Two at the price for one
T'Len
2005
Series:
TOS/New Frontier
Pairing:
Scotty/Burgoyne
Rating:
PG-15
Feedback: tlen11@freenet.de
Summary: On
Argelius Scotty makes an interesting new acquaintance
Note: Takes
place after the TNG episode "Relics" and before Peter Davids's New
Frontoer books. In one Burgoyne mentions, that s/he had once met an old
engineer in a bar on Argelius who only regarding to the description can only be
Scotty. They drunk each other under the table but who knows what else they did.
Disclaimer:
The characters in this story don't belong to me. I only borrowed them for some
fun. No moneymaking, no violation of copyrights are intended. The story is mine
and it is just fanfiction. If you are under age, please stay away. If you have
a problem with this topic, then look elsewhere for your entertainment. English
is not my native language, so please be patient with my mistakes. Thanks to
Lady Charena for the beta. For all remaining errors, blame me.
"Hello, Lassie", Montgomery Scott, once chief-engineer of the
famous star-ship Enterprise under the command of the even more famous Captain
James T. Kirk and recently saved from the Jenolan's transporterbeam, he was
hiding in for 75 years, from the new Enterprise under the command of Jean-Luc
Picard walked - a drink in his hand - to a table in a famous infamous bar on
the famous infamous planet Argelius. He just had picked the table which
occupant looked among the few guests, which frequented the bar at this early
hour, most interesting to him. "May I join you?", he finished to
soothe his little polite words.
"I'm not a girl," the person at the table answered and showed
him not at all unfriendly pointed teeth, then winked him to sit down.
"A lad?" Scotty asked confused asked and gazed over him..
The teeth were once more shown "No."
The Scotsman was now really confused. He wrinkled his forehead. One of
these two options the other had to be after all. "What then?" he
asked.
"Neither or both in one." S/he rose and bowed briefly. "I'm
a Hermat, Burgoyne 172 by name." S/he extended hir hand.
The old engineer shook his head. "What peoples are known this days,
at my time... " Remembering his
good old manners he also rose and introduced himself. "Montgomery
Scott from the Enterprise," he said automatically.
Burgoyne's eyes widened. "THE Montomery Scott?" s/he asked. "But
you should already be dead for a long time. Sir, I mean... err."
"It's all right," the Scotsman assured hir. "Everyone
reacts like you."
With a cat-like grace Burgoyne glided back on hir chair. "How do
you come here I mean in our century?" s/he asked curiously. S/he ever was
interested in a good story and this definitely sounded like one. The engineer
after all was removed from his time for almost a century. S/he winked the
bartender to bring two drinks along. Scotty meanwhile also sat down again.
"This is a long story, miss err mister..." He scrutinised this
Hermat-person curiously. "really both of it?"
"Really both "Burgoyne confirmed and showed hir teeth again. "In
any meaning by the way."
"Really both," Scotty mumbled. "Jim would have liked
this. Captain Kirk, I mean."
Of course Burgoyne knew whom he meant. One after all had heard a lot
about this man's legendary adventures and s/he didn't mean only his success as
a captain of a spaceship. S/he would actually have enjoyed getting to know him.
It looked like they both was from the adventurous kind. However, Scott also promised
to be an interesting companion -- and the evening was still young. Who knew
which way it would take. S/he was ready for everything.
"And you not?" Burgoyne raised - smiling - hir glass and said
cheers to Scotty. "A real thing, no synthehol," s/he explained and
emptied the glass in one long gulp.
"Yeah, my, too," Scotty replied and equalled hir action.
"That's good." Burgoyne winked the bartender again. "I
have much time and would love to hear your story. And then... who
knows...?" S/he smiled significantly.
"It would honour me, miss... mister."
"Burgy, for friends just Burgy," s/he explained and raised the
new glass which just had arrived. "I hope very much that we will become
friends. I'm by the way also an engineer, Mr. Scott."
Scotty smiled. This promised to become a much more interesting stay then
he had thought. To be honest, he had feared Argelius would have lost his
special charm and his more interesting audience over the decades. But this
obviously wasn't the case. An fellow engineer, a drinking-buddy and perhaps an
very interesting sex-partner in one person, what did he want more?
He raised his glass. "Just call me Scotty," he said. "I
think this is the beginning of a wonderful friendship."
End