"Send Williams a memo of why the lockdown is in place, I have no time for him right now." Catherine growled, her fingers flying over the controls. Now there was a mess on the planet as well, to add to the one on the ship. She felt like requesting a clone of herself to be made, because even the famous female multitasking was starting to fail her here. At least Ariadne was handling the shipboard side, but apparently even she had her plate full as the CMO just pinged, asking directly for her with high urgency. Kat relayed the message, just in time for the ground team to report again.

A bomb. Seriously? Now of all times? "I'm sorry, Miller, we have a situation on the ship and we are under lockdown, noone's getting off. Ask the Alpha Site to send someone. Get the LT into a beam capable area and we'll pick her up." captain replied. Then she thought for a second: "If we can get a lock, we can beam them both into the buffer and transport them out into separate locations." she thought out loud.

Yet another alert interrupted her, this time from the fighters. Quickly ordering the sensors officer to look into it, she was greeted only with the beep signaling a hyperspace window in the vicinity. Growling in frustration, she returned her attention to the ship. “I want some good news people!” “Engines are back at 85%, we can’t do more without a drydock.” “Thank you!”