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Wolf 359 Memorial, Wolf 359, Earth year 2285
The USS Lexington NCC – 1709 on patrol
"Pug, I want you to run a sensor sweep of the graveyard, make sure that no one is grave robbing."
"Aye Aye Captain Ben."
Gilead Ben Zoma rolled his eyes at Pug Joseph's over-fawning statement. Having served with Zoma for almost forty years, Pug was able to get away with it.
Noises of confusion shook Zoma out of his reverie. "Pug?"
"Captain Ben, someone is in the graveyard. Sensors detected them, but…"
"We don't do 'but…' Pug." Commander Cadwallader, Zoma's executive officer interjected.
"They're gone."
"They're gone?"
"Did we at least get detailed sensor scans?"
"Yes Captain Ben."
"I want both you and them in my ready room in fifteen minutes ready for a full briefing on that ship."
Twenty-Five minutes later, the Lexington was racing home to Earth at flank speed.
Wolf 359 Memorial, Wolf 359, Earth year 2285
The USS Lexington NCC – 1709 on patrol
"Pug, I want you to run a sensor sweep of the graveyard, make sure that no one is grave robbing."
"Aye Aye Captain Ben."
Gilead Ben Zoma rolled his eyes at Pug Joseph's over-fawning statement. Having served with Zoma for almost forty years, Pug was able to get away with it.
Noises of confusion shook Zoma out of his reverie. "Pug?"
"Captain Ben, someone is in the graveyard. Sensors detected them, but…"
"We don't do 'but…' Pug." Commander Cadwallader, Zoma's executive officer interjected.
"They're gone."
"They're gone?"
"Did we at least get detailed sensor scans?"
"Yes Captain Ben."
"I want both you and them in my ready room in fifteen minutes ready for a full briefing on that ship."
Twenty-Five minutes later, the Lexington was racing home to Earth at flank speed.