RESPONSIBILITY



The blond haired boy was working furiously at the keyboard in his quarters. If his idea for the

new security system aboard the SeaQuest worked, then he would receive praise all round for the

innovative system he had just created. Not only did it form a stable and very secure barrier to

most of the sensitive components of the SeaQuest's mainframe computer, but it also provided him

with a little light hearted relief from the mundane routine of the ship's he found himself

falling into every day.

He secretly hoped that Commander Ford would be pleased with his efforts. He had been very

flattered when the Commander had chosen him over the regular computer people aboard to

design a new security system. Inwardly he needed to prove himself to the Commander as well as

the rest of the crew that he could carry out assigned tasks as good as any military personnel. The

urge to prove himself often became strongest whenever the Captain was away and unable to

defend his often different and outlandish solutions to problems. He had now been aboard the

boat a total of three years and was seventeen years of age. He and the current crew had been

through a lot of tight scrapes but sometimes all of that seemed to account for nothing when you

were the youngest aboard.

With Captain Nathan Bridger away off the boat with Doctor Kristen Westphalen at a U.E.O.

meeting, he had been able to work almost non-stop for the last three days without being

constantly interrupted with the little annoying things of life such as eating and sleeping and

generally taking care of himself.

He had started feeling a little bit under the weather since lunch time yesterday, but he put most of

the symptoms down to lack of sleep. He had a headache that only compared with his head

exploding. His eyes felt red and itchy but that was probably from watching the screen too much.

He occasionally had a dry rough cough but that could be explained away to any minor ailment.

Couple of aspirin and he'd be back to normal in no time he promised himself as he swallowed the

tablets with a mouthful of coke. He was due on the bridge in under ten minutes and hoped his

little presentation would be ready in time. He just had to stay awake during his shift and then he

could finally get some sleep before the Captain returned in a few hours and caught him out.







In the launch bay of the boat, Commander Ford was just scratching his head at the latest

shipment of supplies that was coming in. He had no prior warning that any of this was coming.

Two boat loads of fresh supplies including some long life stuff seemed to be coming aboard

and he had absolutely no idea why.

He eventually gave up trying to understand this sudden and unexplained invasion of his boat

and decided to go back to the bridge and make himself occupied. He was hoping that Lucas

was working on the new security system for the boat. He didn't like the idea of the ship's

whole computer system reliant on somebody so young, but under the circumstances he didn't

have a choice. Nobody else had volunteered to designing a new array of safety procedures.

And after Marilyn Stark's efforts, he was determined to make the system so that nobody

unauthorised could get in and fiddle with the boat's main frame computer.

As he left the launch bay area he was unaware that one of the crew members trying to unload

the new supplies, was trying to look as inconspicuous as possible. He wasn't a regular crew

member. He had on an old style U.E.O. uniform but hoped to be on the ship only long enough

to carry out his assigned task and leave again before anybody got suspicious or started asking

questions about himself.

He walked into the ship's galley area and placed five tins of canned peaches on the shelf where

there other canned goods were stored. He put them right at the front so that the chef would

choose them first when preparing the evening dessert. He wasn't sure about how long the

stuff inside the tin was supposed to work. Hopefully just long enough for them to carry out

their assigned mission.

Back on the Bridge, Commander Ford kept looking as his watch and noted that Lucas was

now almost twenty minutes late for this rostered shift. He knew that the boy was not a regular

crew member. But if he expected to be treated as one of the crew he needed to start acting

like one. The boy needed some discipline and somebody to watch over him and make sure

he wasn't goofing off too much.

Just as he glanced at his watch again, Lucas came running onto the bridge. His shirt tail hung

loosely over the top of his jeans and it didn't look as though he had combed his hair anytime

recently.



"Running a little late this morning Lucas?" Ford said trying to keep the sarcasm to a minimum.

If he had been one of the regular crew, he would have raked him over the coals about being

late for his shift.

"Um yeah, sorry Commander. Just finishing off something" Lucas stammered as he ran a

hand through his blond hair and took his seat at his post.

He was almost bursting at the seams to tell the Commander that the new security system was

finally finished, but he wanted the Commander to see the results for himself before taking the

praise. He had set up the system for a test run that would automatically come on in about five

minutes. That was the reason he was late in the first place. He had a difficult time setting up the

intended demonstration just right. He wanted all of the crew to see his genius at work and note

the sophistication that he had now added to the system. He had also inlaid a little fun to break

up the complicated lines of code involved with a little light hearted relief he thought the crew

might all enjoy.

