Christmas Comes Early or...Just What I Always Wanted
Location: USS Sovereign - Security Office
"I have a what?!" Frank said, looking up from his reports at the temporary secretary standing in his doorway.
"A cadet, Sir," she said, almost timidly. "He's on his way down, Sir."
"When....I didn't recieve any notice of us getting a cadet?" Frank said, shaking his head as he tosses the report he had been reading on his desk. "What the hell am I supposed to do with him? Dammit!"
"Sorry, Sir," the midshipman said, softly.
Frank waved at her. "It's not your fault," he said. "Show him in when he gets here."
"Yes, Sir," she said, turned then turned back. "I'll call up his records and send them to your terminal." Then she disappeared into the outer office.
"Thank you, Trask," Frank said and got up to get a cup of coffee from the replicator. "Great. As if I didn't have enough to do. Now I have to babysit a cadet, for Chrissakes."
Entering Security Lohki paused in the doorway, letting the watch desk see him. As per the Captain's order he had changed out his Cadet pins for the Warrant Officer rank, since being in proper uniform of the day was paramount to a marine. A woman approached him, a Midshipman.
"Cadet..." her eyes went to his collar, then she looked at a PADD as her eyes quickly scanned the words. "Ah, there it is. Captain's notation." Looking up once more. "Welcome aboard, Warrant Officer Lohki. Midshipman Trask." Extending a hand.
Lohki kept his eyes locked on hers then slowly reached out and shook her hand briefly. "Thank you, Trask. I could say it is a pleasure to be here, but that remains to be seen. Anything special we need to deal with?"
"Just meeting the Supervisor. Right this way." Trask turned and led the way, Lohki following. She chimed the office, then stepped aside to allow him entry when prompted.
"Come," Frank called out and motioned to the empty chair in front of his desk without looking up from his monitor. "Well Mister..." his peripheral vision caught the flash of marine green and he rolled his eyes. "...Lohki. I see you managed to get a promotion during the three seconds between ships. I think that is a Starfleet first. Welcome to the Sovereign."
Lohki sat down in the chair offered, leaning back with a slightly arrogant stance. Not meant on purpose, just part of who he was. "The Captain made the decision, Commander. Myself and Kirk were both given rank the moment our boots touched the deckplates. What that is about I can only guess, Sir." He then sat up properly. "Warrant officer Lohki reporting for duty within my department, Commander Douglas."
"Guessing why Starfleet does what it does is a full time job to which there is no rhyme or reason and no answer," Frank said, finally looking up from the monitor. "Investigations Officer. Tell me what that means to you, Mr. Lohki," he said, clasping his hands behind his head and leaning back in his chair as he watched Lohki.
"Forensics, research, and lots of time on shift when needed." Lohki kept his eyes locked on the Commander's. "Above and beyond that it is a thankless position. You make enemies when you investigate those around you, lots of resentment, but that is the job and I am one who doesn't give a damn about feelings. From the Admiral of the Fleet to the lowly crewman apprentice no one is above Starfleet regulations, nor are they immune to prosecution." He ended his piece and waited for the next step.
Frank nodded as he thought for a second then he asked, "other than the Academy...have you had any law enforcement experience?"
"Not on an exceptional level, no." Answered Lohki, honestly. "Being a cadet did not afford me the opportunity to be involved on a level worth mention."
"I see," Frank said with another thoughtful nod. "Say we get assigned to investigate a Starfleet ship that is drifting..."dead in the water", so to speak. No life signs. We board her. What's your first step?" he asked, clasping his hands and resting his elbows on the arms of his chair. He steepled his index fingers and placed them against his lips as he waited for Lohki's response.
"Upon arrival at the scene, the scene investigator will make contact with either the officer who requested the scene processing services, or with the officer assigned to oversee or manage the scene." Lohki paused a moment, then continued. "After contact with the officer in charge of the scene, the Security investigator will obtain the following information: One; Security case number assigned to the investigation. Two; exact location of the scene. Three; Investigators ID numbers added to file. Four; Identify the victims, if needed and possible." Another pause. "That is all done during the information exchange."
Not finished yet, Lohki went on. "Each crime scene investigation is unique, and as such, the establishment of a clear and direct method of communicating scene information is required. As for the actual, hands-on, then a preliminary survey or walk-through of the crime scene with the investigator or officer in charge should take place after the exchange of information. The investigator establishes a path to enter and exit the scene, avoiding the pathway used by the suspect, if possible, and preserving the scene from possible contamination." Lohki gave a slight grin, liking this little exchange and the challenge afforded by it. "I hope that was what you were looking for, Sir."
Frank smiled. "Well...not quite but you do know your text book," he said, looking up at the ceiling, thoughtfully, and saying, "Mandall's Chapter 10...I believe," then he looked back at Lohki. "We'll work on the practical application as time goes by," he added with another smile. He sat up in his chair and leaned sideways so he could see out of the door. "Trask," he called out and the midshipman appeared in the doorway. "See to Mr. Lohki's quarter assignment and issue him a side arm. Also assign him a security override code."
"Yes, Sir," she said and disappeared.
Frank looked back at Lohki and stood up. "Get settled in your quarters and familiarize yourself with the forensics lab and the locations of the armory, brig and firing range. I'm assigning you to Alpha shift starting tomorrow and you will be shadowing our senior FI, Lt. Baker. I need a current physical examination as the one on record is over a year old. I also want a current firearm proficiency test from you within the next week...both rifle and handheld. Being a marine I trust you keep your hand to hand skills up to date. I run this department with a no nonsense policy. You do your job, keep your skills current and work as a trusted team member and we will have no problems. Because you have no practical experience I will make every opportunity available to you to hone those skills. My door is always open if you have any questions." He extended his hand across the desk. "It has been a pleasure meeting you, Mr. Lohki. Welcome to the Sovereign."
Lohki shook the offered hand as he stood. "The pleasure is mine, Commander Douglas. As for the physical, I assure you I will pass with flying colors, as the saying goes. But, it will be done to your standards. Apologies for rambling on with the answers, but with my superi...," he cleared his throat slightly in a polite fashion. "My advanced intellect, I do tend to overstate. May your day go well." With a grin and nod to his Super, Lohki turned and left the office.
Frank sat back down in his chair and shook his head. "Thanks Santa. Just what I always wanted. A Marine and cadet all wrapped up in one and tied with a pretty little WO insignia," he said then sighed.