Stardate: 80301:1500
Title: Fifty Parsecs Shy of Dragnet
Author: Emma Smith
Time: After "Done Waiting"
Scene: USS Horizon - Security Office


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I don't suppose I need to remind you that Emma Smith is not now nor has she ever been related to any one of any type of importance or notoriety. However, as we all know, that is something that has simply never registered with our dear girl. Leaving that aspect to the way-side, since there is absolutely no nepotism that we can find, one can't help but stop and ponder the serendipity involved in going from a single well placed mop bucket, to the head of Security on a starship.

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"Just the facts, Ma'am."

Sounding nothing like Uncle Joe Friday, Emma lowered her voice an octave.

"Just the facts, Ma'am."

"Erm, Em?" Ensign Beehan spoke to her from behind. "I'm not a ma'am and exactly what facts are you talking about?"

Smith turned and Bee-man caught the bling almost immediately. "Hey! You got promoted??"

Emma nodded with a smile. "Chief of Security, my good man."

"Gosh. Guess I'll have to be calling YOU M'a'am now."

"Nah!" She lightly slugged his shoulder. "Emma's fine, unless the big wigs are around."


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Lt. (S.G.) Emma Smith
Chief Security Officer
USS Horizon
NCC-72400
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