Patrick was waiting in the mess hall for his guest to arrive. "Erica Thomas, Federation News Service,"
the reporter stated to identify herself.
"Captain Patrick Ingrum, commanding officer, USS Baldwin."
"Captain, is it true that you're holding a suspected Orion terrorist aboard this ship and refusing
to release him?"
"It is true that I have aboard an accused Orion agent; however, Starfleet Intelligence believes
that the Orion Syndicate has no interest in New Cardiff, nor do I not believe my guest has
anything to do with the Syndicate, despite what Governor Quellen has stated to the press."
"There have been significant lapses at Starfleet Intelligence that have resulted in significant
casualties. For example, no one was aware of the Dominion's alliance with the Breen until after they
"I am more than aware that our intelligence collection is less than perfect. However, Starfleet is
continuously looking for ways to improve our intelligence system - to fix our weaknesses and reinforce
our strengths. I have made several suggestions to improve Starfleet's intelligence gathering operations,
many of which are now part of intel's operating procedure. Also, if I felt there was any legitimate sign
of syndicate activity anywhere in my patrol zone, I would be all over it. Walk with me, Miss Thomas."
As Patrick led Erica down the hallway, the reporter observed his slow stance and his reliance upon a
cane. "Even for a Starfleet Captain, at your age, you shouldn't have to use a cane."
"I'm still in rehab for some serious injuries - suffered, no less, at the hands of an Orion woman."
"Tell me about this Orion. I assume she's involved with the syndicate."
"She's near the top of the hierarchy ladder. She is also an augment; the injuries I suffered were
inflicted single-handedly by her."
"That sounds very aggressive," Erica noted. "So basically, you're gut is telling you that Starfleet
Intelligence is correct - that the Syndicate has no interest in New Cardiff."
"No interest whatsoever,"
"So, do you think it's a political ploy by Governor Quellen to discredit the Nosotros party?"
"I don't want to make comments about politics."
"There is one other thing before I leave you. Since you mentioned that this syndicate boss that injured
you is an augment, rumor has it that, despite Starfleet policy to the contrary, there is an augment
among your crew. If that is true, does that make you feel uncomfortable?"
"I had a feeling you were going to ask that," Patrick retorted as he opened the door to his quarters.
"Miss Thomas, meet Bridget: wife, mother, engineer, augment."
"It's nice to meet you, Mrs. Ingrum."
"Please, call me Bridget."
"So, Bridget, tell me, has your relationship with the captain changed since his injuries?"
"I sometimes have to nag him to see the doctor; however, if you're wondering if he loves me less, I hate
to disappoint you. Our relationship started when I took a phaser shot meant for Patrick. Since then, our
love for each other has continued to grow and blossom."
After concluding her interview, Erica departed Baldwin and returned to New Cardiff. Toward the
end of the Alpha shift, Patrick received a call from the JAG office. Patrick called Sara to the ready
room before beginning the conference. "Admiral Bennett," Patrick stated, "how can we help you."
"I've got good news for you. You have the authority to fully investigate Governor Quellen's actions.
I also have an order from the President giving you the authority to place the New Cardiff Security force
under your command. I'm sending you a warrant to directly monitor the Governor's communications."
"Aye, sir. What about her plans to appeal my decision?"
"The Circuit Court will promptly dismiss her appeal without comment, although, if you release Mr.
Whitburn, he could still be subject to arrest if he returns to New Cardiff."
Patrick and Sara promptly gave a copy of the warrant to the Astrometrics Department, with orders to
access the Governor's official and personal systems pursuant to the warrant. The Beta and Gamma Shift
astrometrics officers sifted through the information. They were also given a key phrase to look for:
The next morning, Sarah Allison met with Patrick for a briefing. "Captain, it appears that our worst
fears may be realized. Thanks to your search warrant, Operation Blaidd Drwg was found in
Governor Quellen's personal files. The Operation details several potential targets for false flag
attacks; many of the targets have been hit."
"Once the people become insecure as a result of the attacks, the government, going with the operation
title, blames it on a 'bad wolf,'" Patrick noted. "Thus, she can get aggressive security measures passed
with little opposition."
"And if there is any dissent," Sara Jackson noted, "they can cast that dissent as a 'bad wolf,'
as well. I think there's more than enough evidence here to indicate that New Cardiff's government is out
"We also did some research on Colonel Kline," Sarah continued. "He's a graduate of Starfleet Academy in
tactical operations. However, his performance in Starfleet was less than stellar. His COs marked him up
repeatedly as someone who routinely used excessive force."
