Enterprise Engineering
2:08 PM
"How much longer will it take us to reach them?" Scotty asked breathlessly.
"Another fifteen minutes, sir," a Lieutenant said.
Fifteen minutes.
Fifteen minutes was too long. Far too long. Every second's delay meant a greater chance
of finding nothing left of the Saratoga but smoking ashes.
"More power, dammit! We need more speed!"
"Sir, if we go any faster we'll fly the core apart!"
Scotty whirled on him, eyes wild. "FLY IT APART THEN! MORE POWER! NOW!"