figures these problems out." Scotty placed his arm around Uhura's shoulder.
"I'm working as hard as I can to get Kirk in communication with Admiral Cartwright, but the Admiral on Earth hasn't replied yet." Uhura was thinking business, but Scotty was thinking pleasure."
"Take your mind off of it for now. You're under a lot of stress. Admiral Kirk got us out of so many difficult spots in the past, and I trust him." Scotty leaned in to kiss Uhura, and she obliged.
"I want to marry you, Nyota."
"After all these years."
"If we get out of this spot, we'll tie the knot." Scotty smiled. Uhura kissed him back.
"I'm going to pick out the best wedding dress," Uhura's broad smile lit up the room.
"Aye, my love..."
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"Jim, what are you thinking," Bones said over a shot of whiskey. "You're undecided."
"I'm trying to get Admiral Cartwright on a coded channel. I think Earth is under threat." Kirk frowned.
"That mysterious signal from space?" Bones shot back. "You always think mysterious signals from space are threatening. It's in your nature as a captain. This is what I would do if I were you. I'd kick back, down a few shots of my favorite poison, and let the fates decide what will be for us."
"I always need control," Kirk said. "Nothing is in my control. I used to have control over my ship, command over my career, and for a brief time, my son. It's all gone now. I hatched a hare-brained plan to plea bargain with Morrow and he turned his back. Nothing seems to be working."
"Everything will work out as it does. It might not work in our favor this time, but nature has a plan for all of us. Now down your whiskey."
"I guess you're right, Bones." The admiral and his trusted doctor took a shot of their favorite Tennessee whiskey.
"If that mysterious signal threatens Earth, we're going to leave Vulcan and combat it," Kirk said.
"Your drink is talking," Bones replied.
"I'd rather die as a hero than live in jail, Bones..."