Lucas sat nervously at his station waiting for the demonstration to begin. He looked up almost

every five seconds to the main screen only to see the face of Commander Ford watching him

with a displeased look on his face. He gulp and swallowed a little and put his head back down

again wondering why the Commander felt in such a bad mood today.

Commander Ford was checking some logistic problems with Miguel Ortiz about the W.S.K.R.S.

system when the main video screen suddenly lurched into life with some music and a picture

of some sort forming.

Lucas kept his head down to hide the smile and laughter he couldn't suppress.

Commander Ford knew only too well that music like that had to come from Lucas. It was

the new age loud stuff that only the teenager would enjoy listening to. What annoyed him

more was the picture that was now clearly visible on the screen. He could see the figures

talking to one another but because of his shock and disbelief he failed to hear anything that

the figure were saying to each other.







The other crew members had heard the music and also knew that Lucas was the cause

but instead of being annoyed at the figures on the screen, they were all intrigued.

Lucas had designed the system but added life like characters of each of the crew members

at the beginning to explain the systems. He had set up the demonstration like a mock

bridge scene where his own crew members were talking about the new system and how

it worked. He found it very difficult to create the little life like figures but was pleased

with just how real to his friends they actually seemed in the end. From the smiles and grins

he could see on their faces, his friends seemed to get a kick out of it too. Most of them

were like Commander Ford and failed to actually listen to what was being spoken. Most

of them were just admiring their own images on the big screen in front of them and marvelled

at how real Lucas had made the little characters appear.

He seemed to even have their very own personalities portrayed into the little figures. O'Neill's

character was wearing glasses and had the same style haircut as the Lieutenant. Tim was

one of the only ones actually listening to the dialogue and understanding what Lucas's little

demonstration was all about. He knew that the teenager was using a different format than

usual to explain how the new system work. But that was just Lucas. His methods might

be off the wall sometimes, but he didn't for one moment disbelieve the kid's ability. As he

listened to the new changes that the characters explained had been made, his eyes grew

wider at how such a young person with no military experience could create something so

incredibly complicated. Every line of instruction was now encoded in such a way that

no outside hacker or terrorist could hope to unjumble. However, with the right expertise

and instruction, the right people with the right knowledge would be able to access the

same information with the same level of accuracy as before but easier. How does he do

something like this? Tim found himself asking himself secretly.

Ben Krieg's character was trying to be suave and charming as always and just like in real

.life not really pulling it off at all.

Lucas just about jumped out of his skin when he got barked at from Commander Ford.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS LUCAS?" Ford yelled angrily.





Lucas stood up to meet his adversary but listened before making any further comment.

Inside his soul was dying to think that Commander Ford didn't like what he had taken

so long to create and design.

"I KNOW YOU MIGHT NOT BE MILITARY, BUT HONESTLY LUCAS. I WOULD

HAVE THOUGHT THAT SOMEBODY OF YOUR INTELLIGENCE WOULD KNOW

AND UNDERSTAND THE MEANING OF THE WORD RESPONSILIBITY"Ford

continued with his hands placed on his hips and in an accusing stance.

"I ASK YOU TO DESIGN SOMETHING THAT IS VITALLY IMPORTANT TO THIS

SHIP AND ALL YOU CAN COME UP WITH IS SOMETHING THAT HAS MADE US

ALL INTO COMIC BOOK CHARACTERS. IF THE TASK WAS TOO BIG OR TOO

MUCH FOR YOU, YOU SHOULD HAVE SAID SOMETHING AND I COULD HAVE

ASSIGNED SOMEBODY ELSE TO THE JOB." Ford said.

"LUCAS YOU HAVE BEEN GIVEN ROOM TO MOVE AROUND HERE AS FREELY

AS YOU LIKE BECAUSE OF CAPTAIN BRIDGER, BUT HONESTLY YOU MISUSE

A MILLION DOLLAR COMPUTER SYSTEM TO CREATE A BUGS BUNNY CARTOON.

YOU TURN UP LATE TO YOUR SHIFT AND EXPECT EVERYONE ELSE TO JUST

TAKE IT IN THEIR STRIDE. IF YOU WERE ONE OF MY CREW........" He got through

saying. He failed to notice that as he spoke, the colour of Lucas's face changed initially from

the white due to the shock of being addressed in such a manner before the entire crew now to

blood boiling red and he was accused of everything under the sun. The comments about

him being allowed to do what he like because of the implied relationship between him and

Bridger just incensed the teenager to new heights.

Tim O'Neill could Lucas's face and knew that this normally mild mannered teenager who

kept his emotions to himself was about to explode in anger. He tried to intervene and

explain that he had completed the task assigned better than anybody else could have possibly

hoped to so "Um Commander" he said in a quiet voice.

