"Borg Cube on sensors." Data tells me, "A message is incoming. The Borg Queen wants to talk to us."
I roll my eyes. Is she chasing me? I know Queenie has the hots for me, but this is ridiculous.
Her image comes on the screen.
"Locutus." she says firmly, "It is urgent that I speak with your senior staff as soon as possible. A matter has come up that is of grave consequence."
I tell her to beam on board right away.
"I wonder what she wants this time." Riker asks me.
"I don't know, Number One." I reply, "But when she wants to speak to all of us, it's not good news. When she is just chasing me, at least I know where I am!"
About fifteen minutes later, the senior staff are assembled in my Ready Room. All eyes are on the Borg Queen, as we are curious about what she is going to say.
"A few days ago." she begins, "My Cube was on a routine assimilation mission outside Federation space. We locked on a small transportation vessel. Though there were only a few humans on it, we assimilated them to keep our monthly quota up for the report we give to the Alpha Borg Queen."
"I seem to have lost the thread." Deanna comments, "What is all this leading to?"
"Be patient, Deanna." Queenie answers, "It will all become clear. Now where was I? Oh yes. We were assimilating this small group. One person in particular wasn't keen on it. After his consiousness entered the Hive Mind, we knew why. He was Agent R from Section 31."
Suddenly I look up, alerted to the name of the secret group that operates within Starfleet. "Them? What did he know."
"Apparently, none of them know each other's name except that of Luther Sloan." Queenie answered, "They only get invited to meetings through whispers and notes with invisible ink slid under the door. They even do that for the Section 31 Christmas Dinner & Dance."
"Come on!" urges Lieutenant Britney, "I've forgotten the start of the story already!"
Queenie glares at Britnery and carries on.
"What we ascertained." she tellsa us, "Is recently there had been a meeting of Section 31 top staff. They were looking at suspect people here on the Enterprise who could be trouble to the Starfleet if not dealt with. Those discussed were Locutus, Guinan, Data, Lieutenant Britney, T'Pol and Seven of Nine. In principal, they were very disdainful of the Federation/Borg peace treaty that you and I had set up, Locutus."
Britney almost chokes on her chewing gum when her name is mentioned.
"What do they plan to do?" I ask.
"They want to restart a human/Borg war, Locutus." Queenie answers, "They think as we supposedly don't know they will wipe us out."
"But you DO know." I tell her, "And that will mean the annihilation of billions."
"Precisely." smiles the Queen, "That;'s why I'm here, "Section 31 need to be stopped."
"We have the upper hand." Riker says, "We know they are planning something."
"Yes, Number One, but we don't know what. Queenie, both our forces need to be on alert for any wrongdoing. By the way, should you catch them, you have my permission to assimilate them all."
"Thank you, Locutus." the Queen answers, "But I don't think we want their sort in the Hive Mind. They are far to despicable. We do have standards, after all. Instead, we'll just vaporise them."
"Fair enough" I laugh, as Queenie turns to walk out, back to her Cube.
"Can't have anything disrupting our alliance, can we Jean-Luc?" she whispers huskily out of earshot from the others.
Sigh. She never misses an opportunity.