Ia's Damned have swept through the galaxy like an avenging wind, blowing through the Salik like they were dry leaves. That sort of performance is bound to earn them a bit of infamy. So what happens when they finally get some real R&R?

It is my first story I will constantly update because I have no life if it's not in front of my laptop typing fic.

Ferrar doesn't know what he's doing on a Classified frigate but whatever it is, it's important; upper-echelons important. But when a familiar face reveals itself to his new CO, he has to contend with being an accomplice in an insane ploy to gain the rest of the crew's loyalty. But one moment of trust will put into motion an avalanche of consequences.