Thanks guys, I wasn't sure how that would come off, whether it would be rushed or not. I'm glad it worked.
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Chapter Eighteen
USS Gibraltar
New Xindus
Stardate 55657.0 (August 28, 2378)
Captain Astar emerged from the turbolift just in time to see the Xindi fleet enter the system with the Skagaran ships a moment behind them. The combined fleet arrayed themselves around the planet, completely surrounding the Cha'lav cruiser.
'Open a channel to Lord Ashal.'
'Channel open, Captain,' Gonzales replied.
'Lord Ashal, your single cruiser is no match for the Xindi and Skagaran fleet. You have lost ships in both the Kursican sector and here in the Delphic Expanse, and I expect that the rogue Andorian currently leading the remainder of the Cha'lav fleet in the Delta Quadrant will shortly face yet another defeat. I would suggest retreat, in order to recover from your inflicted losses. My report to Starfleet Command and to our allies will be to destroy any Cha'lav vessel sighted anywhere in our territories. You have been warned. End transmission.'
Commander Epstein clapped his hands and the rest of the bridge crew followed suit. 'Congratulations, Captain. The look on his face was priceless.'
'Do you think he'll listen?' Gonzales asked as the viewscreen showed the cruiser vanish into a spatial rift.
'He's probably gone to warn zh'Malashan,' Parker said. 'Captain, since our mission in the Expanse is over, can we get back home? The Pytheas should be ready by now and we have some crew members to replace, and a killer to catch.'
'By all means,' Astar replied. 'Lieutenant Weston, set a course for Star Station Echo. It's time we dropped the Gibraltar back to her home base.'
'Aye sir, course laid in.'
'Take us home, full impulse until we leave the system and then warp six.'
As the Constitution-class starship left orbit and went to full impulse, the Xindi starships entered orbit, all but one. Gonzales watched as it rushed ahead of them and jumped to warp while still in the system.
'Sir, where was that ship going?'
'I have no idea, Commander, but it's none of our business.'
'Aye sir, we're receiving an incoming message from Andor. Lieutenant Talen is asking for us to pick him up on the way home.'
Astar smiled. 'Tell him we're still a ways out yet and we might be delayed, suggest he continue his extended leave.'
'Yes sir, sending now.'
'Captain, might I have a word with you in private?' Logan asked.
'Commander Epstein, you have the bridge,' Astar answered and beckoned her fellow captain into her ready room at the rear of the bridge.
'I'd like you to put Lieutenant Commander Gonzales on report.'
'On what grounds?'
'Insubordination, reckless behaviour, conduct unbecoming, you name it.'
'All of which are court-martial offences, and you have more seniority than I have, why don't you put her on report?' Astar asked in return.
Logan sighed. 'I'm an observer on this mission, Captain. I have no standing to put her on report.'
Astar leaned back. 'Why don't you explain that to me?'
'As soon as we got back to Earth and I was debriefed by Admiral Ranar, I was court-martialled for losing the starbase, much as any Captain is for losing a ship. It was deemed by the board that I didn't do enough to protect the starbase and the Kursican sector and I was found guilty of not protecting the people under my command. I've been officially stripped of rank, Captain. I'm not even a member of Starfleet anymore. Admiral Janeway asked that the sentence not be carried out until after this mission.'
'So what will you do when we get home?'
'I'll go back to my apartment, find my family and try and start afresh. I have plenty of time on my hands.'
Astar nodded. 'Submit your report and I'll make a determination as to whether Gonzales goes on report. Tell me what you think of Epstein.'
Surprised by the sudden change in direction, it took Logan a moment to catch up. 'I think he's a competent officer and quite frankly he should be in the regular fleet rather than the Border Service.'
'They need good officers as much as we do, Captain. Perhaps more so considering the areas of space they patrol.'
Logan nodded. 'If you'll excuse me, Captain. I'd like to make a start on finding my family.'
Astar smiled and waved her hand. No sooner had Logan left than the chime sounded. 'Come.'
'Captain,' Epstein entered. 'Could I speak with you on an urgent matter?'
'Go on.'
'I've been thinking about whether I want to stay in the Border Service, and I was hoping you could give me some advice.'
'Such as?'
'It is worth me transferring to the regular service, or should I take up the post of first officer on the Banshee when she's repaired?'
'What do you want to do?'
'I want to command my own ship some day, but I don't know whether I would be best served by doing so in the Border Service or the regular fleet.'
'You're an executive officer now, Isaac. One step away from commanding a ship of your own. There's no guarantee that you'd be afforded a lateral move into the regular fleet. It depends what spots are open, and while we need a lot of good officers, the Border Service needs them too. What's going to happen if all the officers in the Border Service decide to go into the regular fleet?'
Epstein saw where the conversation was heading. 'The Border Service would be nothing more than a collection of mothballed ships and the Federation's borders will become completely lawless.'
'I wasn't going to put it quite like that, but that is one possible outcome, extreme as it may be. The question you have to ask yourself is whether you want the billet on the Banshee?'
Epstein looked down for a long moment. 'Thank you, Captain. You've given me a lot to think about.'
'Not a problem. If it helps any, I've put a commendation in your file for your service to the Xindi and a recommendation that your suitability for the executive officer's billet on the Banshee is very high.'
