Chapter 2

A few minutes later Ivanova entered the general sleeping quarters. Oh no, I forgot about the horizontal beds. I just hope I can sleep, Ivanova thought. Ivanova lay down and was instantly asleep. As she slept, she started to dream. She was in medlab laying in one of the beds. She felt weak. She looked around as best she could and she realized she was back in medlab, when she was dying from half a bridge falling on her doing the war with Earth. She saw Marcus' head lying on her chest. He was barely breathing. She tried to yank the wires out of her arm, but for some reason they would not come. She kept trying until finally Marcus stopped breathing all together and died quietly.
"MARCUS!" Suddenly Ivanova woke up in a sweat, sitting bolt upright, to somebody running down the corridor towards her.
"Susan, Susan; are you okay?" demanded Marcus as he came running in the door of the general sleeping quarters.
"Yes, I'm fine," said Susan, slowly, moving a hand through her long brown hair, nervously. "I just had the worst nightmare. How'd you know I was having a nightmare?" Susan asked.
"It's like I could hear you call me. You sounded desperate, afraid and alone so I came down here as fast as I could run."
"I didn't call you at least I don't think I did. Not unless I did it telepathically, without realizing it."
"So, what was the nightmare about?" When Susan didn't respond right away, Marcus said, "Sometimes it helps to tell someone about it."
Susan sighed then began speaking, "Have you ever had that feeling of deja vu?" When Marcus nodded, she continued. "I was in medlab. You and me; were hooked up to that alien healing device again. Only this time I couldn't get the wires to come out of my arm. You died and that must be when I shouted your name."
"Shh it's okay now," said Marcus, holding Susan gently and stroking her hair. Susan relaxed in his arms and sighed in contentment.
"What time is it anyway?" asked Susan, still relaxing in his arms.
"We're about two hours away from Vina. You slept for over 15 hours straight."
"I must have been really tried to have slept that long," said Susan. "Let's go it's time I got back to the bridge. By the way, have you had any sleep?"
"I came in here and slept for a few hours while you were out," said Marcus.
Susan nodded and they both headed to the bridge just as the alarms began to sound and the ship shook from some kind of blasts. "Ranger Marcus and Captain Ivanova to the bridge we are under attack by raiders," blared, the intercom in Minbari.
"What did it say?"
"We are under attack by raiders and the crew has ordered both of us to the bridge."
"Then let's go," said Ivanova running towards the lift that would take them to the bridge. Marcus was right behind her.
The lift put them both on the bridge a few seconds later and Susan began to give orders the minute he stepped out of the elevator. "Show me the raiders," Ivanova ordered. As Marcus translated Ivanova went and sat down in the command chair. A screen appeared to drop down from the ceiling and showed her the raiders ships. "Open a channel to the raiders," said Ivanova. "This is Captain Susan Ivanova of Babylon 5 too raiders ships. Desist in this attack or we will be forced to use deadly force."
There was no response at first and Ivanova was just about to repeat the message when she got a response. "Negative captain surrender your ship or we will be forced to fire upon you," came, the response.
"Marcus?" asked Susan, turning around to look at him. Marcus knowing what she meant responded immediately.
"They cannot do us much damage unless they have some kind of weapon that, raiders ships do not usually carry." Ivanova nodded and turned her attention back to the screen. "This ship is on a diplomatic mission. Sent by; the president of the Interstellar Alliance. Do not attempt to interfere for if you do, I can make it very difficult for you to stay in business."
The raiders did not respond and continued to come towards the White Star.
"There is high energy coming from their engines, it looks like their fusion reactors are about to blow," said Marcus. "They're going too ramming speed and coming towards us."
"All five of them?" asked Ivanova, tensely.
"All of them," Marcus responded.
"How much damage can they cause to this ship if all of them were to hit us?"
"It would almost certainly damage us heavily," responded Marcus.
"Get us out of the blast range as fast as you can," said Ivanova, clutching the arm rests of the command chair. Marcus translated the order and the ship began to move even faster than it had been going. All five ships blew just as the White Star got out of range of the blasts. Then the ship began to rock as the shock waves from the blasts hit them head on. Finally, all was still as the White Star came to a complete stop. "Damage reports?" asked Ivanova, shakily.
"Minimal damage too all stations nothing the automatic repair systems can't handle," reported Marcus after a moment. "What I want to know is why they blew themselves up just to get to us."
