Chris was looking at his agents web of information. He had made some sort of connection between the Kzinti and the abandonned station but what he didn’t like is now there are Augments. He had to keep his agent safe. I mean he was on a massive Starbase it is not like before when he was in the field. He is going to have him follow his orders as usual.

Turning his attention to his orders now.

“I agree T’vrel, we have to find this madwoman, we cannot allow the Kzinti to fall to foreign influence.” Chris paused.

“Very well, if you need back up contact the Edmund Hillary, the CO has been forwarned.” T’vrel made the Vulcan Salute and shut the channel before Chris could object or offer anything. He looked at the Chronometer, put his hands behind his head and leaned back into the chair. It was 2200 hours, only two more hours to go. They had arrived at Station 142 where Captain Thurston invited the whole crew over. Chris stayed back and sent Abby in his place. Walking the corridors from his Ready Room to the Bridge, he encountered a large brawly woman with the Lieutenant Insignia, a Klingon with Ferengi Ears?

“You must be Talat. Meila speaks so highly of you.” Chris offered his hand.

“Captain, sir.” she snapped into a ceremonial attention.

“That’s fine Lieutenant, why aren’t you with the rest of the crew?” Chris asked.

“I heard there was going to be Klingon Diplomats there, and well, they do not look too kindly to Klingon Ferengi Hybrids.” she said looking down.

“You are still a member of my crew.” Chris said softly. He grew a little agitated, he felt everyone should look past whats on the outside and look on the inside.

“It is okay Captain, it gave me time to unpack. Now I am looking forward to going to get to know my station.” she smiled.

“Alright Talat. Come on.” Chris shuffled onto the bridge.