"Shields are down!"
"Casualty reports coming in from all decks!"
The bridge was in tatters, pieces of bulkhead and console littered the floor, and small fires were burning in a number of places. At least half the crew were dead or dying, the rest injured to varying degrees. It was not a pretty sight.
As the ship was fired on yet again, Captain Sisko was thrown from the console where he was working to the back of the bridge. Struggling to get back up, he looked over at the station on his left.
"How much longer?" he shouted across the noise of the fire extinguishers and the others' screaming.
"Two minutes!" came the reply from the girl, frantically punching in commands. "But it's not going to work unless we get to the coordinates!"
"Acknowledged!" Sisko changed course, instead heading for the helm, where Lieutenant Nog had been knocked unconscious. At least, he hoped that was what he was...
"I'm almost done!"
"We've lost impulse!"
"Then use thrusters! It's not that far!"
Sisko maneuvered the ship into position, avoiding another hit on the way. "I can't keep her stable for long!"
"Just a few more seconds...got it!"
Sisko looked back one last time. "Good luck!"
Victoria gave him the thumbs up, smiled, and touched the console. Then she vanished.
But the battle raged on...