'Thank you, Captain. That means a lot to me.'
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Chapter Eighteen
USS Gibraltar
New Xindus
Stardate 55657.0 (August 28, 2378)
Captain Astar emerged from the turbolift just in time to see the Xindi fleet enter the system with the Skagaran ships a moment behind them. The combined fleet arrayed themselves around the planet, completely surrounding the Cha'lav cruiser.
'Open a channel to Lord Ashal.'
'Channel open, Captain,' Gonzales replied.
'Lord Ashal, your single cruiser is no match for the Xindi and Skagaran fleet. You have lost ships in both the Kursican sector and here in the Delphic Expanse, and I expect that the rogue Andorian currently leading the remainder of the Cha'lav fleet in the Delta Quadrant will shortly face yet another defeat. I would suggest retreat, in order to recover from your inflicted losses. My report to Starfleet Command and to our allies will be to destroy any Cha'lav vessel sighted anywhere in our territories. You have been warned. End transmission.'
Commander Epstein clapped his hands and the rest of the bridge crew followed suit. 'Congratulations, Captain. The look on his face was priceless.'
'Do you think he'll listen?' Gonzales asked as the viewscreen showed the cruiser vanish into a spatial rift.
'He's probably gone to warn zh'Malashan,' Parker said. 'Captain, since our mission in the Expanse is over, can we get back home? The Pytheas should be ready by now and we have some crew members to replace, and a killer to catch.'
'By all means,' Astar replied. 'Lieutenant Weston, set a course for Star Station Echo. It's time we dropped the Gibraltar back to her home base.'
'Aye sir, course laid in.'
'Take us home, full impulse until we leave the system and then warp six.'
As the Constitution-class starship left orbit and went to full impulse, the Xindi starships entered orbit, all but one. Gonzales watched as it rushed ahead of them and jumped to warp while still in the system.
'Sir, where was that ship going?'
'I have no idea, Commander, but it's none of our business.'
'Aye sir, we're receiving an incoming message from Andor. Lieutenant Talen is asking for us to pick him up on the way home.'
Astar smiled. 'Tell him we're still a ways out yet and we might be delayed, suggest he continue his extended leave.'
'Yes sir, sending now.'
'Captain, might I have a word with you in private?' Logan asked.
'Commander Epstein, you have the bridge,' Astar answered and beckoned her fellow captain into her ready room at the rear of the bridge.
'I'd like you to put Lieutenant Commander Gonzales on report.'
'On what grounds?'
'Insubordination, reckless behaviour, conduct unbecoming, you name it.'
'All of which are court-martial offences, and you have more seniority than I have, why don't you put her on report?' Astar asked in return.
Logan sighed. 'I'm an observer on this mission, Captain. I have no standing to put her on report.'
Astar leaned back. 'Why don't you explain that to me?'
'As soon as we got back to Earth and I was debriefed by Admiral Ranar, I was court-martialled for losing the starbase, much as any Captain is for losing a ship. It was deemed by the board that I didn't do enough to protect the starbase and the Kursican sector and I was found guilty of not protecting the people under my command. I've been officially stripped of rank, Captain. I'm not even a member of Starfleet anymore. Admiral Janeway asked that the sentence not be carried out until after this mission.'
'So what will you do when we get home?'
'I'll go back to my apartment, find my family and try and start afresh. I have plenty of time on my hands.'
Astar nodded. 'Submit your report and I'll make a determination as to whether Gonzales goes on report. Tell me what you think of Epstein.'
Surprised by the sudden change in direction, it took Logan a moment to catch up. 'I think he's a competent officer and quite frankly he should be in the regular fleet rather than the Border Service.'
'They need good officers as much as we do, Captain. Perhaps more so considering the areas of space they patrol.'
Logan nodded. 'If you'll excuse me, Captain. I'd like to make a start on finding my family.'
Astar smiled and waved her hand. No sooner had Logan left than the chime sounded. 'Come.'
'Captain,' Epstein entered. 'Could I speak with you on an urgent matter?'
'Go on.'
'I've been thinking about whether I want to stay in the Border Service, and I was hoping you could give me some advice.'
'Such as?'
'It is worth me transferring to the regular service, or should I take up the post of first officer on the Banshee when she's repaired?'
'What do you want to do?'
'I want to command my own ship some day, but I don't know whether I would be best served by doing so in the Border Service or the regular fleet.'
'You're an executive officer now, Isaac. One step away from commanding a ship of your own. There's no guarantee that you'd be afforded a lateral move into the regular fleet. It depends what spots are open, and while we need a lot of good officers, the Border Service needs them too. What's going to happen if all the officers in the Border Service decide to go into the regular fleet?'
Epstein saw where the conversation was heading. 'The Border Service would be nothing more than a collection of mothballed ships and the Federation's borders will become completely lawless.'
'I wasn't going to put it quite like that, but that is one possible outcome, extreme as it may be. The question you have to ask yourself is whether you want the billet on the Banshee?'
Epstein looked down for a long moment. 'Thank you, Captain. You've given me a lot to think about.'
'Not a problem. If it helps any, I've put a commendation in your file for your service to the Xindi and a recommendation that your suitability for the executive officer's billet on the Banshee is very high.'
'Thank you, Captain. That means a lot to me.'