"Ambassador Royac, take Tactical." Nechiev ordered, I want us to come in firing! "Ambassador Tobias, take Engineering. Don't let the shields fail!"

"Aye, ma'am!" they both did as ordered.

"Picard, ETA?"

"Now, Marshal." The streaking stars of high warp came to a dead stop as a battlefield rapidly came to view.

"Ma'am, we may have a problem." Winters stared at her display, "The USS Geneva is here."

"I thought it was a myth! Something Starfleet said to scare us!" Picard spun.

Nechiev stared at the distant Geneva, then at the rest of the battlefield, "We'll take care of Geneva later, lock on the closest ship and open fire!"

Across the battlefield on the Destiny's bridge, Edwards let out a cheer, "It's the Enterprise, and a fleet of Zeon, Cardassian, and Romulan ships! About seventy of them!"

"That means the Federation isn't far off… and has seventy ships coming." Talara seemed discouraged.

"Hey, blue girl, cheer up. There is still hope." VonBach, as much as he'd never admit it later, tried to make Talara feel better.

"Thanks, pinkskin." Talara smiled over her shoulder, "It means something that you're willing to lie to make a person you hate feel better."

"You're welcome." VonBach smiled, tapping the 'Fire' button on his display.

"How touching, in a disturbed way." Starwind laughed, "Lock onto Riker's ship."

"The three big reactors on the bottom power the weapons grid. The middle one is highly charged." Edwards reported.

"Firing quantum torpedoes!" VonBach smiled. As the torpedoes hit, the Patton-class's lower hull blew away, soon taking the rest of the ship with it.

"Wasn't the report that Roger McKay served aboard that ship?" Talara asked.

"The crazy dude who sent us here?" VonBach asked for clarification.

"Yeah." Talara replied.

"Enterprise is hailing." Edwards informed his captain.

"On screen." The battle was replaced by rhe Enterprise's bridge, with Nechiev front and center. "Marshal."

"Captain, you made quick work of the invasion force." Nechiev smiled, "These ships are gone. Except maybe Geneva."

"One of your insiders, Tom Paris, is preparing to take the Geneva." Starwind reported.

"Right, Aspire's all clear now, VonBach." Edwards smiled

"Light her up, Mister VonBach." Starwind ordered. Two torpedoes struck the Aspire, blowing it to peices, "Hope Tommy-boy don't mind."

"Good work, Captain." Nechiev smiled "By the way, we found something of yours. Check the ship at these coordinates."

"It's Stragger!" Edwards exclaimed.

"Now you three get the hell out of here before the Federation reinforcements arrive. This is our war now." Nechiev ordered.

"Ma'am, these three ships, Destiny, Normandy, and Stragger, have an agreement with you. To help you. Remember? You need all the help you can get?" Starwind smiled, "We aren't going anywhere."

"I though all you wanted to do was stay alive and go home?" Nechiev replied.

"The conditions have changed. We've made our make on your universe. Let's make it memorable. We all want high schools on your Earth named after us, okay?" Starwind smiled.

"Thank you, Vic. Enterprise out." Nechiev's image was replaced by a debris field. The Geneva flew into the visible area of the viewer.

"Geneva hailing. It's Captain Paris." Edwards smiled.

"Put him through." Starwind smiled, "Ah, Captian, glad to see you have command."

"It helps that I oversaw crew assignments to this ship." Paris smiled, "The Federation fleet will be here shortly, Captain, so watch out. Then again, if I know Aleena, and I like to pretend I do, she's got a plan."

"Let's hope." Starwind smiled.

"Geneva out." Paris' image disappeared.

Edwards looked up from his desplay, now beeping. "They're here."

"Is this what the Dominion felt like at the end of the war?" Talara asked.

"God I hope so. Makes it that much more of a sweet victory." Starwind watched the number of ships come out of warp.