"Basically, he's a little trigger happy," Patrick replied.
"Not only that, he was convicted of involuntary manslaughter involving an incident 10 years ago. He was
dishonorably discharged from Starfleet and spent 5 years in Auckland. After his release, he enlisted in
the New Cardiff Security Force. Guess who recruited him?"
Patrick picked up the rhetorical nature of Sarah's question. "So," he continued, "Colonel Kline is the
Governor's right-hand man in the local corps. Good work, lieutenant."
"So," Sara inquired, "what's the next step?"
"Bridge to the captain," Jaimie interrupted over the intercom. "We've got a bogey
approaching, bearing 300 mark 5."
"Go to yellow alert. Raise shields and ready phasers. I'll let you handle this one, JP. I've got a
doctor's appointment to make."
"Acknowledged," Jaimie replied.
"Shields are up," Donna noted. "Phasers are fully charged and photon torpedoes are standing by."
"Have you been able to identify the vessel?" Jaimie inquired.
"It is Colonel Kline's fighter," Donna indicated as the ship rocked, signaling a phaser hit.
"I guess the Governor won't take no for an answer. Lock phasers onto the Colonel Kline's weapons and
shields. Once his shields are disabled, inform him that the next time he engages us we will arrest him
and impound his ship."
"Aye, Commander," Donna responded as Jaimie engaged the captain's console to write a brief report
for Starfleet Command.
"Come in," Jacob said after hearing the doorbell to his guest quarters ring.
"Mr. Whitburn," Patrick stated as he entered.
"Is there a problem, captain?"
"It seems that Governor Quellen has you on her enemies list," Patrick noted. "All of the evidence she
has against you is clearly falsified. As far as I'm concerned, the charges against you are baseless.
"However," Jacob continued the train of thought, "the Governor still has enough pull over the judicial
system on New Cardiff that she can keep the charges up long enough for me to lose my riding."
"If I lived in your riding, you would still have my vote," Patrick commented. "We need more politicians
who are not afraid to speak their mind, even if they're considered irrelevant."
"How are you feeling, you mentioned that you were injured at the hands of the Syndicate?"
"I'm feeling better. I should be free from this cane by the end of the week. I owe a lot of it to my
"I heard that a reporter came by and did an interview with you. I'm surprised I haven't seen a feature
from her. To be honest, I haven't seen much in the news from New Cardiff."
A call interrupted the conversation "Captain," Sarah stated, "I'd thought you'd be
interested in a news flash. It seems that the FNS office building was bombed."
"Any casualty reports."
"Negative," Sarah answered, "however, the Governor is getting ready to make a speech."
"Bring it up on the astrometrics screen. We're on our way." After ending the call with Sarah, Patrick
turned to Jacob, "I, for one, am interested in what the Governor has to say."
"Our New Cardiff Security Force quickly began investigating the incident. We found that a Federation
News Service reporter had been clandestinely exchanging messages with the Syndicate, despite our efforts
to block such messages from getting through. She is being held at our most secure facility pending
"It seems like your reporter has been apprehended," Jacob commented as the Governor continued
"I think you're right," Patrick answered. "Sarah, run a full background check on Miss Thomas. I don't
think she's Orion; however, I don't think her day job is as a reporter."
"On it," Sarah replied. As soon as she submitted her request for a background check, the console beeped
to indicate an immediate response. "Captain, Admiral Donaldson would like to speak with you in private."
"Clear the room," Patrick ordered. As soon as everyone had exited, Patrick opened the channel. "Admiral,
I take it that Erica Thomas is one of yours."
"Very Astute, Captain," the Admiral stated. "She was sent in to investigate the accuracy of
Governor Quellen's comments. We were getting ready to pull her out when Mr. Whitburn fled the planet. We
haven't heard from her since she visited Baldwin."
"It sounds like the governor has imposed a total communications blackout."
"I'd hate to say it," Admiral Donaldson stated, "but I think we need to remove the Governor
"I'm sure that Sara's report will have a few choice words regarding her," Patrick replied. "You can
expect a write-up by the end of the day. Ingrum Out."
After disconnecting with Admiral Donaldson, Patrick called Sarah and Jacob back in. "Mr. Whitburn, I
have a question for you. If you were called upon to lead the government of New Cardiff, do you think you
get the confidence of the other members."
"Until Governor Quellen dragged my name through the dirt, I was one of the most respected opposition
leaders in the legislature."
"Understood," Patrick answered. "There's something about Governor Quellen I don't like. If I'm right,
I'm counting on you to get the support of the rest of the legislature."
