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Garibaldi sat stoically in the interrogation room as General Tokar paced in front of him. Though the general was speaking , the human wasn't listening. It was just hours after the semi-successful escape attempt. Garibaldi called it semi-successful because even though he had gotten caught , the kids who had been with him were now on their way to Babylon 5. As the alien continued to ramble , the human continued to ignore him. Only when Tokar slammed his hands down on the table between them did Garibaldi finally look at him.
"What do you want from me? I'm not telling you anything," Garibaldi said calmly.
"You just may. You see ,I have just signed your death warrant. You are to be executed in four days , unless you give me the information I need. Take him away!" Tokar snarled with and evil smile.
Garibaldi didn't respond as the guards took him back to his cell.
Ivannova enter Sinclair's , not quite sure how to place the request she'd just received from a small group of ships. She cleared her throat and Sinclair looked up from the reports in front of him.
"Sir , you aren't going to believe this but we've got a message for you from a small group of ships," she said.
"A group?"
"Fifteen fighters and small passenger ship. The captain of the passenger ship seems to be the one in charge. He said that he has a message for. "
"What kind of message?"
"I don't know . He wouldn't tell me. He just said it was important and that he needs to speak to you in person."
Sinclair stood and together he and Ivannova hurried to greet their guests. They arrived just in time to see the oddest group they had ever seen. There were at least thirty young people from several race they had never seen before. One of them , a young man, stepped forward. He had shoulder length red hair and bright gold eyes. A silver horn protruded from his forehead. He carried a bag which he set down on the floor.
"Are you Commander Sinclair?" He asked.
"Yes I am. And you are?" Sinclair answered.
"I am T'Challa, " he said.
"Commander Ivannova said that you have a message for me."
"Yes ,sir. Firstly , I would like you to know that I am a political prisoner in my part of the galaxy , as are the people you see behind me. We come seeking sanctuary," T'Challa said, nervousness creeping into his voice.
Sinclair was startled for a moment. This young man was asking him for asylum ; not only for himself but for thirty others as well. He looked at the drawn faces of thirty young people.
"Granted. Is there anything else?" Sinclair asked, as the young people began to whisper in excited voices.
T'Challa took a deep breath. He reached into and pulled out the ripped and torn uniform of an Earth Force security officer.
"There was a human who helped us escape. We never learned his name. It was his idea to take the fighters and transport and come here. He told me not to go back form him if he was captured so I did not. He told me to give this to you if he was captured. He said that you would understand," T'Challa answered.
Sinclair took the uniform He understood exactly what this uniform meant : Garibaldi was alive. He turned to Ivannova.
"Commander, I want you to find this kids rooms and fresh clothes. Afterwards I would like you to bring T'Challa to my office," he said.
Ivannova nodded the affirmative, told the kids to follow her and lead them off. Normally ,something like this would annoy her a bit ,but not today. She too had understood what the uniform meant.
Garibaldi had set his plan in motion as soon as night had fallen. Two days had past and he'd spent the entire time planning. He picked the cell's lock and slipped out. He slipped down the hall as quietly as possible. He remembered the way to the landing port. He slipped past a sentry ,knocked out three guards and made it to the launch pad. He climbed into his fighter. He fired up the engines and took off before anyone had a chance to respond.
Before he could be stopped , Garibaldi and his fighter had left the atmosphere. Making a beeline fore the jump gate , he began to put in the coordinates for Babylon 5. Suddenly , weapon's fire exploded around him. Seven enemy fighters had caught up to him. Cursing under his breathe , Garibaldi realized his weapon's system was partly shot. He had a few torpedoes but that was all. Then he got an idea. It was a risk but it was one he had to take . He pushed his fighter as fast as it could go , then he launched all but four torpedoes. The jump gate flared to life and Garibaldi shot through it. The jump gate closed just as the torpedoes hit, obliterating the gate.