"I would to Marcus, I would to," said Ivanova softly. "Something more is going on here than meets the eye. Continue towards the Vians homeworld, best speed," ordered Ivanova after a moment.
"Aye, aye, Captain," said Marcus, with a smile.
Susan sat back in the command chair, with a frustrated sigh. There had to be something to make them give their lives in a cause they had to know they couldn't win. "You're thinking about the attack, aren't you?" asked Marcus as he came towards her a few minutes later.
"Yeah, I keep thinking that the attack had to have some meaning besides loot," said Susan. "I mean nobody blows themselves up just for the hell of it."
"Very true, there has got to be a reason. We just don't know what it is," said Marcus. He fell silent as one of the Minbari spoke to him. He listened for a second then nodded.
"What did he say?" asked Susan.
"He said that we are approaching the Vians homeworld," said Marcus.
"Send a signal to the Vians and tell them that the diplomatic party has arrived and will be down to meet them in 30 minutes," said Susan.
Marcus gave the order and then they both headed for the docking bay. 5 minutes later their shuttle was launched towards Vina.20 minutes later they landed on a landing pad right outside the city. Marcus exited first with Susan directly behind.
Susan looked around as she stood there waiting for the welcoming committee. "They're late, where is everybody? Wasn't somebody supposed to meet us?"
"Susan while I was training on Minbar to become a Ranger, they taught us such a thing as patience," said Marcus.
Before Susan could respond, the Vians approached. "On the contrary Susan Ivanova, it is you who are late," said a tall, thin Vian with straight bluish gray hair.
Susan blushed to the roots of her hair, realizing they had been listening to her comments. "Sorry if we caused you any inconvenience. We were delayed by raiders."
"Ah yes, raiders and I do believe you have not seen the last of them." Ivanova was just about to give a response when the Vian continued. I am V'ko, this is V'ro, and V'kra."
"Nice to meet you, you already know who I am. This is Marcus Cole. He is part of the Anla'shok or Rangers if you prefer," said Susan.
"Ah yes we have heard of these Rangers. They are called the Soldiers of Light I do believe," said V'ro.
Marcus bowed slowly in response. "I am pleased to meet you."
"Come this way please we will show you and your mate to your quarters," said V'kra. Marcus and Susan both followed the Vians, Marcus carrying their bags.
Susan and Marcus both stopped dead in their tracks as the word mate registered in their conscious minds.
"Mate!" they both exclaimed at once, looking at each other in shock. "We're not married!" exclaimed Susan. As much as I would like to be, Marcus thought.
"Oh, I'm sorry I thought from the way you interacted with each other you had to be married," said V'kra.
"We work together and we're friends nothing more," said Susan, all though the tone of her voice told the elders otherwise. It also told them not to inquire further.
They entered what Susan assumed was the meeting building. They went down a long corridor that took so many twists and turns that Susan was unsure if she could find her way out again. "We only have one room at the moment we thought President Sheridan was only sending one person, instead he sends two. So, you will have to sleep in the same room."
"We'll manage," said Susan. "If there's a couch in our room, then one of us can sleep on the couch and the other one can have the bed." The elders showed then to a door.
"I'll be back in half an hour so we can start discussing the details of us joining the Interstellar Alliance. I'll try to find you some quarters by tomorrow." The Vians left and Marcus and Susan entered their room without another word.
As soon as they got inside Marcus burst out laughing and Susan just looked at him as if he were crazy. "What are you laughing about Marcus? Personally, I see nothing funny about this situation," said Susan, seriously.
"They . . . thought we were . . . married," said Marcus, having trouble getting the words out.
"That was funny wasn't it," said Ivanova letting out a chuckle. "Now if you don't mind, I get the first shower," She headed for what she thought was the bathroom and as it turned, she was right. She went inside and within minutes had the shower running. Marcus, by this time had stopped laughing and just sat back in one of the chairs and relaxed. 10 minutes later Susan stepped out of the shower and got dressed back in her dark blue and silver uniform. She came out of the bathroom with her hair wet and down, "Your turn."
Marcus got up from where he was sitting and went into the bathroom taking his bag with him. A few seconds later Susan heard the shower start. And a few minutes later Marcus came out of the shower. His shoulder length black hair dripping down his back. Suddenly their came a knock at the door, "Enter," said Ivanova as soon as she saw Marcus was dressed.