Sara promptly submitted her report with the details that Baldwin had uncovered about Governor
Quellen's actions. Patrick had the chance to review the report before it was sent to the President's
office; as he predicted, she had a scathing review of the incumbent head of New Cardiff. Admiral
Donaldson also submitted his report regarding the disappearance of his operative, as well as her
possible capture by the local authorities.
Meanwhile, Patrick went about his routine. He paid his regular visit to sick bay, where Dr. Bratney
checked his healing progress. After lunch with Bridget, Patrick took some time to relax in his quarters
while his daughter napped. When Tiana woke up, he brought out a data pad and began reading children's
stories to her.
The next morning, while he was feeding Tiana a jar of applesauce, Donna interrupted him over the
intercom. "Captain," she exclaimed, "you have a priority one message! It's the Palais
de la Concorde."
"I'll take it in here," Patrick replied has he made a beeline towards the computer terminal. Once he
accepted the call, he stood at attention when he realized who was on the other end of the line. "What
can I do for you, Mr. President?"
"I have been apprised of your investigation of New Cardiff," the President noted. "It is
clear, based on your legal officer's report, as well as the intelligence reports of Admiral Donaldson's
team, that Governor Quellen has violated the rights of her constituency and essentially declared Martial
Law under false pretense. Therefore, you are requested and required to remove her from power and assure
an fair and orderly transition of power."
"Acknowledged," Patrick answered.
"By the way, is that applesauce on your uniform?"
"I apologize, sir. I was just feeding my 15-month old. Even with the fate of a government in your hands,
you still have to take care of the little things. Baldwin out." As soon as he ended the call
with the President, he activated the intercom. "Ingrum to Jackson: please escort our guest
to my quarters."
"I'm on it, sir," Sara replied, "we'll be there in five minutes."
Sara promptly entered the Ingrums' quarters with Jacob in tow. "Mr. Whitburn," Patrick began, "I'm sorry
we've had to keep you a little out of the loop on what we were doing; however, I could not afford to
have it leaked out to the press - or the Governor's office. Sara reviewed the records on your ship and
concluded there was enough probable cause to get a search warrant. I have just been contacted by the
President in person with instructions to remove her from power. I intend to see it that the elections
are promptly called. Until then, we're going to need an interim Governor. Do you think you're up to
"As I said yesterday," Jacob replied, "before the governor started to defame me, I was well respected
among the members of the legislature. I should have the support needed to run the government and secure
a fair election. If what you say is true, and the incumbent government is badly tarnished, I might even
be able to earn a full term."
"In that case, Sara, please administer the oath of office."
"Please raise your right hand," Sara instructed.
"I, Jacob Daniel Whitburn," Jacob began, "do solemnly swear to support and defend the Constitution of
the United Federation of Planets against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I shall do the same for
the constitution of the Colony of New Cardiff; and that I shall faithfully execute the duties of the
office for which I am about to enter. So help me God."
Even though Jacob had been sworn in as a caretaker governor, his position was not recognized beyond the
confines of Baldwin. Patrick's next job was to install him as acting head of state. He expected
stiff resistance to his arrival; he was not disappointed. "Captain!" Donna exclaimed. "Three fighters,
bearing 325 mark 20. They're New Cardiff - and Colonel Kline is among them."
"Red Alert!" Patrick stated. "Raise shields and charge phasers. Just in case the Colonel is sane enough
to open a dialog, let's give him the opportunity."
"Channel open," Donna noted.
"This is Colonel Kline of the New Cardiff Security Force. You are ordered to surrender the suspect
to us immediately, or we will open fire."
"Colonel Kline, this is Captain Ingrum. Under authority granted to me by the President of the United
Federation of Planets, the New Cardiff Security Force is now under Federation jurisdiction; I'm giving
the orders now. Stand down and prepare to be towed into our shuttlebay."
As soon as Patrick concluded his message, Donna prepared the tractor beam. As soon as she locked on to
Colonel Kline's fighter, her console's response surprised her. "Captain," she stated, "I'm unable to
activate the tractor beam. I'm getting an 'Access Denied' message."
Patrick got up from his chair and walked to the tactical station. He punched in his command code to
determine the source of the administrative lockout. "Damn it!" Patrick exclaimed. "The tractor beam was
locked out using Baldwin's prefix code." A series of beeps signaled further trouble. "Our
shields are being disabled remotely," Patrick noted. "All hands, brace for a possible -" Before he could
finish his sentence, the anticipated impact occurred, shaking the bridge and engineering sections.
