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“Security lock down the room,” a man said instantly appearing through the door.

“Dante,” Daye called out as two more men entered their suite.

In the bathroom, Dante would find that the room had been locked down as if it were a cell in the brig.

Dante heard Nat call out, and doing up the last buttons on his shirt after his shower he turned, barefoot and made to leave the bathroom. He stopped in confusion for a moment as the doors wouldn’t open for him. Pressing the button, they still failed to open. “Nat,” he called out, “The door won’t open. What’s going on?”

“It will be far easier for us all if you just cooperate but if not,” one of the men said approaching Daye. Looking at him she formed a fist and clocked him with a solid right hook to the cheek as he pushed her way off the deck. Snapping his fingers one of the two men grabbed Daye as the other pressed a hypo to her neck. Daye’s knees went out and she only remained upright because of the man holding onto her body. “Take her to processing but be gentle. This could turn into a diplomatic incident again.” Indicating for the rest of the room to clear out, the man now calling the shots straightened his tie and sat down at the table Daye was previously having brunch on. Once the room was cleared he said in a crisp tone, “security measures release,” and waited for the husband of Natasha Knight to confront him.

Lt. Natasha Daye medical

The door slid open immediately and Dante stepped through. Expecting to see Natasha, he was surprised to see instead a man sitting where he had last seen her.

Looking around and noting they were in fact alone, he walked towards the man with a slight frown.

Oh my you are going to be a handful Mr. Knight, the man said to himself as Dante approached the balcony where he had taken a seat. Over the years many men were in the position Mr. Knight was now. The difference between the other men and Knight was that Knight was used to being in control. The reservation listed him as a Captain in Starfleet. This meant Dante was used to giving orders and not receiving them. Terrik would have to proceed with caution.

“Terrik Sunstrom,” the man introduced himself but not bothering to extend his hand in greeting. Few men shook it when offered in this situation. Men like Mr. Knight often used it to their advantage. Based on the way Knight walked and the size of his build Terrik was pretty sure Dante could hold his own in a fight. Shaking hands would only allow him to pull Terrik within striking distance. Time and experience had shown Sunstrom to err on the side of caution and avoid this situation.

“Can I help you?” He asked the stranger. “Where is Natasha?”

Captain Knight, CO

“No, I am here to help you, Mr. Knight,” Sunstrom stated in a confident tone. “As for your wife she is safe I can assure you. She is being taken for processing. It should only take a few hours. You will be more comfortable here I can assure you but I do understand that you will want to see her as soon as possible. Would you like some coffee while we wait?” The man held up the pot as he poured himself a large cup. “If you would prefer something different I can have anything brought up. Free of charge of course. We do want to make this incident as painless as possible.”

Terri Sunstrom Director of Guest Services

Dante stood still a moment as he looked down at the man. Well, ‘man’ was likely an overstatement. The good looking Erewhonian in front of him couldn’t have been more than twenty three years of age. Before he replied, he just picked up his comm-badge from the nearby table and tapped it.

=/\= Saracen, this is Captain Knight. What’s your status? =/\=

=/\= Captain, this is the Saracen. We are in orbit over the planet and awaiting your call to beam back. We thought you were on holiday for another 48 hours sir? We are just running a few combat simulations and re-calibrating the Phasers. The refit meant power levels are fluctuating slightly, we seem to completely obliterate any target we take a practice shot at so we thought we would take the time to make some adjustments. Are you and Lieutenant Daye ready to beam aboard, Captain? =/\=

=/\= Not yet, Saracen. I was just checking your status. Keep those phasers warmed up and under control, we wouldn’t want an incident to happen over this paradise, now would we. I doubt that would be painless. Knight out. =/\=

Pinning the badge onto his holiday shirt, Dante then casually sat down at the table. “Sorry about that, kid. Just checking on my Battlecruiser. Now, where exactly is Natasha, and you said something about processing, and an incident? I’m quite sure you, sorry, we, don’t have a few hours to wait.” He made a point of avoiding the coffee, it was hot, and the kid did have such a pretty face.

Captain Knight

“Mrs. Knight is being processed for her condition,” the man said calmly. “In situations like this most partners choose to wait which is why I said it might be a few hours. You are not needed so you are free to go if your battlecruiser needs attention.” The man worked to keep a neutral expression. Mr. Knight was not as imposting physically as some men Sunstrom had encountered but he had a presence and demeanor that was far more unsettling. The captain’s gaze never wavered and his actions spoke of a history of people caving when Mr. Knight issued an order. Sunstrom was extremely happy he was not a member of the Saracen crew right now. Mr. Knight was probably capable of all sorts of nasty orders for those he found a dislike for. Luckily Sunstrom was not a member of Starfleet.

Taking a large sip of coffee, Terri attempted to mimic Dante’s sense of calm control. “As for Mrs. Knight she will be released within the hour if the scans come up negative. If the scans come up positive then you knew the rules for coming to the planet. With Mrs. Knight being the chief medical officer I have no doubt she performed the necessary exams required to disembark your ship and come to our surface.” The tone in the man’s voice held a hint of authority to it.

“Now you have two options and we are willing to allow you either one. You can go back to your ship and based on the results of the testing, Mrs. Knight will be returned to you in an hour or so or you can relax here in your room and wait for the results. Either way you will be waiting Mr. Knight.”

Terri Sunstrom