V'ko entered and both of them got ready to go. "This way I will lead you to the council chamber," said V'ko. "The others are waiting for us."
They both followed the tall Vian out the door and down the same twisting halls that they had come in by.
"Susan," Marcus whispered so that only Ivanova could hear. "Something is wrong here."
"I know I can feel it too," Susan whispered back. "Be on your guard I have a bad feeling about this."
Marcus nodded and his hand went inside his cloak to where the comforting weight of his Minbari fighting pike rested. Suddenly, eight masked Vians jumped out from around the bend in the corridor. At least Susan assumed they were Vians. "Get behind us V'ko," ordered Marcus, pushing the Vian behind him. Marcus' hand went into his cloak and whipped out his Minbari fighting pike. He extended it and started hitting Vians, left and right. Susan realized to his credit he had not asked her to get behind him and had let her join the fight not that much could stop her. Then Susan not wanting to do the Vians any permanent damage left her PPG in its holster and used her fists. Within moments Vians were piled in a heap in the middle of the hallway, unconscious.
V'ko came out from where he had been hiding and went over to pull a mask off one of the assailants face. He gasped as he saw the tattoo of the raven, above the Vians left eyebrow.
"What does the raven mean?" asked Ivanova, peering over V'ko's shoulder.
"It is the symbol of a group of terrorist that do not approve of us joining the Interstellar Alliance," said V'ko.
"So, they tried to kill us since we represent what they hate," said Marcus.
"Yes, and then the Interstellar Alliance would want to know what happened and it might even start a war between us," said V'ko almost sadly.
"Don't worry that will not happen," said Susan. "We will finish those discussions and we will not let a bunch of terrorists stand in the way of your joining the Interstellar Alliance."
They got to the council chambers after V'ko contacted security and the other two elders were waiting for them. The council chamber was a high vaulted room made out of an unfamiliar bluish material. There were colorful banners and flags hung on the walls and ceiling.
"We heard about the attack is everybody okay?" asked V'kra.
"Yes, we are fine," said Marcus.
"Good, then if you are not too tired out from the attack we should get down to business," said V'ro.
Susan and Marcus both sat down in the chairs offered them and the negotiations began. As the discussions went on, Marcus noticed that V'ko was glancing intently at V'kra as she did her speech. He wondered if something was going on between the later the discussions were still going on and Susan was starting to yawn. "Oh, I'm sorry, it must have been a long day for you, why don't I show you to your quarters for the night and we can begin again tomorrow," said V'kra.
"Thank you it has been a long day. It must be after midnight on Babylon 5 by now," said Susan, yawning again as she spoke.
"This way please," said V'kra, gesturing for them to follow in the meeting hall

"You know, maybe we should give the captain a bit if a push where it concerns the Ranger," said V'ko, as all three of them sat around a table drinking hot coffee.
"V'ko I thought you broke the habit of meddling years ago, why start again now?" asked V'kra.
"Because I hate to see anybody put duty before love like Captain Ivanova seems to," said V'ko.
"They will work it out on their own. After all, from what I've seen Ranger Cole is a very persistent man," said V'ro
"Let it lie V'ko, let it lie," said V'kra. V'ko didn't respond at first but finally nodded and sighed in regret.A few minutes later, back in their room

Susan got out of her uniform and into her pajamas and then climbed into the bed. The bed was nice and soft and she was instantly asleep. Marcus on the other hand couldn't seem to get comfortable on the couch. He tossed, he turned, he tried his side, his back, his stomach and he even tried to meditate. Finally, from sheer exhaustion he fell next morning Marcus woke up with a groan, it was still early, but Marcus could sleep no longer on the uncomfortable couch. His back was killing him. He stretched trying to get the kinks out of it. I will never sleep on that couch again. My back would never forgive me if I did, thought Marcus. "Susan," he called into the other room, "it's time to get up."
Marcus heard Susan groan and rise from the bed, then he heard her grumble, "I hate mornings." Then he heard the shower start and a few seconds of silence.
"Susan; are you okay?" called Marcus, in concern after a few minutes of silence.
"Get me some coffee and I'll be okay," called Susan sleepily.
"I'm afraid all the coffee is back on Babylon 5, we don't even know if they know what coffee is," said Marcus.
Susan groaned and began to get dressed trying to wake up as she went along. Just then there came a knock at the door. Marcus opened it to see V'ro standing there with a tray of food. He entered and placed the tray on the table. "I hope you enjoy our hospitality," said V'ro as he turned to leave.
