It had been a long day and Commander Kelly was looking foward to his off hours as he strolled through the hallway to his quarters. Once there he took his grey tunic off and threw it on the couch and walked over to the replicator and ordered a syntha-ale. He then took his ale and sat down at his desk and sipped it.
Meanwhile on the stations bridge, Lieutenant Call was on duty and in charge until 0200hrs. He was accompanied by NCO Harper and Chief Baker, an old tactical NCO, with some 15 years of service.
"Lieutenant Call we are recieving a distress call from the Hood." Chief Baker said at the OPS station.
Call was over at the Engineering station speaking with an ensign. He tried to see if he herd right and asked, "Excuse me Chief, what's that you said?"
"Sir, we're recieving a distress call from the Hood."
Then it clicked in Call's mind and he quickly reacted.
"On Screen Chief."
"Sorry sir, audio only."
"Play it, damn it."
[This a genral distress call to Supply Base 901 we are..... The ship is losing control of containment......]The audio channel went blank and crackled.
Call thought bad thoughts about what could of happened to the Hood, and he knew time was the important factor. He pressed his comm. badge. "All senior staff to the Bridge, all decks yellow alert."
Kelly was asleep on the couch when he herd the yellow alert klaxon sound off. He jumped up and grabbed his tunic and quickly made his way to the turbolift.
When he arrived at the bridge, he and Commander Loran were the first two to the there. Then came Commander Jeffreys, following them.
"Alright lad what's so inmportant enough to drag me out of a sound sleep? It's 100hrs," Commander Jeffreys said. It apeared he didn't care to be woken up from a sound sleep.
"Sirs, it apears the Hood has been, or will be destroyed. We recieved a call at 2445 stating that they lost containment, on what we didn't recieve. Chief Baker has tried to restablished, but couldn't. They're located at sector 130."
Commander Jeffreys tried remain calm but his emotions go the best of him. He walked over to his seat and sat down.
"Damn! Garek take the Lambada flyer and the runabout Delware. See if you can locate and help the Hood if it's possiable."
"Sir," said Call, "as the Chief Tactical officer, I must tell you that if the Hood was attacked, the shuttles may also be destroyed by the same vessile or vessiles."
"Harper, are there any other vessiles in sensor range?" asked Jeffreys.
"No sir," he replied.
"Would you have told me if there had been?"
"Of course, sir."
"Then I had no reason to suspect that potential attackers were in the vacinity. Also, we have no other option but let the Hood die or float in space."
Nathan had know all of those facts but still felt the need to express them.
"I understand however, Nathan, that you knew all of those facts, but as Tectical Chief, you still felt the need to express them."
Nathan was taken back. His command style may be odd, but he sure as hell can read people.
Garek said to Call, "Nathan you and Murphy in the Lambda Flyer with me. Commander Kelly take the Delware, Harper, and Chief Edwards."
The crew moved into action.