Curse of The Banshee: Guinness, Brawls & 'Riverdancing' [Part 3]!
by ALM_Voyager- (c) March 15, 2000
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"Katie O'Clare, come and save me from this ill-found fate," Michael cradled his head and drank his fifth Guinness for the night. "The Banshee howls and what I wouldn't give to have your strength by my side."
"Katie O'Clare, come and save me from this ill-found fate," Michael cradled his head and drank his fifth Guinness for the night. "The Banshee howls and what I wouldn't give to have your strength by my side."
"Talking to yourself again, Mr. Sullivan?" The pastor walked towards him in heavenly garb.
"Aye, Father. I have little other option," he stated sadly.
"You could see medical attention? Could be a psychological situation you have yet to address," Doc muttered to himself.
"I'm sorry father, what did you say?" Michael looked up, his eyes weary with lack of sleep.
"Oh, nothing," Doc said softly and pulled up a chair to the small, round bar table Michael was sitting at. "We all hear things that go bump in the night. Surely you understand that?"
"I always considered myself a logical man," Michael said with thoughtfulness.
"Sounds like a Vulcan I know," the Doctor muttered.
"But," Michael went on, ignoring the interruption, "lately all of that has gone to waste. With each Guinness I down I reject my education at Trinity, I reject all the wonders of science that Katie and I speak so fondly of. What am I to do?"
"Perhaps 'Katie' will know," Doc suggested.
"Perhaps," Michael gave his first smile of the night. "She's due to arrive soon."
"Seven!" Harry and Tom rushed into the astrometrics lab. "We need your help," they rushed.
"Explain," Seven stated briefly before turning back to her console.
"You have to distract the Captain," Tom said.
"Distract the Captain? Illogical," Seven stated.
"What Tom means to say is that . . . that . . ." Harry Kim was speechless. Why did they even think of turning to Seven for this? 'Because she's fairly close to Janeway' his mind answered for him. "Look, Seven, you're aware of the Captain's emotional attachment to the Fair Haven character Michael Sullivan, right?"
"Yes, I have been aware of this for some time Ensign," Seven stated the obvious.
"Well, something," Tom chimed in, "in his programming may be malfunctioning."
"I see, and you feel that it would cause the Captain undue stress as a commanding officer to be faced with this malfunctioning program due to the nature of her emotional attachment?" She asked.
"Uh, you took the words right out of our mouths," Tom blanched.
"You are aware that Mr. Neelix plans to hold a 'St. Patrick's Day," Seven's eyes shifted with speculation, "celebration tomorrow in the Fair Haven?"
"We were on our way to see him next," Harry smiled.
Seven paused slightly and turned back to her console, "I will aid you in keep Captain Janeway away from the holodeck."
"So, how do you plan on doing that?" Tom asked in curiosity and frowned as Harry elbowed him.
"I will be . . . 'creative,' as Ensign Wildman states," Seven replied with a finality.
"All we're asking Neelix is if we *don't* get things figured out by tomorrow then . . ." Tom started by the Talaxian chef interrupted.
"No! Absolutely not. I will not be a part of this gentlemen. Besides the crew has been looking forward to this celebration all month," he stated.
"It wouldn't be the end of the world," Harry said.
"I beg to differ . . . it most certainly *would* be the end of the world . . to Captain Janeway and to Lieutenant Carey among many other Irish-blooded Starfleets." Neelix leaned in closer, "And trust me, what I've heard about Irish temper . . . sends chills running through my whiskers."
CONTINUED IN PART 4!
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