Redshirts

my point.”
    “And that won’t happen if we have one of the main characters in the show,” Dahl said.
    “No, because the Narrative needs them for later,” Jenkins said. “So in that case when you zoom toward a black hole you’ll switch over to Narrative physics.”
    “And we’re sure main characters never die,” Hester said.
    “Oh, they can die,” Jenkins said, and Hester gave him another look like he wanted to punch him. “But not like this . When a main character dies they’d make a big deal out of it. The idea that the Narrative would let one of them die on a mission to go back in time to stop their own show from being made just doesn’t seem very likely in the grand scheme of things.”
    “It’s nice at least something is unlikely at this point,” Hester said.
    “So, to recap,” Dahl said. “Kidnap a senior officer, steal a shuttle, fly dangerously close to a black hole, go back in time, find the people making the show, stop them from making it anymore, and then come back to our own time before our atoms divorce us and we disintegrate.”
    “That’s what I’ve got for you, yes,” Jenkins said.
    “It’s a little crazy,” Dahl said.
    “I told you that going in,” Jenkins reminded him.
    “And you didn’t disappoint,” Dahl said.
    “So what do we do now?” Duvall asked.
    “I think we have to work the problem a step at a time,” Dahl said. “And the first step is: How do we get that shuttle?”
    Dahl’s phone rang. It was Science Officer Q’eeng, ordering him to the senior officer briefing room.
    *   *   *
    “The religious war on Forshan is heating up,” Q’eeng said, with Captain Abernathy nodding beside him. “The Universal Union is trying to negotiate a cease-fire, but we’re limited by a lack of live translators. Our diplomatic team has computer translators, of course, but they only translate the first dialect with any accuracy and even then it lacks the ability to handle idiom. We run the risk of unintentionally offending the Forshan at the worst possible time.”
    “Q’eeng here tells me you speak all four dialects,” Abernathy said.
    “That’s correct, sir,” Dahl said.
    “Then there’s no time to lose,” Abernathy said. “We need you to go to Forshan immediately and start acting as a translator for our diplomats.”
    “Yes, sir,” Dahl said, and felt a chill. It’s come for me, he thought. The Narrative has finally come for me. Just as we figured out how to stop it. “How long until the Intrepid reaches Forshan?” he asked.
    “The Intrepid isn’t,” Q’eeng said. “We have a mission to the Ames system which can’t be put off. You’ll have to go yourself.”
    “How?” Dahl asked.
    “You’ll be taking a shuttle,” Q’eeng said.
    Dahl burst out laughing.
    “Ensign Dahl, are you all right?” Q’eeng asked, after a moment.
    “Sorry, sir,” Dahl said. “I was embarrassed that I asked such an obvious question. When do I leave?”
    “As soon as we assign a shuttle pilot for you,” Abernathy said.
    “If I may beg the captain’s indulgence, I would like to select my own pilot,” Dahl said. “In fact, it might be best if I selected my own team for this mission.”
    Abernathy and Q’eeng both frowned. “I’m not sure you need an entire away team for this mission,” Q’eeng said.
    “Respectfully, sir, I do,” Dahl said. “As you note, this is a critical mission. I am one of the few humans who can speak all four Forshan dialects, so I expect I will be used exhaustively by our diplomats. I will need my own team for errands and to send communiqués between diplomatic teams. I’ll also need to retain the pilot and shuttle in case I am called to travel on Forshan itself, between those diplomatic teams.”
    “How large of a team do you need?” Q’eeng asked.
    Dahl paused and looked up, as if thinking. “A pilot and two aides should probably do it,” he said.
    Q’eeng looked at Abernathy, who nodded. “Fine,” Q’eeng said. “But ensign rank and below only.”
    “I have just the people in mind,” Dahl said. “Although I wonder if it might be useful to have a senior officer on the team as well.”
    “Such as?” Abernathy asked.
    “Lieutenant Kerensky,” Dahl said.
    “I’m not sure how an astrogator would be of much use on this mission, Ensign,” Q’eeng said. “We do try to have away team members have relevant skills.”
    Dahl paused ever so slightly at this but then moved on. “Then perhaps you, sir,” he