Commander Benjamin Sisko sat in his office, staring at his officers. The Cardassian architecture made him have to look atop everyone's heads rather then their faces as he stared out the window. Major Kira Nerys was walking around the bridge, inspecting everyone's work, and making a few young ensigns currently on Ops duty a little nervous. Chief O'Brien was not at Ops at the moment, repairing something or other. Lieutenant Jadzia Dax was at her science console inspecting her readings. Some ensigns Sisko didn't know were nervously tapping away at their respective consoles.
The Ops doors slid open with a slight reluctance, it seemed. Maybe that's what O'Brien was fixing, Sisko thought. But that thought was quickly abolished when Constable Odo walked briskly in and heading up the stairs to Sisko's office. Perhaps he was going to make his 4th complaint of the day about Quark. Odo walked into Sisko's office.
"Commander," Odo said in an urgent tone.
"Yes, Constable?" Sisko said with a repressed yawn. The day had been going by slowly.
"We seem to have a ship docked at Docking Pylon 3 without anyone on the security team notified. The airlock won't open, and no one has even come out," stated Odo.
This got the bored commander's attention. He tapped his commbadge. "Sisko to Dax," Sisko said, with a concerned look towards Odo.
"Dax here, Commander," said the Trill.
"Have our sensors detected any ship passing by or approaching within the past hour? Or any trace of a ship?"
"No obvious signs, Ben, but I'll check for any warp signatures and other traces," Dax replied.
"Good. Sisko out."
"Okay, Constable, dispatch a security team and a technician and go hotwire the airlock open. Treat them as if they are hostile, but don't fire unless they make any threats towards you."
"Aye, Commander," said Odo.
Strange, Sisko thought. Odo usually doesn't say "Aye."