Two Ships are always better than one Cameron said excitedly in the mess hall the next day, after being under cloak for the remainder of the previous. Samoan had ordered all personnel to keep to themselves encase transitions of any kind went astray and Voyager caught on and discovered they were being followed. Precautions had to be taken. The reason behind it all stayed secret among bridge officers. The stories behind it all however had been spread around the ship and all aboard were used to their duties to contribute. Two ships were being advanced upon without either of them knowing. The plan was to form an alliance with the ship, well, in this case two. Voyager's tractor beam had been towing another federation ship at its rear without the Falisity knowing, I guess you could say, they see it only fair.
"How far are they in front Cam?" Lucy called from her centre seat, Samoan being absent, 'the captains chair'
"I'd say at least 500km" Cameron whispered quickly as she had been talking in hushed voices to her comrade Clair in the seat next to her.
"Melina, how close are they?" The next question was finished but its answer didn't come.
"Erm Lucy, they've stopped....I think they found us...." Cameron Blurted out, as Samoan stepped onto the bridge.
"Report, anything new? Samoan called from the entrance of the turbo lift.
"They're picking up a ship they're scanning the area...." Melina called demandingly
"Relax, they won't find us, neither ships will, we're too advanced" Becci interfered.
"They found them, the ship we called for, they......fired...." Clair reported spinning on her chair slowing down as she reread her speech in her head.
"Open a channel Cam" Samoan had motioned Lucy to shift over onto her own seat and placed herself in her own chair
"But you said..."
"Do it...."
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"Channel open"........