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"When your feeling weak, I'll be there words if you can't speak. And if you lose, I'll be losing too. And I can't lose you."
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2259 __________
Y/N walked to the library at Starfleet; she walked to the back, still in her dress. She opened some files under a private server, she knew something was off about this attack, and by the information she got, she knew his name. She punched in John Harrison, but all the files were locked; she couldn't even hack into them.
"Something is definitely wrong," she mumbled. Y/N looked at her communicator when she was called to the Daystorm Conference Room regarding the attack in London. She logged out of everything and deleted all the evidence, standing and walking to the DC room.
When she walked through the door, she saw all the Captain's, Commanders and Admirals.
"Lone, your late," Admiral Marcus looked up at the woman.
"I had some business to attend to," she replied simply, knowing Marcus called her in right before the conference so that she would be late. He didn't want her to know something, and she knew that.
"Thank you," she smiled and stood behind the Admiral, far enough not to see the screens. Kirk winked at her, making her smile.
Admiral Marcus then looked back at all the men and women, "this is a manhunt, pure and simple, so let's get to work. Earth's perimeter seniors have not detected any warp signatures leaving the system, so we know he can't be far. You will park your ships in a blockade formation, then deploy search vehicles and landing parties to win down every lead. This man has shown willingness to kill innocent people, so the rules of engagement are simple. If you come across this man and fear for your life or the lives of those nearby, you are authorized to use deadly force on sight..."
Y/N tuned the Admiral out, thinking about possible reasons she was being kept in the dark. She looked up when her dad and Kirk were whispering, her dad telling him not now.
"Chris? Everything okay there?" The admiral asked.
"Yes, sir. Mr. Kirk's just acclimating to his new position as a First Officer."
"You got something to say, Kirk, say it." The Admiral nodded, "tomorrow's too late."
"I'm fine, sir, my apologies," Kirk nodded.
"Spit it out, son, don't be shy."
Kirk looked at the Admiral and stumbled with his words at first, "w-why the archive? All that information is public record; if he really wanted to damage Starfleet, this could just be the beginning."
