The Commodore "
By: Jonathan Wright, Executive Officer, [PC]
Keighlee Alexi, Crewman, [NPC]
Simon Zent, Chief Science Officer, [PC]

Stardate: 58209.20 1345

Simon Zent, the Zion's chief science officer turned in his chair, his brain continued to assess the situation that he had just witnessed has he looked out at the forward viewer on the bridge.

"Sir?" he said addressing Commander Wright, who sat in the Captain's chair.

"What is it Mister Zent?"

"I think you should see this."

"On screen."

Zent switched his display to the main display viewer as narrated, "This is the output from TA-35, the tachyon grid station that we have subverted."

He paused a second, "Now, watch this,"

He slowed the display down, then in a single frozen frame of the image, which showed the output frequency from the tachyon grid matrix showed a break, and then was inverted 180 degrees.

"My interpretation of this data is that the tachyon grid has been reactivated.

"That is a concern," said Wright. "We better..."

"Sir," came a voice from the tactical station.

"What is it?"

"A Sabre class ship has changed course and is now heading directly toward TA-35."

"Helm follow that vessel," said Wright. "Yellow alert."

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TA-35

"The Commodore's ship has arrived," announced one of the marines.

Keighlee chewed nervously on the edge of a fingernail.

The transporter pad lit up as five transporter beams appeared. Moments later a Commodore stepped down followed by an entourage of engineers.

He returned their salutes and then strode over to Keighlee.

"You must be our heroic engineer," he said greeting her.

Keighlee smiled faintly.

His entourage stopped behind. One of them produced a small box which was handed to the Commodore. He opened it and showed the contents to Keighlee.

"Do you know what this is?"

Keighlee nodded, "Its a Cochrane medal of Excellence."

"That's right. And its yours," he said, taking it from the box and pinning it on her uniform.

"...Congratulations."

"Thank-you, Sir." she responded as she watched the engineers disperse.

“Please,� said the Commodore. “Give me a tour of your handy work.�

“Yes Sir. This way.�

Keighlee led the smiling Commodore down several flights of stairs to the engineering section.

“So, you were able to repair the ionization chamber.�

“Yes Sir. That was not so hard.�

The Commodore chuckled.

“Over here is the accelerator matrix.� She showed the Commodore a schematic of her improvised device, which even now running with an improvised containment field, still yielded 180% output.

He returned a smile to her, “Beauty, smarts and modesty� he quipped.

The Commodore gestured to one of his staffers who promptly approached him.

“I think I have found a new research assistant.�

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USS Zion

The helmsman slowed the ship and announced, "Closing in on TA-35 Sir."

Zent turned to address the commander, "five humans have beamed onto the station Sir."

"Continue to monitor the situation," said Wright.

After a long hour past by, Zent stirred. "Sir, 6 humans have beamed back to the Sabre."

A moment later he amended his observation:

"The sabre is heading toward its original position Sir."

"Helm set a course to follow that ship. Mister Zent, monitor all communications from that ship."

"Yes Sir."