Allies "
By: Jeff Westfall, Tactical Officer, [PST]
Jonathan Wright, Executive Officer, [PC]
Ian Hunter, Commanding Officer, [PC]

Stardate: 58205.26 1300

Wright sat at his bridge station. Security was conducting drills and Wright was watching the report scroll across his console. He liked what he was seeing. He felt confident that security would be battle ready. His thoughts were interrupted by an alarm sounding from the tactical station. Wright looked at Hunter who was seated in the command chair.

Hunter leaned forward, "Westfall, status?"

"Captain, I show three Klingon ships de-cloaking....the tactical database identifies them as...2 K'vorcha class ships and one K'Tinga, no weapons signatures detected, Sir".

Wright again looked at the captain, "Were you expecting any Klingons to join us sir?"

Hunter cleared his throat and shook his head.

Westfall interjected, "Captain, we are being hailed sir, the signal matches bilateral encryption protocols".

"Very well Westfall, on screen."

A burly face of Max, their former exchance XO filled the screen. "Good to see you again," he began, "The Klingon High Council has sent us to offer our assistance." The big Klingon smiled.

Hunter smirked at the Max, "The Counsel's offer is greatly appreciated." "Four more ships will rendesvouz with your battlegroup at sector 5001. Once we have assembled we will meet on your ship to review the tactical situation."

Hunter nodded, "contact us when you are ready, and Max, on behalf of the Alliance...thanks."

Max smiled again, "D'Kuul out."

As the screen went black, Hunter turned to Wright and Westfall, "well, that is good news."

"Indeed it is," answered Wright.

"OPs, ETA" asked Hunter. Ops replied "26 hours and 27 minutes, Sir."

"Helm, steady as she goes." said the Captain.