Stealing off into the sunset - Part 1

Posted on 08 Apr 2023 @ 9:27pm by Lieutenant JG Ron Bumble

Mission: Through the looking glass
Location: Various
Timeline: "During events of "Back to Reality Part 2"
1433 words - 2.9 OF Standard Post Measure

ON:

Ron was not impressed. He was supposed to be monitoring everything from Science but his double was insisting he come see him straight away. In person. It wasn't something that could be done over the comm.

They had deemed it too dangerous to allow him on the bridge or even in science again. Security and intel had debated it back and forth. But if the man was about to offer any new information Ron had to make sure they had it.

"I will be back very shortly," he told the other Lieutenant keeping an eye on things. Lieutenant Datari was of course on the bridge.

The turbolift ride seemed to drag on forever and he actually found himself jogging.

"Sir," the security ensign on guard duty said.

"I have full permission to speak with him," Ron said simply. He had, had it the entire time he had been onboard. "Its a last minute thing. We need to speak before we make the attempt."

"We are just outside sir," he nodded.

The door opened and Ron strolled in. "What's this all about?" he said walking inside. He had music playing. Ron didn't recognise it. Or like it. Sounded Klingon heavy metal.

"I just remembered something," his mirror said holding a PADD in his direction.

Ron took it and looked down. The clunk seemed to echo in his head more than the pain before everything went blank.

"I just remembered your an idiot. And I really don't want to go back to your universe and be a prisoner all my life."

AU Ron quickly stripped his double and himself and swopped clothes. He dragged his double onto the couch and forced a shot of whisky down his throat. The coffee table was already dressed ready to make someone think the prisoner had been drinking.

"Sweet dreams twinny," he said clonking him one more time just to be through.

He pressed the chime to open the door. "Well that was a colossal waste of time. The idiots catastrophic. Someone needs to speak to ops to make it so if someones confined to quarters they can't get real alcohol you know."

"What about what he needed to tell you sir? For the attempt?" the ensign asked.

"Oh he's told me. Left it on a PADD he was working on. Don't worry Ensign we will be getting home. I better get back to Science,"

He jogged back to the turbo lift.

"Brig," he stated smoothing down this Rons hair.

Security was everything he imagined and more from what he had observed in his time here, and his snooping the computer. Clearly starfleet security and intelligence were not used to having someone from an AU as intelligent as him messing around in the systems. Oh it had been so easy.

"Sir can I help?" one of the yellow shirts asked.

"Yes I need to transport the prisoner to the bridge ready for the gateway attempt. Here," he handed him the PADD.

The man looked it over. Everything looked above board. The Captain had ordered it himself.

"They thought she would be more cooperative with me as my doubles her lover in this place." And no guards. In case it rattles her. The bridge has a transporter lock on her at all times but I do know judo."

The man smiled and caught himself. Bumble was legendary for being exactly that. A bumbling fool. Like he could sweet talk anyone. And he doubted he could even do a Judo chop. Let alone spell the word. But who was he to question the Captains orders?

"You will need a phaser sir," he said handing him one. "Just in case."

"Come on intendent. Your getting a brief change of Scenery. Be nice up there. They just got the bridge back to looking good again," he smiled at her while lowering the barrier.

Natasha of this AU looked up as the barrier was lowered. She had a forlorn expression in her eyes, missing her Ron. And had been wishing he and she could get away from this infernal ship. There had to be a way to do so. She rose from the bed, she was grateful that the woman who looked like her had provided a change of clothing and a way for her to get cleaned up.

"Thank you." She said to the Ron that was there to greet her.

"I trust my Ron is being treated well." Natasha said humbly and softly. Though there was something niggling at the back of her mind, just something about this Ron. She wasn't going to give her assumptions away though. She'll have to see what will be happening.

"Oh he's been taking part in the hospitality," the Ron in front of her stated. "Thank you Lieutenant. This way maam."

It was surprisingly easy how he managed to get her out of there. He waited till they were in the turbolift and the doors shut before launching himself at her in a passionate kiss. She certainly was not expecting it.

"Deck 16," he ordered letting her breath again, "I knocked him out cold. Stupid Federation humans. Then decided to spring us both," he smiled at her.

The intendants face was flush with the passion that her Ron had shown her, she catching her breath after that display. "What are we going to do now, how will we escaped from here?" her eyes were sparkling with excitement, and she was impressed with her lover.

"Going to steal this version of the Emperors brothers private yacht right out from under his nose. Think my lady, we get to sail off into the sunset and what that tech is worth to someone," he stated as the doors opened and he checked the cooridor was free before indicating to follow him. His fingers flew to pull out a second PADD ready with the next fake lot of orders.

She knew Ron was resourceful, but she didn't realize just how resourceful he was until now. Natasha kept close to Ron as he instructed, feeling the goosebumps develop all over her. "I love how you are talking, dearest." her voice soft and low. "You are amazing, so cunning and resourceful" Natasha kept an eye on anyone who might be coming up from behind.

"Well I have my moments. Just got to time it right so they are all distracted by the gateway stuff to slip us out. But before we do," he turned round serious. "I love you but I don't want to go back to being a slave. In that place. People threatening to kill me right left and centre. People plotting against you. We strike out now, its you and me vs this piss arse end of a universe."

"You are not a slave, and I don't want to treat you as such. You and me against the people who thrust us into those other roles. I am indeed sorry for the way I treated you. Equal, free, that is what I truly want. I grew tired of playing those games on that station. You changed me, you softened me in a good way. You have the brains, you and I can work together and yes plot our own destiny now. I love you and no matter what, I want to stick by you." Natasha exclaimed, "You were the one who unlocked the cage and set me free." pulling him in for a passionate and elated kiss.

He nodded. Smiled. "I'm going to marry you," he said firmly. "We can be Bonny and Clyde. These stupid humans have a movie. They made me sit through a ton," he rolled his eyes.

"But those two, they made a splash.

Talking off," his fingers flew across the PADD. "Oh its more impressive than I ever imagined. Im recording all the data. If they can make it work I recon I can make it work too. Just another tool for us to hijack ...." he showed her the readout excitably although he knew she likely didn't understand any of it.

"They just engaged the gateway. Captain must be nice and stoned about now. Here," he pushed a phaser into her hand, "Lets do this a more fun way. Shoot anything that moves."

"Yes, lets do this!" Natasha exclaimed, she didn't get all what Ron had shown her, but with his excitement and the ship seemed great she's going to go with him all the way. "And I would love to marry you!" taking the phaser and set off with Ron.

OFF:

AU Ron Bumble
Npc Jonathan Reynolds

AU Natasha Blackthorn
Npc: Riley Ames