"Damage report," Patrick ordered.
"He knew just where to hit us," Bridget stated over the intercom. "We just lost a critical
power conduit. All weapons systems are going to be down for at least five minutes while we
"Laura, get us out of here!"
Patrick and Bridget crawled through the Jeffries Tubes to inspect the damaged power conduit. "I can
understand him illicitly obtaining our prefix code," Patrick noted. "I don't understand how a single
fighter could seriously disable a cruiser with just one shot."
As they reached the location of the conduit, Bridget surveyed the damage. "It looks like Colonel Kline
has a little more firepower that he should. This damage is beyond the capability of a single
fighter-launched photon." As she was commenting about the damage, she scanned the area with a tricorder.
"This definitely wasn't done by a photon. I'm detecting radiation signatures that are consistent with a
"Just what we need," Patrick stated sarcasticly. "He's got illegal QT's as well. Ingrum to Jackson:
Sara, I think you ought to see this. We definitely have a case against the Colonel."
Patrick, Sara, and Bridget made sure the engineering team documented the damage to the conduit. Sara
used the documentation to prepare a report to the JAG office, while Patrick immediately notified the
Palasis de la Concorde of the incident. Starfleet Command immediately authorized changing
Baldwin's prefix code.
Once the repairs to the conduit were completed and the prefix code changed, Baldwin set a course back to
New Cardiff. Once again, they were greeted with opposition. "Captain, Colonel Kline's fighter is on an
intercept course," Donna stated.
"Open a channel," Patrick replied. Donna gestured to indicated that hailing frequencies were open.
"Colonel Kline, this is Captain Ingrum. You are ordered to stand down and prepare to be towed into our
shuttle bay. This time, there will be no more funny business."
"He's charging phasers," Donna noted. "He's also trying to remote into our systems."
"Target weapons and engines," Patrick stated. "Prepare the tractor beam for towing - and prepare a spot
in the brig for our new guest. Once that's taken care of, transmit the President's order on
New Cardiff's channel, the add the following: by virtue of the authority granted by the president, I am
assuming command of the New Cardiff Security force. I hereby relieved Colonel Kine of his duty. USS
Baldwin is to be escorted to New Cardiff. Any order to the contrary is hereby countermanded,
and this order shall only be canceled by order of the President, myself, or my executive officer,
Commander Jaimie Petrelli. Signed, Captain Patrick Ingrum, commanding officer, USS Baldwin,
"Colonel Kline's fighter has been tractored in. I've dispatched a security team to escort him to the
brig. Your orders have been successfully transmitted."
"Good, now let's see if they are being followed. Number One, you have the bridge. I've got some personal
business to attend to."
"Aye, sir," Jaimie replied.
Colonel Kline spent the better part of the afternoon in Baldwin's brig before he was paid a visit
Patrick and Sara. "Captain, I'll have your head for this outrage."
"On the contrary," Patrick answered. "It's your head that's about to go on the platter. Our engineering
teams have gone over your craft with a fine-tooth comb. We found 20 quantum warheads, and a list of
prefix codes for Starfleet vessels."
"Who the hell gave you the right to snooping aboard my vessel."
"I'd consider using a quantum warhead to inflict damage on a starship to be well within probable cause."
"In any case," Sara noted, "we have you on willful destruction of Starfleet property, as well as
possession of contraband ordnance. More Charges, Mr. Kline, will be pending."
"Do you really think those charges are going to stick? I'm sure you know I'm very well connected."
"Your political circle," Patrick noted, "is about to collapse."
Governor Quellen was in her office when Patrick and Jacob beamed in. "So, you decided to turn Mr.
Whitburn over to me."
"On the contrary," Patrick replied. "I'm here to install him as Acting Governor. Your recent actions
have manage to raise a few flags, enough that they issued a search warrant on your Operation
Blaidd Drwg. Your little power play has been exposed, and the president has given you a vote of
'no confidence.' Miss Quellen, you are under arrest on the charge of treason. The current government is
hereby dissolved. Guards, take her away," he stated to the security officers as they removed their
ex-boss from the room. "Ingrum to Baldwin: Contact the Palasis, tell them that
former governor Quellen is in our custody."
Patrick stood by as the Federation president gave a brief announcement to the press. "A few days
ago, a citizen of the New Cardiff colony sought and received aslyum aboard the USS Baldwin. He
provided data alleging that the government was violating the rights of his citizens. Based on the
information provided by this citizen, the courts provided Starfleet with the authority to investigate.
