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USS HOOD NCC-1703
USS HOOD NCC-1703
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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: He Will Be Missed==
===by Andy Catterick===
SD:2260.332
Scene: Brig, USS HOOD       
Jack did not look up from the computer screen as the doors to the briefing room swished open and Corey Campbell was escorted in by two security officers.  “You can wait outside gentlemen.”  He said, not looking up until the doors swished closed behind them.  “Have a seat Mr. Campbell.”
“Yes sir.” Corey mumbled as he sat down.  “Thank you sir.”  He had screwed up big time he thought to himself as he struggled to look up at the captain.  He knew that eventually he would but he just didn’t think it would be this soon.  It was too bad, he had really enjoyed his time here.  Much more then he had at any of his last few postings.  And, he mused, he probably wouldn’t get another starship.  His next assignement would probably be a fleet base or on ship stationed near the Core Worlds.  He’d have to build up some good will before he’d be able to get reassigned on an exploration vessel.  He hoped to get another CONSTITUTION class ship.  They were state-of-the-art and he’d been able to do a lot of research here.  He only wished he’d researched the security systems better then he had.  He never would have believed he could have been caught so easily.  It was pretty embarrassing.
“You’re aware of the charges against you?”  The captain asked.
“I am sir.”
“And you’ve seen the evidence?”
“I’ve seen what Lieutenant DeSimms showed me sir.”  Corey said with meek defiance.  He knew he was guilty but he wasn’t going to make it easy for anyone.  Not that it would affect the outcome.  It never did.
“Any explanation?”
Corey shrugged.  “None sir.”
“I see.”  Jack finally answered as he watched Corey shift under his glare.  “Very well.  Read this.”
Corey almost pushed the PADD back without reading it.  He knew what it would say,  it was always the same.  But he liked the captain so he decided to humour him.  Let him believe he’s the first one to come up with this.  He bolted upright as he realized what the document was.  “You can’t do this!”
“Sit down Mr. Campbell!”  He waited until Corey was back in his seat.  “I realize in the past your commanding officers gave you the choice to face charges or put in for a transfer.  I am not going to do that.  First I don’t pass my problems on to  someone else and second I believe that you will be better served by doing resigning from Starfleet, effective immediately or I hand you over to Starbase 10’s security with my recommendation that all these charges be pursued.
“You can’t.”  Corey said hollowly.  “I won’t sign it.”
“Mr. Campbell with your intelligence you have a great future ahead of you.  But not in Starfleet.  You don’t fit here and you never will.  I recognize that, surely you must.  I don’t know why you haven’t left yet.  But I am going to makesure you do.  Unless you prefer to spend the bulk of your life in a Starfleet Penal Colony.”  He pushed the PADD back across the desk.  “Decide.  Right now.”  He watched with great satisfaction as the document was signed.
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Poor Corey…I’ll miss him.  ;-) 
Andy
CAPT Jack Steele
Commanding, USS HOOD NCC 1703


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