A new six-part epic covering the first year of service of the U.S.S. Enterprise-E, leading up to the events of the hit movie Star Trek: First Contact.
A WEARY LIFE
A team from the Enterprise -- Riker, La Forge, and Daniels -- is sent to deal with the latest threat from the Maquis. For La Forge and Daniels, it's just another mission, but Riker must face the specter of his transporter twin, Tom Riker, who left Starfleet to join the Maquis.
When the Enterprise team is caught between the Maquis and the Cardassians, Riker finds himself with an important decision to make -- one that may affect his future in Starfleet....
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Pocket Books/Star Trek
January 31, 2008
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Excerpt from Star Trek: The Next Generation: Slings and Arrows #5: A Weary Life by Robert Greenberger
There were times Captain Jean-Luc Picard thought the Enterprise was too large. He mused on the size and comfort of his ready room, which he thought might actually be more spacious than the bridge aboard his first command, the Stargazer. That was a compact, older ship, and it brought about a certain familiarity among the crew. Later, when he took command of the fifth starship named Enterprise, it was some time before he got used to its size and larger crew.
He truly hoped P�draig Daniels, one of the more recent additions, would last.
As the captain stared at the service record on his screen, Picard appreciated that the man seemed to be in the right place at the right time, helping the Enterprise and all of Starfleet be saved from the insidious actions of Snowden and his confederates. Below Commander Travec's recommendation, he reread the probationary report his own first officer had added. It confirmed Picard's impressions that Daniels had easily integrated into life aboard the Enterprise, forming solid bonds both personal and professional with the crew. He also was receiving good marks from those under his direct command. Picard noted, though, that he hadn't seen Daniels at Riker's poker games or interacting much with the senior staff. Other than his bond with Data, forged early on, he seemed more a "lower decks" officer, more easily spending time with the rank and file.
The musing was interrupted by a signature beep and the rising of a viewscreen from his desktop. Picard set aside the padd, watching the Federation emblem against a black background, then the incoming message details complete with authentication code to validate the transmission.
The screen changed smoothly to a picture of Admiral Jeremiah Hayes, recently appointed to Starfleet's Strategic Command. They had met only months before, resulting in Starfleet ordering Geordi La Forge to have his VISOR replaced with upgraded optics. He disliked that his first meeting with so decorated an officer put them on opposite sides of an issue. Picard hoped that would not be repeated now.
"Admiral, good to see you again."
"And you, Jean-Luc. Still on course for Deep Space 9?"
"Of course. Has something happened?"
"Not there," Hayes said with a frown. He seemed older to Picard, the ongoing Klingon conflict wearing on him as it did everyone at command.
"At Starbase 19?"
That got a short laugh from the admiral, who had been posted to the starbase not that long before. "No, but an SI operative here has learned of something in the Salva system and we need you to handle it."
"That's in the DMZ," Picard said, pleased he could conjure up the detail nearly as quickly as the ship's computer.
"Close. Since the majority of residents relocated from there to Marva IV, it's been used as an occasional Maquis base. Our intelligence indicates that two cells intend to meet there for a handoff."
Hayes smiled once more, a look that seemed to relax him. "Now that's the question. SI has theories, bu t we need you to investigate and probably apprehend the cells and obtain the item or items."
"That's all rather vague, don't you think?"
"True. But we need to track everything down. Your orders to report to DS9 came straight from the Palais, so I'm not in a position to countermand them. I also don't think we need the flagship for something like this. It's probably better if you just send a detachment. I've sent along the mission specs so you can choose appropriately."
"Splitting forces may not necessarily be wise," Picard mused, comfortable enough with the admiral to raise his concerns.
"Agreed. But you've handled the Maquis before, and this shouldn't be too difficult a mission."
"Famous last words," Picard answered. "No mission ever goes as planned, that's an axiom."
"And probably something we should be adding to the handbook. Best of luck, Jean-Luc, with both missions. Check in when your team finishes at Salva II. Hayes out."
The screen went black and then flashed with an indicator that he had a file waiting. He opened the new file, providing a retinal scan to confirm his authority to read an intelligence file. As he read, his brow knit and he began considering whom to send. The mission to DS9 really required only Picard himself -- he was to try to open talks with Chancellor Gowron in an attempt to end the conflict between the Federation and the Klingon Empire.
After ordering himself a cup of tea, he resumed his place at the desk and cleared his mind for a moment. Satisfied he had chosen wisely, he tapped the combadge on his chest. "Commander Riker and Lieutenant Commander La Forge, please join me in my ready room."
Acknowledgments from both men were received and then he waited, filling the time by transferring the report from Hayes to a padd. Moments later, Riker strolled into the room, his face a study of concern. The captain gestured for him to take a seat before the desk.