30 minutes later and Dante stood beside the beaten car that they had taken from the garage in the main building they had been shown to after landing. “See, I told you I could lose them,” he said to Natasha with a wide grin. In reality, Dante knew that the officials and security team had simply stopped chasing them the moment they had burst through the barrier arms of the security stations leading outside the walled city and into the slums beyond it. Still, he was going to claim the win.

Picking a piece of barrier arm out of the car bonnet where it had pierced the soft alloy and wedged itself, he dropped it to one side. “I hope they have insurance, these things are pretty flimsy. Probably IFEA make, right baby.” Dante looked around the small side street where he had hidden the car, under a small lean to of some kind to try and hide it from any aerial surveillance. Once through the barriers they had driven for maybe ten minutes more, looking for something that looked official. Having seen it, Dante wanted to park a small distance away so they didn’t ring any alarm bells by simply bursting through the fence in a beaten up security car.

Moving over beside Natasha, he rubbed the back of his head and shrugged slightly. “We need to find a way inside, find what you are looking for then get the hell out of here. Kelly should be back in a few hours.” As he spoke, he became aware of movement outside the lean to and turned his head. Outside a small crowd was gathering, and they looked angry.

“You’re in the wrong neighborhood, Clean Freak!” One of them yelled. “Mama’s boy’s looking for a sick day!” Another replied to the first, and several laughed.

“Clean freak?” Dante muttered, “Okay I enjoy a regular shower but you don’t need to get all insulting over it.” Looking at Nat, he blinked and then suddenly straightened up. “Oh! The uniforms!” Baby strip with me,” he said to Natasha and began to unzip the security coveralls. “You know, like that party last weekend, but faster!”

It wasn’t his record time for getting his outer clothes onto the ground, but in seconds the Security coveralls were lying in the dirt and Dante was standing there in his Starfleet uniform. “Baby, you gonna strip too?” He whispered out of the side of his mouth to her.”

Dante Knight