The Special Program
by Roy Davenport.
Authors note: Here it is. Part 4 of The Special Program. Some mysteries will be solved but there will also be a lot of questions raised. Enjoy.
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"Last Time on The Special Program"
"Wes, Wesley, I'm here."
Wesley looked around. He had recognized that voice in an instant: Sean.
"Hey buddy. How's it doing" he asked after they hugged.
"Fine now your here. Come on I've got lot's to tell you."
"I've got lot's to tell you too" Wesley said and they walked off.
They didn't notice the man and woman with the holocam. They didn't noticed the guard raising his phaser. They where to busy noticing each other. Then all of the sudden they heard a scream. The next second they where beamed away.
And now the Continuation:
"What happened? Where are we?" Wesley asked confused.
Last thing he remembered was a scream and then a transporter locking on.
"I don't know" Sean answered, "But maybe the computer does".
"Computer where are we" Wesley asked the computer.
"This information is only available with proper command codes".
Wesley looked at Sean, Sean looked at Wesley. Neither of them knew the command codes of coarse. How could they if they didn't even know where they where.
"Okay" Wesley said. "Then try this one: Computer authorization code Wesley four 7 gamma".
Thank god admiral O'Conner was smart enough to send him his command code for the U.S.S. Crusher in her message only 2 day's ago.
"Command code accepted. You are now on board of the U.S.S. Crusher. Deck 8 section 12. Transporter room".
Can we go to the bridge?"
"Bridge access only granted for Sean O'Conner and Wesley Crusher".
"Then let's go" Sean said and he started to walk away.
"Wait a minute. How do we know where we are going"?
"I helped designing the ship remember" Sean answered.
"O yeah, I almost forgot. So you know the way to the turbolift?"
"Yes I do, but first we are going to the armory. Somehow I think it would be a wise precaution to arm ourselves"
Great thinking. I suppose your right. Lets go."
And so they left the transporter room. Wesley was amazed to see that the walls had a nice blue color while the carpet was bright red with purple instead of the beige colors he was used to on the Enterprise.
"They really designed it for teenagers" Wesley thought. after 5 minutes they reached the armory. After Sean unlocked it with his password they took 2 level 3 phaser rifles. Then they headed to the turbolift to go to the bridge.
"Computer, Bridge" Wesley commanded as soon the entered the turbolift.
Bridge access only available for Sean O'Conner and Wesley Crusher. Please Identify.
"Not again" Wesley thought. "Computer authorization code Wesley four 7 gamma"
"Access granted" and the humming sound of a moving turbolift sounded.
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As soon as the turbo lift reached the bridge they stepped outside weapons armed. They didn't know what to expect but they most certainly didn't expected what there eyes showed them. An totally empty bride with only the captains chair. And in that chair sat admiral O'Conner.
"Thank god you made it" she said. "I was afraid you wouldn't remember the command code I send you 2 day's ago. Of coarse they aren't the real command codes".
"What is happeni....." Wesley started to say. Sean could only look at his mother not knowing what to say or what to do.
"I explain later" Admiral O'Conner interrupted Wesley. "We need to go to my office first to get some papers. Then we talk this trough by dinner and then you can go to Sean's room to get some sleep. Or whatever you guy's would like to do she said with a grin.
"Uhm yeah, sure. You've got to tell us where to go since I'm not yet that familiar with the ship", Wesley said.
"Don't worry", Admiral O'Conner answered. "You just say: Computer Exit"
And as soon she had said that the turbolift doors disappeared and the exit of the holodeck appeared.
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"Wes, Are you okay", Sean asked concerned.
It had been 10 hours after there unexpected dinner with the admiral. And she had very surprising things to say. Things Wesley would never have Imagined. And now he needed some time to think the whole conversation over. He didn't know if he should be angry for not being told the truth a lot sooner or that he should be upset that his dad wasn't the hero he thought he was.
"I have to go for a while" he answered. "Don't worry to much babes. I won't do anything stupid this time" he continued when he saw Sean give him that look.
He kissed Sean gently on the cheek and then quickly left the room.
He walked through the corridors for a while not knowing where to go first. He hadn't seen much of the station since his arrival. First they had shot on him then he was transported away. After that he met admiral O'Conner and she told him some things he had to think about. Why and how did Jack Crusher, his dad died? They all said it was during a battle while he served aboard the U.S.S. Stargazer under command of Captain Picard. But now after he talked with admiral O'Conner he didn't believe that anymore. And the only person to tell him the truth was his mom. So he decided to send her a message.
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"Dammed, why won't you answer me" Wesley screamed in anger. He had tried to contact the Enterprise for 2 hours now but the only response he got was: "Unable to send message. Please try again".
"Let's give it one more try and then I give up". Wesley thought.
But of coarse that one more try failed too. The same message sounded: "Unable to send message. Please try again".
So he decided to go back to his quarters to see if Sean was still awake. The Admiral was kind enough to let them share one.
"Sean, Sean are you awake" Wesley asked carefully not to wake him if he was already asleep.
"Huh what, is that you babes" Sean murmured back.
"It's me hon. I'm back. go back to sleep okay" Wesley whispered.
He undressed quickly and then he stepped into the bed, their bed, and snuggled up to Sean. Man he missed this guy. He was glad he would have him as his first officer on his first command. But first they would have a lot of questions to ask. And a lot of questions had to be answered. Thinking about that Wesley drifted off to sleep.
Bleep, Bleep. Bleep, Bleep.
Wesley turned around. Who could that be in the middle of the night.
Yeah, Yeah, I'm up, Wesley yelled to the door.
He putted on his trousers, walked to the doors and pushed the button to open them.
Wesley was surprised seeing his mom standing in the doorway.
Wesley said straight up in bed. Again that same dream he had over the last couple of day's. He still couldn't figure out what it meant. But wait a minute. He woke up before the dream ended. So wat could be the reason eh woke up so suddenley. Then he heard it again. It was the doorbell ringing.
See there it was again. He stepped out of the bed.
"Just a minute, I'll be right up" he yelled to the person standing on the other side of the door.
Then he looked in the mirror to see if he looked okay and then walked to the door.
Then he opened the door but nothing could have prepared him for the shock he got when he saw who stood there.
"Mom" he managed to say before he fainted.
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