S1, E1: Uprising
Timeline: MD001 1400 hrs
Gregory looked a little surprised, as he got the data feed at his terminal. This could not be right, he thought to himself. He decided the best way to figure it out, was to scan the area with the Pioneer's long range sensors.
Gregory was surprised, and took his data and transferred it to a pad, as he left his office. "Computer located Commander Jackson." Gregory called out, as he walked down the corridor.
"Commander Jackson is in his ready room." The computer called out.
Gregory headed straight to Harley's office. The news he had, could not wait. He needed to talk to Harley as soon as possible. It did not take him long to reach Harley's office. He tapped on the intercom to his office.
“Come in,” Harley called out. He looked up as Gregory entered his office, waiting to see what he wanted.
"Commander, do you have a moment?" Gregory asked, with a hint of desperation in his voice.
“Yes,” Harley nodded. “Have a seat and tell me what is going on.” He sensed something was wrong.
Gregory handed Harley a data padd. "Sir as you can see, the Klingons are moving a massive fleet near the Dorbat System." Gregory said, which was a colony world near the Federation and Klingon Border.
Harley took the padd and looked at the information that Gregory was sharing with him. Different scenarios went through his mind. One being that they were up to no good. What else could it be? He had to pull himself together and then looked over at Gregory. “What do you think they are up to?” Harley was curious what he would say.
"I think its pretty clear, what they are up. They are staging themselves." Gregory said, as he pointed out on the data pad the last known placements of Klingon Ships. They were not even bothering to cloak. He wondered why that was.
“Pretty much what I was thinking as well,” Harley said, taking a deep breath. “And not hiding it one but. Which makes me wonder why?”
"Do you think this is enough information to tell the captain?" Gregory asked Harley.
“I believe she needs to be informed,” Harley said. “But I want you to see what else you can dig up. Use anyone you feel would help in finding out what we need.” He tapped the pad. “Let me copy this a moment so I can show her your data.”
Gregory had a serious look on his face, as he handed Harley the data padd. "Agreed sir, I plan on reaching out to Starfleet Intelligence to pull the sensor logs as well."
“Excellent idea,” Harley nodded. His eyes met Gregory’s. “You did an excellent job coming straight to me. The captain will be impressed.”
"This is not the way I wanted to impress her." Gregory pointed out to Harley. He would prefer it to be on better circumstances.
“Neither of us would,” Harley admitted. “And I wish it wasn’t happening but you have shown your abilities and quick thinking.”
"My concerns are for the safety of the Federation, and of course all the lives on the Pioneer." Gregory pointed out to Harley. He meant every word of what he just said.
“As it should be,” Harley nodded. “Unfortunately there are some who don’t feel that way.”
"Makes me wonder, why they joined Starfleet then?" Gregory pointed out to Harley. He wondered why they would join, if they dont cherish life like he did.
“I think some do it because it’s expected,” Harley said quietly. “Following a long line of family service and others see it as a great adventure, not seeing that there are many days and even weeks where it is just business as usual.”
"I have never understood that concept. Family expected. If your heart is not in it, then what is the point?" Gregory asked a little puzzled by the notation that people actually did that.
“In some families they have generations of serving,” Harley explained. “It can be a lot of pressure to follow in your parents footsteps. It is wrong but some just do what is expected.” He smiled then. “Thankfully we didn’t feel that.”
"We? Your from a Starfleet Family?" Gregory asked, a little surprised. He did not imagine the first officer being a starfleet brat.
“Born and raised on a starship,” Harley said with a smile. “My dad was a captain at one time. I was one of the lucky ones, my father didn’t care what we did for our careers, as long as we were happy.”
"Yet hear you are as a Starfleet Officer, and one step away from your own command." Gregory said, with a big grin on his face.
“He is pretty proud of me,” Harley admitted with a smile. “And I’m sure happy that my dreams followed his. Keep doing what you are and you’ll be sitting here one day.”
"I hope to be, I would be lying if I said that I did not want to command a ship of my own, or be her first officer." Gregory said, with a humbling smile.
“It will happen,” Harley said with confidence. “You take great initiative.”
"I do what I can, but I appreciate the comment Commander." Gregory said, with a big grin on his face, as the scene starts to fade away.
“Keep me posted,” Harley said as he dismissed him and headed to speak with the captain.