Dinner (Part Two of Two)

"Ah Commander Harris is here, lets feast ! From this day forward we as allies and friends will depend upon one another for life." Kar'ok said raising his tankard of blood wine up.

The night went by surprisingly quickly for all involved. The Leviathan¹s crew received both a much needed rest, and a glimpse of Klingon culture that many of them had never had.

"So Commander Harris how do you you know the General, sir ?" Ambrose asked noticing that the pair conversed as old friends would.

Kar'Ok gave a chuckle and smacked Harris on the shoulder, "Come, young man, surely you know the story of the only man in Starfleet to earn the Medal of Honour twice in one campaign."

Harris hated the idea that he was a hero getting around the ship, and acted accordingly. "Come on, it's late General."

Kar'ok looked at Harris in sort of anger."What ? You are a hero and like it or not, your men have the right to know the truth ! Songs should be sung of your great deeds !"

Grant sipped his drink slowly as Kar'Ok began to tell the story that Harris had tried to forget. About how he had led his ship to victory after the Captain had been killed, how he had helped to win Chintoka.

Some had heard the story, the others looked solemnly at Harris.

"I didn't do all I could." Harris said looking a bit sick. "I lost most of the crew."

"Well Ladies and Gentlemen." Toran said rising. "I hate to cut the evening short, but we will have to be getting under way shortly and the ship needs her senior staff at its peak."

Harris looked up, obviously drunk now. "I have to agree wit, with Toran. Let...sss get to bed."

"Lieutenant Rashad, take the Commander to his quarters." Toran ordered.

Rashad did as she was ordered, supporting Harris on her shoulder as the two left the officer¹s mess.

When the two arrived in Harris's quarters, Harris started a conversation."You know Lieutenant I am the only member of my family still alive."

Rashad tried to be patient with the Commander. "Sir I must leave, it's 01:30."

The two were interrupted by a barely audible noise coming from somewhere in the direction of the bedroom. "What was that ?" Rashad asked.

"What was what ?" Harris asked.

The Lieutenant pointed towards the bedroom. Harris turned to look. When he turned around he saw Rashad laying on the couch with blood gushing from her side. Then he turned again, just in time to see... a Klingon lunging at him with a knife ! Harris moved out of the way, caught the Klingon's arm and snapped it, causing the bone to pop out of the skin. The Klingon then somehow used another knife and slashed Harris's neck. Adrenaline is the ultimate sobering trick. Harris fell back and then he was grabbed from behind by another Klingon. Harris managed to tap his comm badge, uttering one message.

"Toran, help."