“Come Fly with me”

Written by

Kyle Charlton Shawn Charlton

Captain Ta’Kor Petty Officer

Second Class Fage

Delta watch felt long and tiresome as Ta’Kor sat like a statue in his chair; I could be sleeping right now.

He thought bitterly, why did the ship have to arrive now?

Ta’Kor didn’t really need to greet his new chief helm officer, but he felt that he should start things off on

the right foot by greeting all of the command staff as they came aboard.

“Helm how much longer?” he asked gruffly

The Regulan officer turned in place to face the captain, her dark feline features almost lost in contrast to

the image of the static star field on the view screen in front of her.

“We’ve just entered transporter range now sir, we should have him aboard momentarily.”

Ta’Kor nodded, until now the Leviathan only had 3 dedicated helm officers aboard to fill the four duty

shifts.

In order to fill in the fourth shift at helm, Commander Mizen had to use personnel from different

departments; K’erra for example had been temporarily taken from security to fill in for Delta watch.

“Transfer complete, USS Vengeance moving away at half impulse” reported K’erra as she watched the

sensor information on the helm and operations console in front of her.

On screen Ta’Kor watched as the Akira class star ship majestically flew away from the Leviathan, than

vanish as it jumped to warp.

“Commander Bantoo, you have the bridge” Ta’Kor said to the officer in charge of the Night shift.

As Ta’Kor made his way off of the bridge, the Captains chair was immediately taken over by the

Andorian Delta shift commander.

“Computer, time!” Ta’Kor barked as he stepped into the hall

“The time is 0400 hours” chimed the computer

Great, Ta’Kor thought sarcastically, maybe if I hurry I’ll be able to get 3 hours of sleep before Alpha

watch starts.

Ta’Kor walked briskly to transporter room 1, as he entered the room the first things that ran through his

mind was, first impressions, the thought brought on as he saw his new Ferengi Helm officer making a

pass at the female transporter operator on duty.

“Bekk Fage.” Ta’Kor said flatly to the new arrival.

So caught off guard by the actions of his new chief helm officer, he never noticed that he used the

Klingon word for an enlisted officer instead of Starfleets term of Crewman.

Leaning against the transporter control station Fage shifted his attention away from the female officer

to the Captain, “Can’t you see I’m busy?” he said, to preoccupied to realize who he was addressing.

Ta’Kor snarled, his sharp white teeth became threateningly visible to the little PetaQ as he spoke, “I

think you had better stand at attention if I were you”, the words were purposely slow and enunciated as

Ta’Kor moved into the room to tower over his new officer.

Taking a double look, Fage trebled as spoke, “Yes Sir!” he said as he immediately stood at attention.

Ta’Kor shook his head, “I hope you’re not going to be like this all the time” he said dryly, too tired to

care much about protocol at the moment.

“No sir, I just got distracted, it won’t happen again sir” the Ferengi said in his best salesman pitch.

Ta’Kor sighed, “Very well, seeing as how I’m too tired to care right now, I’ll let this go, next time, think

before you speak”

Fage flashed a toothy grin at the Captain, “Yes sir” he said enthusiastically

Ta’Kor’s face softened, “Once you’re settled in and get a few hours of sleep, you can start working Alpha

shift, if you need anything come see me or Commander Mizen”

Fage gave a quick shake of his head, “No thanks sir, if I need anything, I have ways of getting it” he said

with a growing grin.

“I don’t want to know” Ta’Kor tiredly replied, then added “you’re dismissed”

Fage nodded to the captain, then quickly stole a glance back to the female transporter operator and

gave her a quick wink.

With that, the small Ferengi made his way to his quarters, stepping into the small cramped room, Fage

quickly climbed into bed and fell asleep dreaming of the female transporter operator giving him Oo-

mox.