"Not this time Tim" Ford yelled back to the Lieutenant without turning his attention from

the teenager he was yelling at "It's about time somebody told this boy a few choice words

about his responsibilities to this crew and this ship............"

"My responsibilities to this ship and crew" Lucas now returned trying to keep his voice

calm, but the more he spoke the louder he got. He had never been so angry at anybody

before. This was a man who he had thought was he friend.

"Let me enlighten you about a few things Commander" he said with venom in his voice.

"Firstly, what you see on the screen is not a Bug's Bunny cartoon as you so blatantly

put it. It is actually probably the most sophisticated security system anybody had ever

designed but I knew that your feeble little mind would need another way to try and

take it all in so I designed this little demonstration to make it easier for you." he was now

yelling back at an impossible level and still very red in the face but he needed to be heard.

"Secondly, if you think that I am some juvenile delinquent aboard this ship that doesn't

do anything to help out. Then the next time something goes wrong with the computers

on this ship you can just whistle dixie if you think I am going to come running and fix

them for you again." Lucas continued.

"I have been working non-stop for three days on this project. I haven't slept or eaten

much during that time because I knew how important it was to try an get it finished before

we set off again. Something like this would have taken somebody else weeks possibly

months to design if they ever come up with the idea in the first place." he interjected.

"I pull my weight around here as much as anybody else, normally without complaint

and certainly with no appreciation. Nobody says 'Gee thanks Lucas for fixing that today.

You don't have to do that but thanks for it anyway. Lucas, did I tell you what a great

job you on that project.' I work just as hard as anybody else on this ship, sometimes long

into the night when your all tucked up in bed. Not because I have to, but because I want

to. I thought you respected me for what I could do with the computers. Obviously I

was wrong." Lucas still shouted.

"As for being on your crew Commander," Lucas said trying to hold back the tears that

threatened "Forget it. If that's how you feel about me and my work, then I don't want

to be a part of it." he said.

Lucas was so out of breath by the time he was finished that he was breathing very hard

and had actually started coughing harshly at the burning sensation in his lungs.



Commander Ford stepped back a little at the anger that he had seen in the teenager.

He like the other crew members were shocked out the sudden and ferocious outburst .

Now, watching the teenager coughing because of his angry speech he felt a little pang

of guilt and after what the explanation he heard, he wanted to take some of what he

said back again.

"Lucas are you alright" Ford asked in a gentler tone as the teen finally stopped coughing

and stood up with eyes blazing back at Ford again.

"WHAT DO YOU CARE IF I'M ALRIGHT" Lucas shot back angrily.

"That's not fair Lucas" Ford said and tried to make amends for what he had said by

putting a hand on the boy's shoulder. But before it could touch the fabric of the teenager's

checkered shirt, Lucas pulled his arm suddenly arm back so that the hand missed his

shoulder and he made one final comment before walking off the bridge towards his quarters.

"No it's not fair Commander" and he left, leaving everybody looking sadly after teenager

and then back at Ford with a little anger of their own at what he had said.

"If you weren't my Commanding Officer right now" Ben Krieg said as he walked up to

Ford "I'd punch you out for what you just said to him." and he too left the bridge trying

to catch up to the fleeing teenager.

Once Lucas was out of sight of the others from the bridge he had literally run all the way

to his quarters and once inside, locked the door and threw himself on his bed and let the

tears of frustration finally come out all at once.

Ben Krieg had tried to enter the teenager's room to tell him that no one else felt the same

as Commander Ford. He was surprised to see that the door was locked and a little more

concerned now about the emotion state of the boy inside.

Commander Ford now stood behind Krieg attempting to apologize to the teenager after

such ugly words. Most of them were not really true. He had just let his frustrations of the

day out on the first person he came across and that unfortunately was Lucas.

He knew that the boy worked twice as hard as most of the crew. He knew that Lucas would

have done the best job possible to create the new system. He wanted to tell the kid that

he still had respect board the boat and was still needed more than ever.

"I can't get the door open" Krieg said to the Commander "He's locked it from inside and I

can't get it open."

Both of them had failed to hear footsteps behind them and now jumped a little at the sound

of Captain Bridger's voice.

"Why is Lucas's door locked" he asked with a little wariness in his voice. "What's happened

here Lieutenant Krieg?"

Ben looked at the Captain and knew that he wanted a no nonsense answer to why something

was wrong with Lucas, the person he cared most about.

"Um Captain, I think you had better ask Commander Ford" Krieg said and scurried away

before any more questions could be asked.

"Well Commander?" Captain Bridger now asked with warning in his voice "What is wrong

with Lucas?"



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