*** Bridge * USS Chimera *** LtCmdr Summers sat in the XOs chair waiting. It seemed to her that she had been waiting an age, though it wasn't that long since Ens Dexter had informed her that the Warbird had cloaked. Rangi wasn't an impatient woman. Certainly it was true that she liked things organised and running efficiently and had little time for slap dash work....but she had patience to let things take their course...to wait long hours for results. But this type of waiting was different, there was too much silence. She tapped her fingers on the chair arms, fast, slow, then faster again, intermittent bursts, like some type of code. "Lieutenant Foster.." Her quiet voice caused more than the named officer to look round at her. "Ma'am?" he said simply. "Is there any sign of them?" Foster shook his head "No Ma'am...just the two traces of debris...nothing else." He waited for her to speak and after a few moments she replied: " Continue scanning." he turned back to his station and Rangi watched his measured movements and careful study,noticing the tightening of his lips now and then combined with a frown of concentration. The debris was not conclusive enough to make her believe the shuttle was destroyed. There was too little of it in her opinion but at that distance and with the asteroid field so thick, detailed scans were impossible.She thought it more likely that it was damaged but had landed. "Ensign...the Warbirds position please" Dexter twisted around to answer her. "There's no change ma'am" he said quickly " I have completed a second tachyon scan." Glancing up at the view screen Rangi said. "If that ship decloaks we must be ready to transport them out." She looked back at Dexter. "Yes ma'am" he nodded fervently and turned away. It was one thing they hadnt expected Rangi thought as she leaned back in her chair. {We didnt count on the fact that it might cloak...but what are they doing?......are they planning to retaliate for the damage they think we caused? No...they wouldnt...not this close to the planet.....but on the other hand....} Her fingers began a fast tap and then stopped. {If we cloaked they couldnt attack us....but then Shane couldnt transport back even if he had the chance....but we could search for the shuttle undetected.....whats best to do?} Dexter glanced at the commanders fingers and wished very much she wouldnt keep making the tapping sound. "Lieutenant...go to yellow alert...and prepare to raise shields." she said still running a scenario through her minds eye. {We'll play them at their own game. We'll wait thirty minutes and hope that Shane can somehow contact us at least...after that...we will see....} *** End Log *** LtCommander Rangi Summers CMO/AXO USS Chimera