"Stay and eat with us," said Marcus, offering him a chair. V'ro nodded and sat down.
"Is that coffee I smell?" asked Susan coming out of the bedroom dressed in her uniform, wet, brown hair down to her shoulders. She headed over to the table and opened the lid of the pot the smell was coming from. She sniffed, poured herself a cup and drank. "It is coffee though it is awfully strong," said Susan, after taking a sip. She took another sip, grimaced at the taste and added sugar to it. The taste was almost too strong for her taste buds.
"This is the weakest we make," said V'ro.
"It's okay, once you get used to how strong it is. I feel much better now," said Ivanova, almost immediately perking up.
Marcus laughed quietly, "She loves her coffee. Only it's hard to get the real thing on Babylon 5 or any sector of space outside of Earth for that matter."
"We can arrange for you to take some of our coffee back with you to Babylon 5," said V'ro.
"Would you? Thank you, that's the problem with working in space it's hard to get real coffee or certain foods. Which really annoys Garibaldi," added Susan, almost as an afterthought.
"Garibaldi?" asked V'ro.
"Michael Garibaldi, the head of intelligence for the Alliance. He used to be chief of Security of Babylon 5. He was there when the station first opened in 2157. He is also a gourmet cook."
"Ah, when you finish your breakfast we really should be headed towards the council chambers." Susan and Marcus finished eating and got up to go. "You know Susan maybe you should take the couch tonight," said Marcus.
"Why?" asked Susan, as she walked down the; hall.
"Because my back is killing me from lying on that uncomfortable couch all night and it is, only fair you get the same treatment. Or maybe we could share the bed," said Marcus. Susan glared at him and he said no more for he knew he was walking on dangerous ground.
"Oh, that reminds me Mr. Cole we found you another room if you would like I could show it to you a bit later," V'ro, spoke up.
"Yes thank you," said Marcus. At least this way he wouldn't have to sleep on the couch again.A few minutes later they arrived at the council chambers to find the other two elders already seated. Marcus and Susan both sat down and negotiations continued from where they had left off yesterday.
Within no time they were done and Susan said, "Now the only thing left for you to become full members of the Interstellar Alliance is for you to send Dr. Franklin on B5 your medical records. Once it's confirmed that Dr. Franklin has received your medical history, then and only then, do you get full membership in the Alliance," said Susan.
"Why is this; a requirement?" asked V'kra
"One reason is that Dr. Franklin is compiling history on all alien races, so no disease can cross species. Another reason is Stephen just loves to study different biology's to prevent a lot of sickness dominate in that particular species from ever happening again."
"Very well you shall have it. I will send it to B5, but in return we have a request," said V'ko.
"Yes?" asked Susan.
"We would like to go back with you and take a tour of your station," said V'ko.
Marcus and Susan looked at each other and a silent communication passed between them. "Well John did say he wanted to get you to sign on so we agree to your request," said Marcus.
"Good, good, we can be on our way as of tomorrow morning," said V'kra. "Council is adjoined for the rest of the day."
"Would you like to see some of our fair city before you leave?" asked V'ko, just as they got up to leave.
"Yes, that would be fine," said Susan. "From what I saw on my way in it looks like a beautiful city."
"Then I will have a transport ready and waiting in one hour. Mr. Cole I've noticed that jewel you wear what does; it mean?" asked V'ko, just as Marcus turned to follow Susan out.
"This is the pin of the Anla'shok or the Rangers. The; two figures on each side of the pin represent human and Minbari. They join in the middle to signify the joining of the two halves of our souls. The jewel in the middle is called Entil'zha. It means rebirth, beginnings or the dawning of a new age," explained Marcus.
"Thank you for explaining it to me. Come I will show you to your room."
Marcus followed V'ko down the long twisting halls a few minutes later they came upon a door. V'ko opened it and Marcus entered. "I will be back to pick you up in 50 minutes, Captain Ivanova's room is 5 door down same side of the hall.
Marcus nodded and closed the door. He sighed and tried to relax. Why did life have to be so complicated? he asked himself. He knew Susan loved him, but then having a relationship and getting married were two different things. He wasn't sure how she'd react if he asked her to marry him, but he had a bad feeling she would break every bone in his body. But on the other hand, she loved him, she had said so herself on several different occasions. Now if he could just; propose without getting himself killed. As he was thinking about it he fell in Susan's room.

