This is set in the era of the original series, and comes some time after the episodes ‘Conflict’ and ‘Court Martial’.
Doug Jackson was one of the most enigmatic of the characters in UFO, a man who seemed to have his own agenda at times. There is virtually no backstory for him and in this story I have attempted to give him some ‘past’, some reason for his, at times, very reserved behaviour. This has been harder to write than I anticipated, but I hope that my recipient enjoys it.
It contains snow. And Christmas. And Straker. (And some angst) What more can anyone ask for? 😉
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A ‘Hallowe’en’ UFO story
I’m back. He’s back. Not sure which of us is the happier.
October 19th 2013
‘Time.’ Straker glanced around the Control room before swinging the microphone around and leaning forward to speak. ‘All sensors to maximum. All stations Red Alert.’ A satisfying silence. No unnecessary noise, no distracting replies, just a well-trained workforce in action. Foster looked up from the satellite image he was studying.
‘Here it comes.’
Penumbral lunar eclipse. Not uncommon, but with solar activity rendering the Antarctic satellite system temporarily out of contact, the whole continent was an open target for any UFO fortunate enough to get past the lunar defences. Straker stood there, arms folded and watching as satellite images displayed the lunar surface turning red, Ford concentrating on the sensors, head tilted to one side as if he was listening to some faint, far-away sound, Foster tapping his fingers soundlessly on his thigh. Alec, out of contact at the other end of the world would be listening as well.
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Alec nodded, ‘Yes Miss Ealand, Dr Harper. She’s going below with me.’
One second of hesitation, in fact even less than that, before Miss Ealand smiled a welcome and opened the door to the inner office. Alec waved Sara inside.
‘Okay.’ He looked at her. ‘Ready for this?’ Continue reading →
Friday Dec 17th 2010 19.46 hours:
‘I’ve finished.’ Ed Straker put his pen down and looked up at Freeman who had been standing there in the corner for the last few minutes. ‘Yes. Finally.’ Continue reading →