I waited, watching the readings of the comm diagnostic in my visor.
"Sir?"
I turned my head, spotting a crewman. I'd seen him around, painfully young with short red hair. What the hell was his name? He's in security.
"Yes?"
"Message for you?" he asked in a questioning tone, holding up a rolled piece of paper. It was actually sealed with a red wax seal.
I felt a surge of amusement. It seemed Janeway had embraced the ridiculousness and just rolled with it.
"Thank you," I said and took it between two claws. Putting it on the floor, I broke the seal and unrolled it. It only had a single word written on it.
'Quarters'.
Well, seemed clear enough to me. Picking it up with my muzzle, I dropped it in the closest replicator to be turned back to its spare carbon atoms, put Carey in charge before leaving engineering for the captain's quarters.
I had never seen the Captain's quarters before.
Okay, I had, I had toured the entire ship as she was getting finished, but I had not seen it since The Captain took it over, and I had no idea what Janeway had done to it since she took it after him.
Reaching the door, I touched the button next to it with the back of my claw.
"Enter."
I did. It was actually pretty nice inside, Janeway had it in the same style as her ready room. Mostly stock, but had added small items on some surfaces, the random plant, small knick knacks.
The door closed behind me and I curled my tail so it could do so as I shifted to sit down, "Captain. Captain Chakotay."
Janeway and Chakotay were standing close to the window, Janeway holding a PADD in her hand. She looked at me, "I already told him. Now I want you to tell him."
I nodded and Chakotay turned to me, "I was suspicious that somebody was working with the Kazon. So I went investigating. I discovered that somebody was infiltrating my systems and tracked it back to Seska."
Chakotay nodded slightly, "How sure are you that she's working for the Obsidian Order?"
"Eh," I admitted, "Conjecture to be honest. I'm ninety percent sure she's a Cardassian and not a traitor Bajoran, and her being Obsidian Order comes naturally from that. I suppose she could be a member of their military, they do have some sneaky divisions as well."
He sighed tiredly and took the PADD when offered by Janeway, "Damn," he said quietly, "And she's working with the Kazon?"
I shook my head, "I have found no proof for that. I have actually found no proof anyone is working with the Kazon, that was simply a theory to explain how they keep finding us. That's why I started looking."
"I've been wondering about that too," Chakotay agreed, "But I can't see a motive for any of our people to do it. Even if Seska is a Cardassian agent, she still wants to get home."
I snorted, "I thought about it," I said, "And there is one motive I can see. If whoever is doing it truly thinks they will never get home, that it's better to build a home here, find allies, build a powerbase..."
"And you're certain it's nobody on Voyager?"
"As sure as we can be," Janeway agreed.
I nodded as well, "I don't see how they could, even if they wanted to. At least without me discovering it. I have analyzed every kind of emission we do, down to ions from the drive."
"Didn't Seska sneak her signals past that for months?" he asked, one eyebrow raising.
I bared my teeth a bit, "That's different. They're piggybacking on legitimate ship to ship comms. There is no way they could possibl- son of a bitch," I then finished as a thought struck me, "If there was a repeater on your ship, that could work."
That would even explain why the attacks stopped when the ships separated.
"You think someone on Voyager is working with the Kazon?" Janeway asked.
"...I had ruled it out, but now I can't," I admitted and glanced at the timer, "ten minutes. I have a suggestion. We deal with the Seska issue first and then we go over the Val Jean with a fine toothed comb. Trusted personnel only, working in trios. If we find a repeater installed, we know what's happening."
"We'd need to do that anyway, we have no clue what Seska has left on the ship," Chakotay agreed and rubbed his eyes, "...Damn. Taking her into custody will be difficult."
"I have an idea," Janeway supplied, "If you think you can keep her from discovering the truth. I'll invite your entire senior staff for dinner tomorrow. We grab her in the shuttlebay."
I snorted, "If she's an Obsidian Order agent, she would be good at spotting lies. Even this meeting in a coms blackout is bound to be making her extra paranoid. When you head back, just bring a stun grenade. Walk to her quarters, open the hatch, toss it in, close the hatch. Let's not complicate things."
Janeway smiled a bit, "Well, that certainly has simplicity on its side. What do you think?" she asked Chakotay.
Chakoitay looked tired but he nodded, "It seems like it would work," he agreed, "we're going to need to put her in your brig. Even if we had one, we have no idea what she's done on my ship. And if she is under arrest, we can figure things out. I'm not convinced she's not being set up by someone else, but we have to be sure."
"Agreed," I said, "may I recommend you bring a pair of security personnel in the shuttle?"
Chakotay shook his head, "No, it has to be my people. Seska is... at least pretended to be... one of us. We're… were close. We'll capture her and bring her to your brig. We need to know if she's responsible or not. I'm not completely convinced yet, but… we should still act on this."
"Five minutes left until com outage runs out," I warned, "I should not be here when it runs out."
"Thank you, Lieutenant," Janeway said.
I nodded to them and left her quarters, heading for the brig. One place I had actually also only visited once.
"Uhm, sir?" the crewman assigned to the empty brig said, quickly putting a PADD he had been playing a game on out of sight.
It kept playing the music of the game.
"Don't let me disturb you, Martinez," I said, happy to remember somebody's name, "You keep doing you, I'm just inspecting the cells."
He turned the PADD off, "Any special reason, sir?"
I shook my head as I looked at the little metal boxes, open ended with one end only meant to be closed with a forcefield, "Not really, just had a random thought last night. You know how we've beefed up our security armaments with some projectile weapons?"
"Yes, sir, those are awesome," he agreed with a grin.
"Thank you," I said, pleased he liked my design, "Same idea about the cells. Forcefields are good, but just as there are species resistant to phasers..."
"...there may be those that can get past a forcefield," he agreed, slowly nodding, "You're thinking bars?"
"Actually, I'm thinking of a solid metal mesh," I said, "With a door and a lock. Mechanical, not electronic."
He slowly nodded, "Unconventional, but would certainly cover all bases," he agreed, "But why not solid doors?"
"We still want full insight into the cell," I pointed out, "I'll assign someone to get them installed when we get some time over. It should be a fairly straightforward procedure. Only take a couple of hours."
"Sounds good to me, sir."
