Tim leaned
back in his chair and looked at the commander skeptically “So when do WE get
that information and what do you want us to do with it?”
“You will
get all of the information we have when you get set up in Lab 4.” The commander
switched off the hologram “and you will get all of the information we get from
all of the expeditions and probes as we get it.”
Samantha
leaned back in her chair just as Tim leaned forward. “So what are we looking for?”
“The
patterns.” The commander sat down and
looked thoughtfully at Tim “The signs.
Some kind of indication of what this labeling might mean.” She looked at Samantha “If we are right then
somebody is going to come looking for this.
They might be monitoring it.” She
looks to Tim “They might even be on their way as far as we know.” She leaned back in her chair “We need to have
some kind of idea who they are.”
“So what is
the crown jewel that leads you to that conclusion?” Sam inquired
“We found
indications of carbon.”
“Carbon?”
Tim blurted out.
“Carbon. A lot of it.”
Tim and
Samantha stand up as Sam said “We’ll get set up in Lab 4 right away. Who else will be working with us?”
“Nobody. In fact, you should just plan on calling it
your quarters until this operation is completed. And don’t talk to anybody but me, Captain
Calhoun, or the Operations Officer about anything you find.”
“Lab 4 as
our quarters?” Samantha did not look
happy.
“I hate
sleeping in zero G. It is fine to work
in, but I like some kind of reference when sleeping.” Tim groaned.
“Well, you
have each other, make your own gravity.” Commander Dickerson chuckled “We put
in a couple of command staff sized racks to give you a little extra space.”
“Oh Goodie…
thanks for the consideration.” Tim was decidedly unhappy.
“We thought
it was the least that we could do.”
“That about
sums it up.” Sam added.
“Right
yourself, sailor!” Commander Dickerson got very serious and very stern “This is
a serious situation and a very serious problem.” She barked “You will do your
duty and you will stay with it no matter what!”
She glared at both of them “Is that understood?”
“Ma’am, yes
Ma’am” both Tim and Samantha barked out in unison.
“Good! Back to the mission…” She shifted back to an
even tone.
“Alright, who
is the Operations Officer this time?” Sam was curious.
“We don’t
know yet. There is a transport that will
be here about 1400 with whoever it is on it.”
“That
doesn’t sound good.” Tim grimaced.
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