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Catching up

Posted on Fri Oct 18th, 2024 @ 9:55pm by Camron Wayne & Lieutenant Commander Ariana Monroe-Wayne

1,618 words; about a 8 minute read

Mission: Episode 119 - "Shattered Mirror"
Location: Wayne family quarters

Now that they were back in the privacy of their own quarters Cameron had some questions to ask. Honey what happened while I was away and did you need to use the replicator code I left your or get in touch with my orion friend? Asked Cameron softly.

Ariana shook her head. “Fortunately I didn’t need to use it. I showed Xalanth your message, he immediately put us all under his protection. We’ve been living with Xalanth and his family while you’ve been away, they’ve treated us like family.”

"I am more then relieved you had protection. I am sorry that I could not take you with me. More than you will ever know. However before you get to upset with me. There was no way I could have ensured your safety and that of our children had you been with me. Heck there were a couple times where I almost did not make it out myself." Said Cameron calmly

"Hopefully though now things have stabilized somewhat and I will not have to leave again for a year or so at least. And when I leave next time I will be able to take you and the kids with me." He added

Ariana nodded. “I don’t blame you for what you had to do, but you could have been killed! I mean look at you!” She paused before smiling. “I’m not complaining, you’re walking unaided which is something I never expected to see. I want you to tell me everything.”

"Before I do that I need to know one thing are you asking as my wife or as a starfleet officer. There are things I was forced to do that while legal on new dakota would likely see me in prison in the federation. I would not want you to risk your career by becoming an accessory after the fact." Said Cameron firmly.

Ariana looked deeply into her husband's eyes. “I’m asking as your wife, not as a Starfleet Officer. If it comes to it I can hide away whatever you tell me in the deepest recesses of my mind where not even another telepath would be able to find it.”

"Alright since the kids are in bed make yourself comfortable and I will start from the time I left here." Said Cameron softly

"After leaving I met up with my orion friend. He gave me a TR116 modified to use a micro transporter. As well as a romulian disruptor and a small shield generator for my chair. I believe the saying is I was loaded for bear hahaha. After I arrived at New Dakota I hid the runabout at an old forgotten airport and hovered into town. Within 24 hours the contact came that I had expected. An old friend of mine delivered the message. The video I had been sent had been a warning to back off or worse could happen to my family.

Not sure what could be worse then watching your mother and aunt be gang rapped and then your mother beheaded.

Needless to say I told my friend that I was going to kill every person in that video and then wipe out murder inc forever. He said he would deliver the message for me. Before he left I begged him to stay clear of what was going to happen in the coming days and weeks. He told me he worked for them now but he would not actively move against me for the sake of our friendship.

A few hours after he left I changed rooms. It was a good thing I did. That first night three would be killers snuck into my room, the room they thought I was in. They shot up the bed and indeed the whole room pretty good. That first night I killed three men with headshots." Said Cameron he got up and poured himself a glass of whiskey to collect his thoughts and give Ariana a chance to come to terms with what he had just said.

"If you want me to stop or you feel sick just tell me. I was sick myself that first night what I did well normal people just do not do." He added from the bar area as he walked back over to the couch

“I’m not going to be sick” Ariana shook her head. “My personality is blended with that of a s31 agent, she’s loving the sound of what you did. The more sensible side of me hopes you haven’t left any traces of your presence behind? Though I’ve no doubt you’re cleverer than that.” She paused.

" Oh people know I was on the planet. However it is unlikely that they know why I was there. After all it is kinda hard to hide when the unknown head of the second biggest family comes home." Said Cameron as he sat back down with his drink. " Now on with the debrief.

It took me about two weeks to find where the LT's for murder inc. Would get togather, it turned out that they played poker at three different spots all on the same night. That was a bitch to pull off, but in the end there were 15 dead mid level officers in the gang as well as 20 dead enforcers/ body guards. The papers hailed it as a much needed cleanup of the planet. Murder inc. Was either directly or indirectly involved in most of the extortion, drug trade, and killings that took place on the planet. They were seen as out of control and whoever was thinning them out was seen as both a hero and a pycho.

I laid low for the next couple weeks took care of the family business, paid my respects to my mother and fathers graves and basicly let things cool off. In that period though I was also listening for when the man in charge would come out of hiding.

I did not have long to wait. About 3 weeks after his mid and upper level LTs were taken out he put in an appearance at a local gathering of mob families. Well him and apparently about 25 bodyguards.

Since this was a public event and I really did not want to risk any civilians I waited until he was leaving I had managed to transport bombs into the 5 cars he had arrived in. My thought was to blow the cars after they left the party. I managed to take out the head man with a head shot as he was getting into his car. The 5 cars took off when the boss fell. I tracked the cars and blew 3 of them up when they had left the city and we're heading toward the country estate. The other two well they are the reason I am walking right now. The trackers malfunctioned and when I blew them up I did not realize that they were pulling in 3 stories beneath my feet.

The building I was in started coming down around me and I barely made it out alive. One of my family friends found me unconscious in my chair about 2 yards from the collapsed building. I was in a coma for about 3 weeks and during that time the doctors and surgeons preformed a series of operations on me. The result is what you see before you. I had about a month of intensive rehab before the doctors would even consider letting me go. As soon as they did though I headed for where I landed the runabout and after checking it for bombs, tracker, or unwanted passengers or merchandise I headed back here.

The whole time about the only thing that kept me from either going crazy or becoming what I hated was the thoughts of you and our family. The plus side or down side depending on how you look at it is that I am no longer the hier apparent to a mob family I am the head thou my uncle still takes care of the day to day I will need to be much more involved then I have been" Said Cameron as he finished his story and apparently a third or 4th glass of whiskey god he was going to be hungover in the morning but at least he was home and his family would be safe

“You went through all that...” Ariana wipes away a few tears. “3 weeks in a coma and I couldn’t be there for you, or with you!” She paused to sip her own drink, right now she could have done with a very stiff drink. “What’s been said here today stays between us, it will never be repeated...ever!”

"Trust me I never intend to tell anyone what I did or what we talked about. Infact I wish there was a way I could just remove the memory completely. Unfortunely I do not think that is possible without causing mental problems. I do feel better having talked to you though so maybe that is a start to the healing process." Said Cameron softly.

Ariana nodded. “As your wife I would offer to help you bury those memories, but as a Counsellor I think it would be more detrimental to bury them instead of moving on past them. If it’s ever needed I can help you hide them, but to lock them away in your mind would do you more harm than good.” She offered a loving smile. “I can teach you how to put them to the back of your mind, to create a...lock box of sorts in your mind, a place to which only you have access if it helps?”

 

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