Richard was in his office and was going over the final reports on the resettling of Morristown. The mission had taken seven days -- a week to complete. It only met unanswered questions of what was going on.
Then the comm channel beeped. [Commodore, we're ready to depart on your orders.] The voice sounded like Commander Wolf.
Wallace set his PADD down and stood up and tucked in his tunic. "Very well. I'll be joining the bridge crew now," Richard said as he headed towards the bridge.
Upon stepping out of the bridge he noticed that only half his bridge staff was on the bridge. Wallace looked around puzzled.
Commander Chee gave a smile and explained. "Sir, it's 2000 hours."
"Oh yes. I quite forgot. Very well. Ensign Okul, please explain the last information you obtained from the probe launched two days ago," Wallace said walking to his chair.
The Cardassian Operations officer turned around in his seat and straightened up and reported his findings. "Approximately eighteen hours from here is a space-dwelling people. About 3.4 million people."
Wallace seemed interested in this information. He leaned forward. "So, tell me more."
"They appear to be humanoid, not Mulluran." Okul responded. seeing Commodore Wallace's smile.
"Very well then. Helm, lay in a course for that star system, Warp 7.6." Richard then turned around to Commander Chee.
"Commander, I want you and Mister Matthews to work out some battle drills tomorrow. Commander Wolf, I was wondering if you and Mister Chee would like to accompany me to dinner tomorrow in my private mess?" Both of the named officers were quiet and thought for a few minutes.
"What time, Sir?" Chee asked, thinking that it would be an insult to decline.
"Very well then. 1830 hours. See you two then. Ms. Wolf, the bridge is yours," Wallace said standing up and exiting the bridge to his quarters.