Reed's Perspective:
"Sir, there's a shuttle pod leaving the Andorian vessel." Reported the current shift's helmsman.
"On screen" commanded the Lieutenant. Whatever foul play the Andorians were plotting-, Reed gripped the edge of his chair till his knuckles turned white, he would make them pay dearly for it. For this entire scenario, he'd make them pay dearly.
Ensign Sato wore a befuddled expression, "Sir the shuttle craft is sending us an encoded message, it's Starfleet".
This could be a trick, there was no way of knowing how much information had been extracted from the Commander.
"Visual?"
"No Lieutenant, audio only".
Reed nodded, his sleep deprived brain struggling to comprehend their situation. "Put them on".
The entire bridge crew listened intently as the static cleared and a voice emerged, "Tucker to Enterprise, respond Enterpri-"
The static resumed, and whatever jubilance had been gained was shortly lost. "Sir, the Andorians are firing on the shuttle!"
Reed was out of the chair in an instant, the motion helped him think, and stay awake. "Helm, put us between the Kumari and their pod. Ensign Sato, get me a channel with the Andorians, Tactical prep torpedoes and phasers."
A chorus of affirmatives echoed on the bridge. A bit of pride worked its way onto Malcoms carefully sculpted face, this crew could sit around lazily without any type of regulations when Mr. Tucker was in charge. But it was good to know that when it was necessary, he could count on them come hell or high water.
"No response Lieutenant." Came Hoshi's voice.
So be it, thought Malcom, they would show these bastards just what the Enterprise was capable of.
He addressed the crewman standing at the science station, "Do we still have any of the probes intact?"
"Yes Sir, four remaining, should I advise bay crews?"
They had dismantled a number the advanced probes that had magically appeared in the launch bay, in hindsight they probably should've left more. But right now what was needed was had, and was definitely going to get utilized.
"Yes Ensign, and tell them to set it for EMP controls".
Her affirmative was in the background as crewman Reykoh spoke from the weapons station.
"Sir if we detonate that the radius will definitely encompass the Kumari's shuttle".
Damn, things had been starting to seem too easy. "Suggestions?"
The young man went into his theory with vigor, an amount detestable to one in such a mood as Malcom.
"If we open the shuttle bay doors and match our position to a thirty degree angle compared to theirs, we should have enough time and maneuverability to match their course, whatever the variance might be."
Reed wasn't going to even ask how he had figured that out, or if it would actually work. No need to look incompetent in front of his bridge crew, and he was just too tired to think of anything better.
"Do it" he ordered, just barley fighting back a yawn…