Lauren looked at the milling group of people on the flight deck and wondered how she was supposed to organize them into a cohesive crew. Figuring the best way was to be direct and not condescending she looked over the list of specialties on her clipboard and walked back to the group. Maybe if she got the Fleet personnel to help out with the crew it'd work out. She jumped up on the box that she'd been leaning on before and almost kicked her pipe back off it. She looked at the pipe and chuckled a bit.

"Hey everyone! Can I have your attention please?" After they'd turned to her and quieted down she realized that coming off as a Fleet honcho was probably not the best way to get these people to be sympathetic to her so she dropped the clipboard and put a smile on her face. "Okay folks, I'm not here to blow hot air up your skirts. The situation is bad and it's going to get worse. It has been confirmed that the Cylons are attacking the colonies in force. They are using nukes and apparently they are aiming for mass destruction."

She let that sink in a moment. "Most of you know that this ship is currently very understaffed. What staff we do have here is being led by Admiral Cain who had not left for leave yet. She is a very capable leader and if anyone can get us through this mess in one piece she can. So in order for us to find out exactly what is going on dirtside, we need to go back to Caprica. Admiral Cain feels that if that happens we will be attacked by the Cylons so we need to get these Vipers in the air to defend ourselves. So that means that the task of getting them ready is up to us. I know you all can do this and I need your help to make it work. Can I count on you?"

The loud cheer that rose from the group told her everything she wanted to know. "Okay then, everybody that is regularly assigned as deck crew I need you to lead everyone else. There aren't a full staff of pilots on board anymore but the ones we do have are ready to go kick some Cylon ass!"

Lauren left the operations on the deck to the tall blonde haired man who's name was Peterson and went looking for Captain Taylor. She found him outside CIC and he motioned her over to his side. Lauren surveyed the group of people he was speaking to and realized with a start that Admiral Cain was one of them.

"So when we get there, we've got almost four full squadrons worth of pilots left. The batteries are armed and ready and we should be able to pull the comm signals together pretty quickly." This came from a stern looking man who was apparently the XO.

"Very good Colonel. Captain Taylor what have you got for me?" Cain asked turning to face them.

"Well as Colonel Sanders said, the pilots are ready to go. This is Lieutenant Baker sir and she's been organizing the flight deck for us. Perhaps she can shed some light on that situation."

Lauren saluted the Admiral and the XO and cleared her throat. "Sirs, the flight deck was severely understaffed. Most of the crew down there is from Scorpion but they are pulling together nicely and your Vipers will be ready to go."

"Very good Lieutenant. You're not one of mine are you?"

"No sir. I'm from Scorpion."

"The lieutenant is also a pilot Sir," Taylor added. "I think she'll be of great assistance to us."

"Right. Good initiative there Lieutenant. I'd like you to aid Captain Taylor in the attack. You've obviously got a good head on your shoulders and I can use good people. Carry on." The Admiral's praise was welcomed but it didn't quite make Lauren feel as good as it should. She saluted the group and turned to leave. Taylor saluted and turned to follow her but the Admiral stopped him. "Captain Taylor, you are now my CAG by the way. Congratulations."

"Thank you sir!" he grinned and saluted her again.