|Dotting the i's and Crossing the Q's
Author: Sunset-leaf PM
Tom has been accused of murder yet again, and in exchange for babysitting duties, Q provides help for Janeway. Crossover with NCIS and takes place near the end of season 3 after 'Q and the Grey' . Some J/C moments in there as well.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Sci-Fi/Mystery - Chapters: 14 - Words: 14,711 - Reviews: 16 - Favs: 23 - Updated: 07-21-08 - Published: 07-16-08 - Status: Complete - id: 4400350
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Set near the end of season 4; after 'Q and the Grey.' Note. Galet and it's people are made up, not canon. This is a crossover with Navy: Criminal Investigation Service.
Tom's hand brushed the tops of the various alien fruit as he walked through the bustling market. A mixture of fragrances clung to the inside of is nose in a grim combination of strong and sickly aromas. There were so many different colours, pinks and oranges, green and blues; some he had seen before, most he hadn't.
It was just a routine away mission. They were visiting an M-class planet whose people, according to Neelix, where a peaceful species and could offer many of the supplies that were needed by Voyager. It had been over two months now since they had last found anything that could be of any use to them. Replicator rations were lower than ever before and there was only so much of Neelix's Leola root stew a man could take. Even the Captain was more stressed than usual; she'd had to give up her coffee.
Chakotay, B'Elanna and Harry were in some nearby caves just outside the outskirts of the city they were in, where sensors had told them there was a rich source of dilithium. The Captain, accompanied by Tuvok, was being taken on a tour around the city by the Ambassador of Galet himself, and Tom and Neelix had been left in control of gathering what other supplies they could from the citizens of Galet. Tom had left Neelix in a deep discussion over the price of various vegetables native to the planet, in favour of searching the markets alone.
His eye caught the sight of what appeared to be a hooded male Galetian looking around nervously before disappearing down a side alleyway. Tom's hand immediately rose to his combadge but stopped short as he thought twice about alerting the Captain to this. He'd only just been got back his replicator rations, for all they were worth at the moment, from his last away mission where he had been involved with a tussle with a local tradesman. He had accused Tom of stealing an expensive Scarf made from the finest Andolian silk, which of course he hadn't and it had ended up as a brawl. Janeway hadn't been impressed.
His hand returned to his side as he felt furtively felt for the phaser. His fingers touched the solid outline of the weapon and he moved forwards, in pursuit of the man.
He turned the corner into the alley way and walked deeper into it, the light becoming darker and darker as the light from the street was blocked out by hanging drapes and a light mist seeping from the drains on the floor. Tom held his arm over his mouth, the mist smelt horrible and he could almost taste it in his mouth. Sewage was not something he wanted to taste, now or ever.
He took his phaser out from his pocket and stopped as he heard voices talking just up ahead. He crouched down behind a large garbage bin and listened hard to the two voices.
"Give me the information I need, Drewett."
"I've told you, I don't have that higher clearance."
Tom heard light footsteps and peered around the corner of the skip just enough to see a woman step into a view from the shadows.
The woman looked Drewett in the eyes before speaking to the other male. "He's lying."
The other man jerked forwards and pushed Drewett up against the alley wall, a knife pushed against his throat. "Try again, Drewett."
"I'm sorry, Kent, I just don't have the information you need," he said through struggled breaths. Went just paused and awaited an answer from the woman.
"Check his left pocket."
Drewett squirmed as Kent kept the knife to his throat but delved deeply into his left pocket. He struggled as Kent withdrew out a set of keys.
"You can't if they find out my keys are missing my life not worth living,"
"Who says it is anyway?" Kent said pushing the knife deeper into his skin, this time drawing a small dribble of blood.
That was enough for Tom. He jumped out from behind the skip, phaser aimed. "Stay were you are."
The next few seconds happened so fast Tom barely had time to react.
"Kill him," came the woman's voice and Tom moved his phaser towards Kent and Drewett but he was too late as he saw the quick swish of the knife and the slumping of the body. He let out a burst of orange from the phaser and he saw Kent crumpled, his shoulder twitching. His eyes flicked towards the woman but hadn't realized how close she had got.
The last moment before he blacked out completely from the liquid seeping into his veins via the hyposyringe she had jabbed into his neck, were her eyes. Her iris's were completely black. How could that be? Why was a Betazoid outside of a Federation ship in the Delta Quadrant?