An transportship was making it's way out of fthe Briar Patch and was heading towards the, newly open Supply Base 901.
The ship was under Federation civilan control, the ship contained 145 colonest heading towards a planet that was to be named soon and was going to be colonized. The only person on the ship that was Starfleet was Lieutenant Natlie Carter, the Chief Medical officer for Supply Base 901.
The Ship docked at docking bay three and Lieutenant Carter made her way out. She was met by a Bajoran Lieutenant Commander wearing the gold uniform.
"Doctor Carter?" He asked
"Yes Commander?"
"I'm Commander Pol, Chief of Security on this station. Commander Jeffreys has instructed me to escort you to the stations bridge."
The two made it to the bridge and waited as Commander Jeffreys spoke with a crew member on the viewscreen.
"Alright Commander do what you feel is right, but I want that ship tractored back here, we're not leaving it for the Son'a to take when they return. Jeffreys out." He stood up and walked down to where Lieutenant Carter was standing and waiting patiently.
"Doctor I'm sorry I was not prepared for your arrival. I got the word you were coming but not when. But your timing couldn't be better, we have alot of injured coming in, in a few hours."
Then Commander Pol remined Jeffreys of the colonest vessel. "Sir, what about the Civilan ship?"
"Very good, thanks. Tell them they must stay until it's declared safe and until we find out what happend with the Hood."
Well I guess I came onboard at a perfect time, the new doctor thought.