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FADE IN:

 

1 INT. DS9 - OPS

 

BEEP BEEP BEEP. An urgent alert on a control panel... PAN UP to CANDLEWOOD - he quickly reaches to check it, then calls across from his station to the Central Ops table...

 

CANDLEWOOD
Eletrix on final approach.

 

SLAINE nods her understanding, working on about a thousand other things happening simultaneously across the Ops table.

 

SLAINE
(taps control)
DS-Nine to Eletrix - transmitting
your flight plan now, follow it
precisely to lower pylon three,
security will greet you there.

VOICE (comm)
Acknowledged, DS-Nine.

 

Slaine closes the channel, looks up to CENN, who works on the other side of the table. He smiles back, encouraging.

The atmosphere is controlled chaos - no red alert, but everyone working at top speed to keep it from unraveling.

 

CENN
They’re following the plan.
(another screen)
Ren Fejin has successfully docked
at lower pylon two.

 

Cenn looks up to ALECO at tactical, also reading panels...

 

ALECO
Security team two are in position,
no anomalies detected.

 

Another ALERT on Candlewood’s panel...

 

CANDLEWOOD
Canterbury and Brisbane entering
sensor range...
(w/ relief)
...and staying there.

CENN
(waves it away)
That’s fine - if they’re in our sensor
range then the Romulans are in
theirs. Where’s the Galber?

SLAINE
They are...
(checks panels;
w/ frustration)
...not where they’re supposed to be.
(slaps control)
DS-Nine to Galber! I said upper
pylon one, not two. Please reorient
your approach now.

 

Slaine closes the channel again and hisses in frustration.

 

CENN
It’s okay, dalin. No harm done.
The Robinson’s already docked.

SLAINE
They’re Cardassians - they should
know better.

CANDLEWOOD
Oh so you’re allowed to stereotype
but we’re not?

 

Slaine looks around at Candlewood, horrified... but he only grins back. After a moment, Slaine gets it - he’s joking with her. She blushes, flattered, and turns back.

 

CANDLEWOOD
Hhhaaanyway, on the subject of the
Robinson, the Xhosa just commed
ahead from the Bajor route -
they’ll be here in an hour.

SLAINE
What?! Ummm... okay... port seven
on the docking ring is free, they can
go there. Why is everybody coming
all at once?

CANDLEWOOD
(still working panels)
This is life at the crossroads of
the galaxy, Zivan. Enjoy it! Xhosa
acknowledges, by the way.
(chuckle)
Takes you back, right, Major?

CENN
(playfully contrary)
No.

 

Focused, intense Aleco tries to get them back on track...

 

ALECO
Okay, Galber is docked... security
team three moving into position.
Eletrix is nearly there, security
team one standing by.

 

Another ALERT - Candlewood checks...

 

CANDLEWOOD
Oh for the love of...

SLAINE
What now?

CANDLEWOOD
Oh, it’s Prynn and Julian in the
Rio Grande.

CENN
(slumps)
Just... runabout pad C. It’s fine.
(deep breath)
It’s fine.

 

Slaine and Candlewood share a chuckle at Cenn’s expense...

 

2 EXT. DEEP SPACE NINE

 

The Mogai-class Romulan warbird Eletrix KERTHUNKS into place on a lower docking pylon...

Beyond it is the Breen freighter Ren Fejin, a blocky and asymmetrical affair docked at another lower pylon...

 

3 INT. DS9 - LOWER PYLON AIRLOCK

 

The airlock CYCLES open, and two Romulan UHLANS step out, unarmed but clearly capable. They step aside to flank...

...and TOMALAK appears, trying his best to project a lack of his usual disdain for humans and their friends.

RO stands in her white DRESS UNIFORM to greet him, with RWOGO stood beside her wearing a formal Ferengi outfit. The corridor to both sides is packed with Starfleet security.

 

RO
Proconsul Tomalak. I am Captain Ro
Laren. Welcome to Deep Space Nine.

TOMALAK
Thank you, Captain. Happy to be here.

RO
And this is my chief of security,
Inspector Rwogo.

 

Tomalak looks Rwogo up and down - a Ferengi woman? ...Okay.

 

TOMALAK
Inspector.
(ponders)
Ro... the name is familiar. You
served under Picard, did you not?

RO
(part flattered,
part creeped out)
That’s correct, Proconsul. I respect
Captain Picard a great deal.

TOMALAK
Oh I feel the same way, I assure
you. And speaking of respected
starship commanders...

 

Tomalak steps aside himself, revealing T’JUL, the Romulan woman with the light eyes and long chestnut hair. She is trying to present herself as dignified and capable, but she doesn’t like Tomalak and is nervous about their mission.

 

TOMALAK
(continuing)
...may I present Commander Orventa
T’Jul, of the Eletrix.

T’JUL
Captain Ro. I appreciate your
welcome. I am confident this visit
will be the beginning of a new
relationship for our peoples.

 

Tomalak smothers an unimpressed eye-roll. Ro politely nods acknowledgement to T’Jul, then gestures to Rwogo.

 

RO
Inspector Rwogo and her team will
lead you through security, after
which this turbolift -
(gestures)
- will take you to the wardroom,
where we will meet your fellow
commanders for a formal reception.

TOMALAK
I look forward to it, Captain.

RWOGO
If you’ll come with me, Proconsul...

 

Rwogo after-yous towards the security staff. Off Tomalak’s unctuous smile as he follows her directions...

 

4 EXT. DEEP SPACE NINE

 

Leaving the Eletrix and the Ren Fejin...

Circling upwards around the station, past the Defiant and various other alien ships on the docking ring...

Past the Rio Grande as it touches down on a runabout pad...

...and to the upper pylons, where the Galaxy-class Robinson is docked, plus a Cardassian passenger ship, the Galber.

 

5 INT. DS9 - UPPER PYLON AIRLOCK

 

A less formal arrangement, as passengers of various species file patiently out of the airlock, separating into lines to have their credentials checked by more Starfleet security.

Running one of these checkpoints is Lt Douglas, aka SARINA. She makes polite but mostly disinterested conversation with the person whose ID she is scanning into the computer...

 

SARINA
I see you’ve been here before. May
I ask the purpose of your visit?

 

Reveal that the one in line is HETIK, the Bajoran dabo boy.

 

HETIK
I’m... here to see an old friend.

 

Sarina hands back the ID and smiles warmly at this handsome stranger - she doesn’t know him, he left before she came.

 

SARINA
Well, welcome back to DS-Nine.

 

Hetik moves on, nervous about what he’s about to face.

By now most of the passengers have passed through, and the line is thinning. Sarina turns to the last in her line-up, takes his ID, still distracted by other thoughts.

 

SARINA
Thank you.
(scans ID)
Ah! Captain Moresh, skipper of the
Galber. I don’t need to ask the
purpose of your visit, obviously.
Welcome to DS-Nine.

 

She hands back the ID with a smile, and he takes it back likewise - revealing he is in fact MORAD, the Cardassian male freighter captain from 14x06 “True Colours.”

 

MORAD
Thank you, Lieutenant. As you say,
I’m obviously here to do business.

 

Morad moves on into the station, satisfied. He’s in.

Sarina watches him go for a moment, then turns to observe her security staff finish checking the last few passengers. She is still distracted by her own worrying thoughts...

 

BLACK OUT

 

END OF TEASER



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