The Whitestar jumped out of hyperspace above Minbar. John, feeling very refreshed after some sleep, a shower, and food, was sitting in the captain's chair. "Status?" he asked.
Marcus waved his hands over the controls. "It's as we thought, the long range communication satellite was destroyed. It appears to have been hit by the weapons of a Minbari war cruiser. It'll probably take a while for them to repair it." As he continued scanning, he noticed the pattern of craters that pocketed Yedor. "Captain, initial scans show what appears to be an attack against Yedor." He brought the images up on the screen. "There are no other ships in the area. Whoever did this is long gone."
John gasped as he saw the devastation of the city. "Delenn wasn't there, was she?"
"Negative. The temple of Varenni is in Tuzanor. Setting course."
Back in the infirmary at Tuzanor, Delenn was dreaming.
John, come find me. I miss you love. Then, she saw him. He was looking all over for her. Delenn! He called out. She tried to reply, but her voice was silent. She ran to him, but she never got any closer. He was always too far away. She tried to flail her arms to get his attention, but he never saw her. She tried for what seemed like an eternity. He just continued searching for her, but never once did he see her.
John! she thought pitifully, please, look at me! I'm right here! Please!
He didn't acknowledge her silent plea. Defeated, Delenn fell to her knees and wept.