Homefire #65"
By: Ian Hunter, Commanding Officer, [PC]
Teilani Dane, Chief Medical Officer, [PC]
Melissa Jarvis, Chief Security Officer, [RNPC]
Samantha Carter, Security Officer, [RNPC]

Stardate: 58209.21 2259

Jarvis, flanked by two security personnel entered the transporter room as the transporter operators, Lieutenant Simons and Ensign Martinson were finishing their scans of the transporter buffer.

Simons acknowledged her with his report, "Ma'am buffer patterns match the Captain, the Dane and Carter." He paused, "The scanner indicates a human female, no weapons approximately 20 years in age."

Jarvis nodded, "Let's see who came along for the ride."

As the transporter beam released them, Hunter drew a breath. It was refreshing to breath the ship's air once again.

He stepped down off the pad followed by the others.

"Melissa," said Hunter in an unusually informal tone, "please assign Natasha" he said saying her name with emphasis, "VIP quarters. Restricted to Quarters."

As he spoke, he turned toward Natasha, who looked like she was ready to erupt in protest.

"...and the rest of deck 10."

"Yes captain," said Jarvis. She faced Natasha, and gestured toward the door. "I will be happy to give you a tour of deck 10 while Operations arranges for your quarters."

Natasha stared at Jarvis for a long moment. "Very well," she said and followed Jarvis out of the transporter room.

He watched as they left, and turned to Dane and Carter, "Good job. Mission accomplished. Debriefing at 1000 tomorrow."

"Aye Sir." Carter replied and turned to Teilani. "Glad to be back home Doc?"

Teilani nodded. "Yes.. it was nice there but I realise I don belong there anymore. And then this.." she said patting her leg..which caused a small dust storm flying through the room.

"I would give everything for a real shower.." she said as both her and Carter walked out transporter room.

Sam nodded. "It really get into every where... " she said with a smirk.

As the door closed, Simons peered over the transporter console at the red tracks leading across the room.

"Pretty good Ensign," he said, "But next time, leave the dirt in the buffer."