"Chief Tactical officer's Log. The Hood as been effectivly dameged by what apepars to be a race called the Son'a. For what reason we do not know. The Hood was tractored in and is in Commerce Section 2. Only 47 crew memebers survived the attack, including Captain Jennings. The Captain is in sick bay, with our newly arrived doctor. Commander Jeffreys has asked me to insure that this station can hold up against an attack from the Son'a, for it will take 6 days before the Federation can act if we need their help."
Call waited inpatiently for the turbo lift to stop on Deck 2 for the confrence he was about to attend. He had not slept in almost 48 hours and it was starting to show.
Call stepped into the confrence room and saw Commander Jeffreys and Lieutenant Commanders Loren, Kelly and Pol, Lieutenants Nugent and Carter were there as well.
The table was long and could seat anywhere from 6 to 12. At the far end was a view screen. Call walked over to a table with a coffee pot and grabbed a cup and poured. He then took a seat next to Lieutenant Nugent.
"Well it looks as though your sleep habits need to change," she said to him as he took a drink.
"Alright lets call this meeting to order." Jeffreys said from the head of the table.
"Garek, do you have anything on the Hood.?" Jeffreys asked.
Garek stood up and walked over to the monitor and pressed a few buttions. A display came up showing the Excselsor class ship.
"It appears the people that attacked had the Hood out gunned her. Shield harmonics were pentrated and that is what caused her to be damaged so heavliy. We're still trying to get the main computer on line to see the whole picture." Garek sat down and started to take notes on a PADD.
"Let me introduce our Chief Medical officer Lieutenant Natlie Carter," Jeffreys said. She nodded.
She began talking about the crew of the Hood. "I don't have too much to report. The infirmary is full and many of the crew have minor wounds, but some have major ones, and some may have hidden ones that I just don't have time to fix. I've only been here for a day and I'm still trying to get everything in order. I've only got one nurse, Rena Galor, a Cardassian on an internship, and we're swamped."
"Don't fret, maam, we just ask you do your best and nay a bit more," said Jeffreys, slipping into his fatherly, calming voice.
"Lieutenant Call your report," he said, right back into Commander mode.
"Sir, we are very well out matched if we are attacked . Our phaser banks share many of the same sytems with the shield grid. We only have 34 quantuim torpedos. If borded we could fight them off easily."
Jeffreys was puzzled and asked, "What do ya mean, 'fight them off easily.'"
"We have over 300 phaser rifles, 500 type 2 phasers and 1,000 plsma gernades," Commander Pol finished for Call.
Jeffreys made a note on his PADD and then asked a question. "We need an Operations officer with more battle and fleet experince then all of us. Do any of you know anyone who fits that description?"
Garek spoke up and was excited at this for some reason. "Sir I know a man thats like that, I know he was reassigned at same time as me, so he should be back very soon."
"Well, damn it laddie, don't keep me in the bloody dark man, say it." Everyone lauphed a little and some stress was lifted from the room.
"Lieutenant Richard Wallace, he had been tactical officer on the Virgo, Chief Tactical as a matter of fact," Garek said as he went to the terminal and punched up his record.
Jeffreys asked for Garek to read it aloud.
"Lieutenant Richard Wallace, 3 years Star Fleet Acadamy. Droppd out. Served as enlisted for 16 years. Survived some 247 battles including ones with the Borg, Dominion, and Cardassian. Decorated 13 times by Star Fleet."
Call remembered someone named Wallace and then looked at the picture of him and spoke out loud. "Sir I was with him on Ar-558, he's loyal and a hell of a soldier."
Jeffreys made another note on his PADD and then gave a smile. "Thanks Garek, you always were the bright one Laddy. Now Kelly, tell me about the group of colonest docked at Commerce Section 3."
Commander Kelly had forgoten about them with all the resent distractions
"Sir, they are going to colonize a planet some 15 hours from here. It's the size of Juptier. And it's loaded with dilthuim."
Jeffreys then made another note on his PADD and gave his orders.
"Okay, they stay until we decide it's safe to leave, and then Commander Pol and Kelly will help the Colonest get settled by setting up a good communcations array for the colony and us. That's all. You're dismissed."