=/\= Hours after Battle =/\= The USS Spock, a Medical vessel, hailed the pod. "This is the USS Spock. Prepare for transport" The entire escape pod was transported, into a cargo bay. The cargo bay was filled with security and medical personnel. Security was to make sure that none of the pods were Jem-Hadar ambushing pods. Acheson walked beside this mysterious woman he glimpsed in the pod. "Hi. I'm Tyler. Who are you?" She was bewildered from the whole episode, but looked at Acheson with conviction. "I'm Amanda O'Donnel. You must be Tyler Acheson, the XO." He smiled. "How did you know that?" "We met when I transferred a month ago." Acheson thought back a month ago. He was seeing a civillian on the Atlanta, one Cynthia Miller. He wouldn't have been looking then. "Would you like to go to the Lounge with me?" "Ok." Acheson and O'Donnel walked to the Spock's crew lounge, where they ordered meals and began to talk. "So how long have you been in Starfleet?" Acheson sighed: "10 years." "I've been here 4; I was in Medical school after I graduated from the Academy." They finished the meal. O'Donnel prepared to walk away. "Can we do this again sometime?" She smiled: "Sure." He nodded. "All give you a call." "Ok" The two parted company as the Spock headed towards SB Frontier, a makeshift fortification against the Dominion's planned counteroffensive. =/\= END LOG =/\= LtCmdr Tyler Acheson Unassigned _________________________________________________________________ Don’t just search. Find. Check out the new MSN Search! http://search.msn.click-url.com/go/onm00200636ave/direct/01/