Wallace had allowed to leave his prison cell the Mulluran Military Commander had allowed him to move about freely with an escort. The Field Marshal believed it would only be right according to someone that was a fellow flag officer.
Wallace walked through a market place much like the promenade on Deep Space 9. It was filled with aliens of almost every species except Human and Klingon. Richard began to feel a urge to look out the view port nearby. Something in his stomach told him to look.
Upon peering out the view port he saw a couple of ship's docked and 4 patrolling the space around the station. About 12,000 meters from the station Richard saw 4 dry dock sub stations each with a warship in the dock being built. Then a squadron of attack ships flew pass the station escorting a merchant vessel, it then hit him. There preparing for a another War.
"Excuse me Commodore." A young voice said from the rear. Wallace turned around and looked dead on in a Romulans face wearing a military uniform. This came as no shock to Wallace he hated the Romulans as much as any senior officer in Star Fleet.
"Yes??"
"I'm Sub Commander T'kol of the ISS Rokil. The Mulluran Government has released you to me so I can return you to Federation space." Another Romulan walked up behind his commander.
"Why have they released me to you? And not handed me over themselves?" Wallace was wanting to have answers.
"According to the Mulluran high command a few ex-officers took matters into their own hands and kidnapped you. High command wants to avoid both a conflict and diplomatic incident. And since my Government and the Mullurans have treaty of aide, we were happy to accommodate our allies." The Romulan sounded very sly as what Wallace expected of a Romulan.
"Very well then. I would like to leave here asap." Wallace said scratching his three day old facial hair growth. The three left the station on a Romulan War Bird. Wallace was of course allowed to only certain areas of the ship. Into about 3 hours of the trip Wallace was allowed to send a message to the Hornet.
Richard was escorted to the bridge after he had a replacement uniform made and he had cleaned up. He sat down in the bridge communications station and pressed the open comm button. Seeing that his ship was indeed still in the DMZ.
"Attention USS Hornet this Commodore Richard Wallace. I am enroute to your position via a Romulan War Bird. I was released by the Mulluran Government who sends it's deepest apologies. We will arrive in 13 hours. Wallace out." Wallace was then escorted off the bridge.
On the Hornet bridge most of the crew and officers were still at work doing last minute repairs and some other things that needed to be tended too. Ensign Okul was at the Operations station getting back to work not wanting to rest after his 16 hour combat mission. He had a sense of helping out on getting the ship ready to go.
Commander Chee was at tactical running a few test and going over status reports with Commander Wolf as she had just returned to duty. The comm light on the tactical station began to blink and gave a sound of a beep. Quickly Chee reacted and tapped his comm badge, to single Captain Sharpe who was in the Captain's ready room.
"Captain we are receiving a comm message it's from Commodore Wallace. He's enroute on a Romulan Warbird." Chee sounded a little confused but relieved to know that Wallace was alive.
[Very well I'm on my way?] Sharpe replied stepping onto the bridge in less then 5 seconds. He eagerly looked at Lieutenant Commander Chee and took a deep breath. "Mister Chee play message."
[Attention USS Hornet this Commodore Richard Wallace. I am enroute to your position via a Romulan War Bird. I was released by the Mulluran Government who sends it's deepest apologies. We will arrive in 13 hours. Wallace out.]
Captain Sharpe took a deep breath and sighed rather loud and shook his head in approval. After hearing the message and seeing Commodore Wallace's image on the view screen Nathaniel felt a great sense of relief. Perhaps now their would be no command for himself or this might go as a good mark for himself. He was for now happy that Commodore Wallace was going to be returned.
"Commander Chee when will the prisoners be all secured?" Sharpe asked knowing that the large amount of prisoners were going to take some time to handle and secure.
"Sir the Lexington will arrive in about 5 hours and take 267. We currently have 200 all together in our main cargo bay and cargo bay 2." Chee said with the utmost confidence.
"Repairs Ensign Okul?" Sharpe said turning his head towards the OPS station.
"Warp drive will be fully operational in 2 hours. Transporters will be online with in the hour." Okul replied running his fingers over the control station.
"Very well. Ensign Okul leave the bridge and return tomorrow at 1330 hours. That is an order." Sharpe said with a surly tone as not to be challenged. Okul stood up and looked over at Commander Chee who gave him a look of assurance that everything was going to be ok.
Repairs went on until finished and the prisoners were picked up by the Lexington and headed off to Star Base 901, then to a prison colony for terrorist actions and violation of a peace treaty. Most of the senior staff had spent the 18 hours either working of resting. Captain Sharpe and Commander Chee were the senior officers that did such a thing.
"Captain Romulan War bird decloaking off starboard." Chee said from his station. We are receiving word that they are preparing to beam Wallace aboard." Chee added. Sharpe walked over to the turbo lift and looked at Captain Lataro.
"Captain your with me." Sharpe said as he walked into the turbo lift. The two senior Captain's headed to transporter room two. And waited as Commodore Wallace beamed aboard. Upon rematerializing Wallace looked around and gave a huge smile.
"Welcome back aboard Commodore?" Sharpe said with a smile. Wallace looked at Sharpe and for sure knew now that he was at one time his superior officer a long time ago.
"Well, well. Captain I hope you didn't grow too attached to my ship. I don't know about you lets get the hell out of here."
Sharpe smiled and tapped his comm badge." Helm plot a course to SB901 warp 6."