Sam's Report "
By: Ian Hunter, Commanding Officer, [PC]
Samantha Carter, Security Officer, [RNPC]

Stardate: 58204.16 0820

=Captain's Readyroom=

The Captain sipped on some chai tea as he reviewed the reports which had been filed in the past 48 hours.

There was one glaring hold. Being impatient Hunter tapped his com badge. Figuring Atwood needed his rest now more than ever Hunter's request was simple, "Sam Carter, please come to the ready room."

On my way Captain, Sam responded. Sam quickly checked her uniform and brushed her hand through her hair, whilst quickly walking to the Captains ready room.

Carter appeared at the door and took a seat at Hunter's request. He studied the woman, she wore shortly cropped blond hair and carried herself with poise and grace.

Hunter leaned back in his chair rocking slightly, "Ensign, I'd like to hear a full verbal account from you as to what happened on your mission."

Of course Sir, she responded. Clearing her throat. The trip to Artus was uneventful we kept radio silence throughout the trip. Once we arrived there we received an automated message that the planet was infected by the Ragelian plague. However, we decided to run the risk and beamed down.

After going to the rendezvous site, which was an old bar, we told that our contact person Rex Tul had died and that we were now also doomed. After we left the bar we were addressed by one of the inhabitants to follow him and he let us to Rex Tul.

It appeared that the message regarding the plage was a hoax. To keep off any federation or other hostile forces.

What he told us was that Captain Jenkins, Reginald Frederick to be exactly is apparently a tough nut to crack. His man apparently are very loyal to him. The objectives of captain Jenkins are a bit dark. According to Mr Tul he made a deal with a Romulan six month ago, in order to retrieve their cloaking technology.

According to Mr Tuls sources the technology was worthless and the federation assigned Captain Jenkins as a liaison to the Cardassians. Apparently he managed to get the cloaking devised compatible with the Cardassian technology.

The attack on the Kitty hawk was an example of it.

According to Mr Tul there is only one Cardassian ship with a working cloak, he was unable to tell us if the Cardassian government wants to use more of this.

Also Mr Tul was able to inform us that Captain Jenkins has a small base with the Cardassian territory. A planet called Pentara V there we should be able to acquire information in a place called Deepest Desires. Apperently Captain Jenkins does some dealings with a local Ferengi there, mainly the sale of human slaves.

After this we beamed back to the Euphrates and headed to Pentara V

Sam looked at the Captain, his facial expression seemed be neutral but she was not sure. "Continue Ensign," said Hunter.

Anyway, we scanned the planet, unfortunately were unable to retrieve any good information at that time. The place we beamed down in was foul and the air was hard to breath.

We decided to split up but that was not such a good idea, but erm, once we got to the bar the name tag was changed to Ramoks Angels, unfortunately we misjudged the Ferengi and we got into trouble, unfortunately unable to retrieve any of the additional information. Charles, I mean Lt Atwood got injured and only by luck we managed to escape.

So I am afraid Captain that the mission did not go as planned. Sam paused, wondering what the Captain would say or do next.

Hunter took a sip of tea, and furrowed his brow, "Yes... the matter of the Lieutenant's injuries, what happened Ensign?"

Sam shifted on her chair, getting a little uncomfortable. We underestimated the Ferengi, Sir, Sam said softly, we decided on getting me sold to him and be a little more aggressive in trying to obtain the information.

To be honest Sir, we made the mistake of holding him at gunpoint, not taking into account his four Nausican bodyguards, there was a trapdoor in the floor and Lt Atwood was right on it, when they opened it. Sam looked down, shamefully, after that they threw me in after him. He hit his head when he fell on the ground, only by using the emergency transportbeacon I could beam back to the shuttle, using the shuttles transporter to get Lt Atwood back. Unfortunately we were unable to retrieve any information at that time. That is how he got injured Captain.

=From there we received the message to return to the Zion. Sam looked up again, she had told the truth, nothing could be changed about it.

Hunter leaned forward with a perplexed look on his face. "A message to return? Elaborate Ensign."

Well, yes Sir, Sam responded with a questionable look on her face. When I beamed back to the shuttle I found Jax waiting for us, she told us that you wanted us to come back. Jax was one of the persons who worked with Rex Tul, Sir. You seem surprised Captain, did you not give this order then?"

Hunter leaned back and swiveled a little in his chair, after a bit of a pause, he replied, "No, that's alright Ensign, ...you say you held this ferengi bar owner at gunpoint? "

Sam didn't say anything.

Hunter lean forward shaking his head. With a stern voice he said, "Ensign...that sounds like a Federation tactic, in the future please remember you are a Maquis officer and conduct yourself accordingly."

"Aye Captain, understood, Sam said.

Hunter leaned back, "thanks for your candid report, Ensign, that's all for now... Dismissed."

Sam stood up, did an about face and left the ready room.

After the door closed Hunter picked up his tea and stepped up to the large view port. He took a sip of tea, the name 'Jax' echoed in his mind.