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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: New Arrivals To The Party==
===by Andy Catterick===
SD: 2262.054
Scene: Station Interior
“Captain!”  Gene Lowl’s excited voice broke through the silence of the moment.  Jack looked over to see Lowl pointing off into the distance while the Gorn beside him stared in the same direction.  Jack looked over to Sean.  “C’mon.”
The two officer’s double timed it  over to the top of the hill where Lowl and his Gorn counterpart had stationed themselves as lookout.  “Captain look at that!”  Gene said exuberantly as he pointed once again.  Off in the distance Lieutenant Ngyuen jogged along a path with a large security detail behind him.  Suddenly he stopped and Jack relized the young officer had spotted them.  He waved frantically for a few seconds before resuming his pace.
“More visssitorsss.”  Bray said as she finally arrived at the hill.
Jack nodded.  “From my crew.  I wonder if the Metrons have granted some mercy.”
“Then where is my relief party?”  Bray asked.
Thirty seconds later the rescue party had arrived.  Nguyen was about to speak but Jack waved him silent as he pointed to a blue shirted crewman.  “McMaster is your tricorder working?”
The young man gave Steele a puzzled look and then flipped it open and waved it over the captain. “Yes sir it does…” His voice trailed off.  “Captain I picking up some sort of…”
“I know.”  He looked to Sean.  “Get him to Corbett.”
Sean grinned.  “On our way.  Come on Tim.”
Jack watched with a relief he hadn’t felt in what seemed like weeks as they raced off.  “Ok lieutenant, give me the highlights for now.”
HOOD is still frozen but we noticed a merchant ship that had crashed into the side of this station.  It appeared to have power so we EVA’d over as a rescue party.  Once we got there we found a hole cut through the hull that allowed us entry into the station.  I thought it best to come looking for you sir.”
“Believe me there’s a whole bunch of people down their that owe you one.  Where’s the merchant ship’s crew?”
“One man crew sir.”  He looked uncomfortably over at the Gorn.  “I’m afraid he was killed sir.”
“Killed?”
“Ripped to pieces.”
Respectfully,
Andy
CAPT Jack Steele
CO, USS HOOD NCC 1709
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