Lexi patched Kosta's sprained wrist up as Kosta complained about a lack of specialized crisis team. " Create one then," She muttered as she wrapped the medigel infused bandaging that would heal his sprained muscles.

He threw his other hand up, datapad still attached. " I tried. No one wants to work with me and Kandros said we need the people more mobile and not location central,"

" How did you accomplish this again?" Lexi needed to sit down with Scott and review the medical logs that SAM collected for her. She specifically wanted to see who reacted unfavorably to the fauna. Someone already almost died of inhaling a local pollen. That person was relocated to the Nexus promptly and they screened every human for the genetic marker responsible for similar pollen allergies.

" Why? Are you going to tell the Pathfinder?"

" No. But I need to know for your records,"

" Which the Pathfinder will have access to,"

" Protocol protects your privacy, Liam," Lexi reminded him before washing her hands and preparing the incident report. " How or what lead to this injury?"

Eventually Kosta confided that he'd jump jetted between rocky outcroppings and misjudged a landing. Lexi added the injury to a growing list of relatively minor injuries, if one counted broken body parts minor. She glanced up when Scott entered wearing his short sleeved uniform. He switched it every day between the outfits in his limited wardrobe. Scott smiled at her. " Hey, Doc,"

" Ryder," She purred. " You're early,"

He brushed his hand through his hair. " I'll check the emails later. We planted the receiver - well built it. With some help from Tantos and Wells. Took us well over four hours once we had all the equipment on site and then we had to test the receiver and establish the official channel with the Nexus and Podromos-"

She listened to him prattle on with admiration for his ability to see the settling effort to a temporary end. His pride resonated in his low profile boasting " Boosting the Signal I see," She teased him kindly as she prepped a booster shot.

He rolled up his sleeve for her. " You seem to be settling in," His eyes tracked her every step with minute attention. For all the comical, unprofessional relief that Scott practiced, he still mimicked Alec Ryder in many ways.

" Have I ever told you, Scott, that you remind me of my father?"

" No, but I will accept the compliment," She grabbed hold of his arm and turned it vein up. Her eyes focused on his vein as he focused on her still serious expression. He preferred her lack of facial make up. It amplified her beauty. " Do you miss your father?"

" His death isn't as fresh in my memory but I do miss him when I think about the sacrfices he made - along with my mother - to ensure my education," She pulled back the injection implement and waited for the area to reduce temporary stinging. " It must be hard to push ahead knowing your father won't be able to bear witness,"

Rolling his sleeves back down, Scott shrugged off the grief once again. " Not hard. Wish I had his training under my belt," A lot of people would have benefitted from it.

She filed an update on his latest booster. " When you see Peebee, send her here. She needs a physical on record,"

Scott chuckled. " You have better odds of dissuading Drack from killing kett,"

" Scott,"

He put his hands up defensively. " I will direct her," Backing out of the med bay he walked right into Kosta and Cora arguing about how to best set up the defense turrets. Edging around them and to his quarters, he sat down at the desk and checked his email at the personal terminal. Sara left him 10 separate titled emails.

Wish I Could Visit

Just to let you know, Addison is fussing about your choice to make the outpost about science. She felt it was her choice to do so even though SAM and I already established clear lines what is and what isn't Pathfinder specific. Tann isn't much better. He isn't so certain a lack of military presence is safe. We're explorers, not invaders.

Station is quiet ever since Spender learned I was recording him being an ass to people. Turns out Addison ordered him to lay low with the publicity faded. Sad to say I think their plan will work. Everyone is talking about Eos. No one is talking about its experimental status yet. Small blessings.

Wish I were there. It sounds amazing. Please keep me well informed of everything. I can keep Tann from guessing and give Kesh a ray of hope as we gain a greater foothold,

Sara

Shame on You!

You did not tell me that you specifically set up a decontamination zone around the receiver site! Why couldn't you wait till the radiation faded?! I know you're impatient at times but Dad taught you better!

Sara ( Don't even think of apologizing, Jerk)

Scott sighed. One of these days he'd be sending the same email for a different reason.

Nexus Update #1

Got wind of some rumors from Kandros's teams. Supposedly the kett aren't as entrenched as we thought. Their equipment is everywhere and it's all over the place scientifically. The science and medical departments do not know what to make of them. I figured SAM would be of help but his scans are just as unhelpful. Win some - lose some.

Keep an eye out. Supposedly there's a large kett monster out there that can withstand superior fire power and spit acid. I wish we could get a break...could be worse. At least we're not dealing with pirates yet.

Sara

Nexus Update # 2

How's everything?

I demand an update on your adventures. Have you no concern for my curiosity?"

Sara

Scott laughed as he replied to the first mass of emails with the extensive list of tasks that somehow accumulated during his initial rounds of Podromos interviews. He included a copy of Addison's email ordering him to continue a specific list of tasks that he flat out refused to follow at this moment. Addison wasn't his boss and he wasn't going to bow down to her whim and will. He hoped the universe helped him out with Addison because not even Sara tried to 'make nice' with the woman. Let's face it - he needed his twin in his life even if it was long distance communication. He needed to know she'd chew him a new hole if he did anything stupid. He needed a safety blanket, or as Kosta called it, normal.

Lexi already warned him that if he didn't slow down and breathe he would burn out. He couldn't permit a slow in pace for fear of losing the ground they were gaining.

It couldn't hurt to request Sara return to his team. The next email passed to Tann. He needed to pursue the next lead and Sara wanted off the Nexus for adventure.

He bunkered down for the other six emails with Lexi bringing dinner to him and eating with him. " Sara's on a rampage. Apparently there's not enough new research for her to work on and as an explorer she's itching for new sites," He lounged across from her.

She long since grown to care about Scott's well being on a personal level. They bonded during meals and well checks. In that short time, Scott grown to appreciate her groundedness. She reminded him of Sara in some manner and yet her own distinctive character made her different. Whereas Sara exhibited a lack of inhibition when faced with a new discovery, Lexi maintained a levelheadedness. Sara held onto their parent's memory stubbornly while Lexi sought approval through her future choices.

Scott's eyes lingered on her lovely slender form.. She didn't notice as she gazed out over a growing Podromos. " What about you? What makes you itch?"

She smirked. " I want to know why Colonist 4382 almost died of pollen. I want to know why Colonist 3160 developed a rash after using an experimental salve,"

" Oh? And here I hoped you had bigger dreams," He teased. Her valid questions certainly posed a medical mystery equivalent of Sara investigating Remnant pillars.

" Pathfinder, the report was acknowledged, accepted, and Director Tann has prepared Sara for return to the team," SAM interrupted. " When did you wish to retrieve your sister?"

Lexi smiled. " We are nothing without an anchor,"

" How would you like to be my anchor, Lexi?" Scott asked seriously.

She crossed her arms. " Just like that?"

" I'm flexible," Scott cleared his throat. " I'm not a Turian but-" She stood up. " I'm sorry!"

Except she blushed and didn't know what to say. She genuinely liked Scott and didn't want to ruin what they had. She granted him mercy and finally looked at him. " Dinner tomorrow?"

He let out a sigh of relief. " Looking forward to it,"

Once safe in the med bay Lexi sunk down into her chair and couldn't stop smiling.