The results of that investigation confirmed that Governor Quellen has engaged in a power play;
therefore, I activated the New Cardiff security force into service for Starfleet and ordered that Miss
Quellen be removed from her position. I will let the Baldwin's captain provide
The viewscreen in the governor's office turned from the president to the assembled members of the press
corps, signaling that is was Patrick's turn to talk. "I am Captain Patrick Ingrum, and, as the president
said, I am the commanding officer of the USS Baldwin. Our investigation revealed that the
recent bombings at New Cardiff were carried out by the security forces on the direct orders of Governor
Quellen. By doing show, she was able to pass legislation restricting the freedoms of her constituency,
as well as insinuating those opposed to her measures were responsible for the bombings. My legal affairs
officer presented her findings to the Palasis. Once we received the order, we headed toward New
Cardiff. One of Miss Quellen's co-conspirators attempted to engage the Baldwin. We were
ultimately able to arrest him and proceed to New Cardiff."
"As an interim measure, I have recommended, with the president's concurrence, that Mr. Jacob Whitburn be
made acting governor pending a colony wide election. I anticipate that the election will occur about
three months from now, on Stardate 55268. Mr. Whitburn also intends on campaigning for a full term as
governor in his own right."
Patrick paused to allow the press to ask a question, "Captain Ingrum, is it true that your ship took
severe damage engaging Colonel Kline?"
"I was hoping not to name additional names; however, yes, Colonel Kline was the one who engaged us. He
did have a tactical advantage - his fighter was carrying quantum torpedoes, and he had access to
Baldwin's prefix codes. He was able to force our shields down and fire a quantum torpedo at a
critical section of my ship."
"Since you admit that Colonel Kline had the ability to drop your shields, does that mean that
Starfleet is at risk of being disabled should the Syndicate, for instance, decide to attack
"Obviously, something like this is a serious security breach. I have recommended, and the President and
the Admiralty have quickly concurred, that a fleet-wide prefix code change is in order. Additionally,
the office of information security will be looking into how the data got stolen in the first place."
"Just because," Patrick continued, "we have suffered a breach in security, that doesn't mean we are in a
reactionary mode. Research has been ongoing for some time into stronger encryption protocols and
strengthening defenses in critical areas of Federation space. Some of these new encryption protocols
have already been field tested and may be implemented in the next few days."
"This question is for Governor Whitburn. How likely do you think it will be for you to win a race
"I have a slight advantage in that I'm considered the incumbent, even though I sit mainly as a caretaker
at the moment. I also suspect that many voters will abandon the New Cardiff party because of former
Governor Quellen. Many of those voters will likely turn to the Nosotors party, of which I am a member."
"I do not, however, intend to rest on the laurels of incumbency and the goodwill that my party may
receive. I intend to present my issues to the people of New Cardiff. I want the people of New Cardiff to
know that I am doing this with what I genuinely believe to be their best interests at heart, and not to
seek power for myself or for my party."
Captain's Log, Stardate 55121.3: We are en-route to sector 001 to deliver Colonel Kline and former
Governor Quellen to a civilian facility pending trial. Both of them are facing serious charges, and will
be facing possible life sentences if convicted.
"Good Morning, sir," Sarah stated as her captain entered the warroom.
"Morning, Lieutenant, are you ready?" Patrick answered as he quickly strided without any assistance to
"Aye, Captain," Sarah replied. "Our window is ten minutes today, and it's opening right now."
"Proceed," Patrick ordered. Sarah began entering the commands to begin the download. "How far along
are we now?"
"The New Cardiff incident forced us to skip a couple of windows; however, we're still making great
progress. We're up to forty-eight percent."
As the data process continued, Bridget entered the warroom. "There you are. I've been looking all
over for you."
"I know," Patrick quipped, "It's time to go to Dr. Bratney for another check-up."
"You're doing a lot better," Bridget observed. "He indicated that this will be your last daily check-up.
Also, Jaimie sent me down with a message from Starfleet HQ."
Patrick quickly reviewed the message. "Well, it looks like we're going to have a civilian stationed
aboard for a while. Starfleet has approved a request by FNS to embed a reporter aboard Baldwin." Patrick
quickly glanced at the name of the reporter. "It looks like you'll be receiving a requisition soon," he
commented to his wife as he walked with her to Dr. Bratney's office. "She's going to need an office, and
a secure terminal." He followed up his verbal comment with a telepathic message. She's a nice girl,
you've met her. She also happens to be our new liaison with Starfleet Intelligence.