Camina didn't move. She kept her gun trained on the man standing in front of her.
The dead man moved up next to the other man quietly.
"Camina, I know this is a lot but please put down the gun and listen" Miller asked fist raised in a Belter greeting.
Camina scowled. "Pashang, fuck you in non-belter. Never use my first name. Your supposed to be long dead. According to Holden your also part of the ring" Camina snapped with the tip of her index finger touching her thumbs inner side creating a circle between the two while her other three fingers were straight, giving Miller the Belters version of the middle finger.
Miller snorted. "Alright Captain Drummer, no need to get nasty. I initially thought I had died in the ring as well but it turned out I had been transported to a rigid space or what The Doctor called a "time paradox" and they found me" Miller said trying to calm the angry captain down.
Camina listened intently. After all she had been through she actually believed the detective. She lowered her gun but didn't put it in its holster.
"Now that we are all friends shall we go make more?" The Doctor asked excitedly as he headed towards the ladder.
Camina shrugged, holstered her gun and led them up the ladder.
**Earth**
Secretary General Chrisjen Avasarala paced in her office. Her bodyguard, Cotyar Ghazi watched from the door way. He knew not to bother her while she was pacing.
Suddenly she stopped. The sound of footsteps heading their way made her nervous. She sat down behind her desk and Cotyar stood in-between her and the open door.
Two men walked in. Cotyar didn't move from his position and didn't let the men enter any further.
She could tell immediately that they weren't human or anything they had ever met before.
She smiled. "It is rude to just come uninvited" she said with authority mixed with a hint of Malice.
"Terribly sorry to bother you madam secretary but their is an ancient threat and we are here to help" the taller of the men said.
"Fuck" Avasarala said and leaned back. "We just got done with an ancient threat that almost wiped us all out. Cotyar, let the two men through but please keep an eye on them" she said gesturing to the seats in front of her desk.
Cotyar moved, letting the two men pass but as they moved past him, he moved so his eyes and his gun was trained on the back of their heads.
The two men sat down. Again the taller one spoke. "We are from a race called the Time Lords. An enemy of ours, The Daleks have come to take advantage of the chaos. They have taken a ship called The Behemoth" the man said with little empathy.
"Dammit" Avasarala said loudly. "So, get your fucking lazy asses out of my office and go and take care of this and save those people" Avasarala growled.
"We have sent one of our best to help but he will need all the help he can get. He has made contact with the crew of a ship called The Rocinante but they will need more then one ship to take care of this threat" the shorter man said.
"God dammit not that damn crew again" Avasarla said and Cotyar nodded in agreement.
Taking a deep breath and leaning back Avasarala said "fine we shall help but I'm contacting the leaders of Mars and The Belt before we make any movements. Make yourselves comfortable this may take awhile". She then snapped her fingers and a couple of women came in and led the two men to a set of quarters leaving Avasarala and Cotyar alone.
Cotyar took a deep breath and slid into one of the now empty chairs in front of Avasarla's desk. "Why is it always the damn Roci crew" Avasarala groaned handing Cotyar a drink. "Because they can't keep themselves out of trouble" Cotyar said and the two toasted to that.
**Tycho Station**
Throwing back a drink, Fred Johnson listened to the message from the Secretary General. He sighed and then laughed.
"Ah the Roci crew is going to get us all killed one day. Thank god Camina and Ashford are there to make sure they don't" he said to the empty room as he polished off another glass.
He sent back his agreement to help the best he could and then closed his eyes. He was feeling his age but life went on. Smiling to himself, he allowed for whatever sleep he could get to wash over him.
**Mars**
Lady Casey Kamal walked the hallways of the MCRN building. She had listened and listened again to the message sent by The Secretary General.
She would normally have done this in the government building but this involved deploying the navy and like many others, she was a little nervous doing so.
They had a tendency not to listen to their superiors. But, her brother was on The Roci and since once again it seemed to be the center of everything, she wanted to help.
Wishing she hadn't given up drinking, she slid into her chair. She knew the generals outside her office were awaiting her answer.
Taking a deep breath, she sent the Secretary General her answer. Mars would of course help but the navy would be on a short leash. Any leader on any side that feels their overstepping their boundaries can report it straight to her and it would be dealt with.
**Somewhere in the Belt**
Anderson Dawes was listening to the whole thing with a mysterious figure next to him.
They talked in whispers as they watched the monitors blink to life with the battalions being formed.
"This will be a lot of fun. Our union will see the end to our enemies" Dawes said. They mysterious stranger stayed silent but Dawes could feel his excitement as well.