The Valiant - Michael Jan Friedman [67]
The chief engineer folded his scaly arms across his chest, obviously still somewhat skeptical of the colonists motives. Youre the one in command, he rasped, recognizing the fact if not quite approving of it.
Next, Picard turned to Vigo. You have been sending data as to what parts we require to bring our weapons systems back up to snuff?
The Pandrilite nodded. I have, sir.
And the Magnians response?
They dont have anything like them on hand, said Vigo. However, theyre confident they can manufacture what we need in short order.
Excellent, Picard replied. Last, he looked to the Kelvan. I have not forgotten your concerns about dealing with the Magnians, Jomar. And as you are not technically a member of this crew, I am not in a position to give you orders. However, you are our expert in vidrion technology, which the colonists need desperately if they are to withstand the Nuyyads next attack. With that in mind, I hope you will honor the agreement I made.
The Kelvans stare was as blank as ever. For a moment, he remained silent. Then he said, I will help.
It didnt quite answer Picards question. But under the circumstances, he supposed it would have to do.
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ft spike? Picard echoed. In her brain waves?
On the other side of Greyhorses desk, the doctor nodded. It was difficult to miss, believe me. And it began before we were hit with enemy fire, so it couldnt have been a reaction to the battle itself.
What are you saying? asked the second officer.
Its just a theory, of course, Greyhorse noted. But when I saw the spike, it occurred to me that Santana might have been communicating with the other colonists.
Even in her comatose state? Picard wondered.
The doctor nodded. Its the most viable explanation. I wouldve mentioned it sooner, but there wasnt a chance to do so. I was too busy rushing my patient down to the planets surface.
I understand, said the second officer.
He considered the implicationsand didnt like what he found himself thinking. Doctor Greyhorse you mentioned earlier that Ms. Santanas coma might have been self-induced.
Thats correct, Greyhorse confirmed.
Is it also possible that she was never in a coma in the first placeand only gave the appearance of it?
The doctor mulled it over. According to my instruments, the woman was definitely in a coma. And just a little while ago, in the Magnians medical center, I saw their doctors working on her which wouldnt have been necessary if she were just faking it
What sort of work were they doing?
Greyhorse shrugged. They were using the power of their minds.
Just standing there?
Yes, said the doctor.
Which, if you were a suspicious person, you might have discounted as window dressing.
Greyhorse looked at Picard. Youre suggesting that their procedure was a sham, Commander? A show for my benefit?
I am not suggesting anything, said the second officer. I am merely bringing up the question.
The doctors dark eyes narrowed. I dont understand. I thought you trusted the Magnians.
Picard sighed. I am so inclined, yes. However, in the position I now occupy, I feel compelled to consider all the angles.
Including the angle that assumed he was wrong about Shield Williamson and that he was placing his people in deadly danger.
Not for the first time, the commander wished he had the benefit of Captain Ruhalters input. But the captain was in a long, coffinlike capsule in one of their cargo bays, pending their return to the Federation, and in no position to offer advice.
Thank you for your input, he told Greyhorse.
Its my job, the physician reminded him.
Yes, thought Picard. Just as its my job to see to it were not caught by surprise a second time.
Captains log, supplemental. Despite the questions that have been raised concerning the Magnians in general
and Serenity Santana in particular, I am still willing to trust them. Even as I speak, the colonists are manufacturing critical replacement parts for our propulsion system, phaser banks and shield generators. In exchange, we are applying our own expertise to the rebuilding of the several deflector stations