V'ro had left Susan at her door saying he'd pick her up in an hour. She was finally alone in a room that was now her own. Well, it had been hers and Marcus' room. Ivanova went to the bedroom and lay carelessly on the bed. She stretched out in contentment. Ivanova didn't know she had fallen asleep until she awoke with someone next to her. She felt something soft brush up against her ear. Then she heard a soft, seductive whisper, "Susan." Susan reached out with her hand and touched the soft flesh beside her. She felt something cold and wet on the skin that she touched. She got a little bit of the wetness on her fingertips and tasted it. It was only then that she realized it was only water. She squinted; her eyes and looked to see who was beside her and it was only then that the truth was revealed. Marcus Cole lay there beside her, propped up on one elbow. He looked at Susan with his dark eyes full of desire and love.
His chest was bare and he only had on a pair of black pants on his lower half. His hair was wet and it was dripping onto his shoulders causing his chest to be streaked with water droplets. He whispered her name again and Susan whispered, "Marcus?" the word was questioning. His mouth turned up in a boyish smile. Then suddenly he shook his hair causing water droplets to come loose and fall onto Susan, making her exclaim, "Marcus?" anger truly in her voice.
Without a word Marcus pulled her to him and kissed her, cutting off the rest of her words. After a few minutes Marcus pulled away from her slightly and whispered, "Oh Susan."
Susan looked up at him and she too whispered his name, "Marcus." Then Susan grabbed him and they fell back on the bed happily. Susan awoke suddenly to someone banging on the door. Angrily she got up, sad to be disturbed out of the greatest dream of her life. She went to the door and opened it and found herself confronting the one person she did not want to see. Marcus stared at Susan for she was a sight to behold. Her uniform was rumpled and her hair was flung about her shoulders.
"Susan; are you all right?" asked Marcus, in concern.
"Yeah, Yeah, I'm fine," said Susan. "You just woke me up that's all. I was having a good dream. I thought V'ro was going to pick me up."
"I told him I would. He's to meet us in the hall in five minutes," said Marcus. "What was the dream about?" he asked, finally after a few minutes silence.
"None of your damn business," said Ivanova, irritably.
"All right, all right, are you ready to go?"
"Just about, I just need to brush my hair," said Susan turning to go back into her room, but leaving the door open.
Susan came out of her room a minute later and they both started down the hall towards V'ro who was waiting for them.
Susan came out of her room a minute later and they both started down the hall towards V'ro who was waiting for entered a hovering transport a few minutes later. Marcus being the gentleman he was helped Susan entered the transport first. The transport was a sky skimmer made for the atmosphere only and not for deep space. They flew over the city until finally Susan asked, "Is that a marketplace I see? Why don't we stop and do some shopping?"
"I have orders to not land until we are back at the meeting building," said the driver.
"What is your name?" asked Susan.
"D'raka ma'am," said the driver.
"Well, D'raka this is my first time to do some shopping outside of Babylon 5 in almost five years. Have you ever been trapped on a space station unable to take leave, because there's always some new problem cropping up, that you feel only you can handle? And if someone else gets hurt it's your fault and your fault alone?"
"All right, I'll land, but if something happens to you, you do realize whose butt will be on the line?" said D'raka.
"Yes, I'll take full responsibility," said Ivanova.
D'raka sighed and shook his head but landed on a side street. "I'll wait for you here," he said as Susan and Marcus, both stepped out of the vehicle.
"Are you sure this is a good idea? I mean we've already been attacked once in the meeting building. Out here in the open it's like asking people to take a shot at you," said Marcus.
"We'll be careful; besides I haven't had time to do some shopping in a long time and I don't ever pass up a golden opportunity," said Susan. Marcus sighed rolled his eyes and followed her as she walked briskly towards the later

"Are we just about done?" Marcus whined.
"Yes, yes just let me check out these last few stalls," said Susan rolling her eyes in annoyance.
"Susan we are being watched," Marcus whispered into her ear, nodding his head towards an alleyway where a shadowy figure could just be seen.
"Yes I know, but they won't confront us while we are in this large of a crowd. It's when we head back to the sky skimmer that worries me," said Susan.
