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Intruder alert!
Captain Picard had just walked onto the bridge, when alarms started blaring;
“Intruder alert, intruder alert.”
“Where?” He ordered.
“Cargo Bay 4.” Data reported
“Data, Worf, you are with me.” Picard snapped.
They did not inter the cargo bay. Instead they watched from above what was happening. Sher was circling a man who could have been the fifth Musketeer.
“Have you ever wondered what it would look like from above when a bird circles their prey?” Worf growled. “Magnificent.”
“Who is that?” Picard asked.
“He is a gate keeper.” Data answered.
“What is a gatekeeper?” Picard questioned.
“He guards the gates of Paradise. They know everyone in Paradise. Each official has a gatekeeper.”
“How many gatekeepers are there?” Worf asked.
“Seven, I think.”
Picard and Worf both stared at him in amazement.
They watched for a long time. Sher would talk for a while. He would either not answer or give her an answer that was unacceptable.
“I can no longer take this.” Data went around to the Cargo Bay doors. Picard and Worf were close behind him.
Sher was screaming at the gatekeeper. “How dare you not answer me! It is
simple. Yes or no. How frigging hard is that?”
“It is not that simple, your highness.”
She exhaled a gust of air that shredded his clothing. She growled in a low, distorted voice, “yes it is.”
He didn’t flinch. “You cannot hurt me. I am your fathers gatekeeper.” She laughed a sinister laugh, “oh really. I will kill you and not think twice about it.”
“It will do us no good to kill him.” Data spoke as he walked to stand beside her. “We cannot get answers from a dead man.”
With an extremely sarcastic tone in his voice, “The Prince,” the gatekeeper bowed at Data.
Sher backhanded him while he was still in his bowed position. They heard little clinking noises as something hit the cargo bay floor. “How dare you take that tone of voice. I want answers and I want them now.”
The gatekeeper wiped the blood from his mouth; she had knocked out some of
his teeth. “This information is being withheld for your own good.”
“There is nothing in our law saying we can’t have relationships with whom ever we choose. There is nothing in our law saying we can’t have children with whom ever we choose. Was I ever pregnant?”
The gatekeeper was silent.
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