Making Our Way

"Okay cadet. Plot a course warp 15 to Limerus IX," Captain Devore said taking his seat.

"Sir, the Slipstream is online " Macleod said from Ops.

"Excellent take us into the stream." Devore replied.

The Leviathan went to warp followed by the Kirusans and Jeorri battleships and the crew continued repairing the battle damage that their ship had sustained during the fight.

"Cadet, What's our ETA ?" Devore asked

"Forty-five minutes sir." McCaffee responded.

"Sir, the Hellcat has managed to dock prior our entering the stream. She is back in the main shuttlebay. And Ensign Katts reports another crewman is in sickbay," MacLeod informed the Captain.

"How much damage did the Hellcat sustained ?" Devore asked.

"Not sure. Reports indicate that they took quite a wallop, but it looks mostly structural. There are thirty-two officers and crew in Sickbay now. Doctor Katts is asking for assistance."

Devore tapped his fingers along the control panel of his chair. Trying to size up the situation. "Grafton get down to Sickbay, Commander Barker take over for Ensign Grafton. Once we approach Limerus initiate a bipolar scan for our stranded crew."

[Captain.] A familiar said via com. [I report that it'll take about three hours to repair all the damage.]

"Well, Mister Taline. You had better get started. I want weapons and shields online and ready within the hour." Devore replied reading a Padd an Ensign handed him. "You okay over there Mister MacLeod ?"

Devore noticed that MacLeod was fidgeting in his seat.

"Everything is fine sir."

Mac was getting excited now for this was his chance to show his Captain how an outstanding officer he was.