A few minutes later Susan finished her shopping and they both headed back for the sky skimmer which was at least half a mile away once they got through the crowd. Susan had only bought a couple of outfits but the bags bogged her down as she walked briskly towards their transport. Suddenly they were being pursued by a dozen running figures. Susan and Marcus started to run towards the transport and the driver spotting them coming towards him while being pursued started up the motor and opened the back door for them to climb in. Just as they reached the sky skimmer several shots rang out and they both hurried on board to stop from getting hit. The driver lifted off immediately, even before the car door closed. "Are you okay Marcus?" asked Susan.
"I'm fine, it just got my cape, not actually any flesh," said Marcus. "It's a shame though I just had this cape repaired and here I put another hole in it."
"At least you weren't hurt," said Susan kissing him gently on the lips.
When they broke apart Marcus said, "You know as long as I have you in such a good mood this might be a good time for something I've been meaning to ask you for a while now."
"If it's what I think it is, it will have to wait till we get back aboard the White Star."
Marcus said nothing more on the subject, though Ivanova could tell he was disappointed and as much as she hated to see him sulk this was neither the time nor the place for such matters. When they arrived back at the meeting building they found all three elders waiting for them.
"Ready to go I see. Just let us get our stuff then we can be on our way," said Ivanova as she saw them upon exiting the later aboard the White Star

Ivanova had finally gotten the Vians settled in and was heading to the general quarters to sleep when she ran into Marcus. "Marcus, what can I do for you?"
"Well, you said once we got back on the White Star we could talk and I think it's time we talked," said Marcus, following her as she entered the general sleeping quarters. He was nervous about asking Susan this question. He could face a room full of drunk; men and not feel a bit uncomfortable, but facing Susan Ivanova was like standing in the middle of a thunderstorm and asking lightening not to strike you.
"All right, so talk, then let me get some sleep, I'm bushed," said Ivanova.
They sat down on the edge of one of the horizontal beds together and Ivanova thought, Oh no here it comes. The only question is should I accept?
"Susan," Marcus began. "You know I love you don't you?"
"Yes, of course I do and the answer is yes, I will marry you." said Susan, surprising herself at her answer.
"How'd you know I was going to ask you that and you aren't angry? No arguments, explosions or other violence?" asked Marcus in amazement.
"Of course not, silly I love you and getting married is the next logical step." Marcus heaved a sigh of relief and gently placing a small diamond ring on her finger that he had bought some time ago in the Zocalo.
"So, when should we have the wedding?" asked Marcus.
"Well, we need to inform the President and Delenn first," said Susan.
"Entil'zha will be happy for us," said Marcus.
"So will John and I want a small wedding a few close friends no more," added Susan.
"So, who do you want to invite?" inquired Marcus.
"John, Delenn, Lyta, Zack, Michael, Stephen, G'Kar, Vir, and Londo."
"That about covers who I want to invite," said Marcus.
"Good and I want a simple ceremony," said Susan. "No overdoing it or I might just change my mind." After that they fell silent and just enjoyed each other's company.A few minutes later the alarm klaxon began to sound. "It's the raiders again," said Marcus after listening to the announcement in Minbari over the intercom.
They both rushed to the bridge and Ivanova groaned as she saw how many there were. "I knew they had to have friends and here they are," said Ivanova.
"I bet you half a year's salary that they are part of the same group that attacked us on the planet," said Marcus.
"And I bet you wouldn't be far wrong," said Ivanova.
Suddenly V'ko appeared on the bridge. "Let me talk to them Captain. Too many lives have already been wasted," said V'ko.
Ivanova nodded and said, "Marcus open a channel to the raiders."
"Channel open," said Marcus after a moment.
V'ko said something in his own language and the raiders responded. The exchange went on for several minutes until finally the raiders turned and went back the way they had come. "What is the world did you say to them?" asked Susan.
"Nothing much, now if you'll excuse me," V'ko turned and left leaving Susan and Marcus staring after days later

"Babylon Control this is the White Star requesting permission to dock."
"White Star this is Babylon Control, permission is granted. Welcome home Captain, welcome home."
"Thank you please inform; the president that we have some VIP guests who have requested a tour of the station."
"Acknowledged, C over and out," said David Corwin's voice over the minutes later

Ivanova and Marcus exited the White Star with the elders; right behind to find President Sheridan, Delenn, Michael Garibaldi and Zack Allan waiting for them.
"Welcome home Susan, Marcus," said Sheridan. "How was your trip?"
"Interesting to say the least John I'll tell you about it later. Now may I introduce the elders of Vina? This is V'ko, V'kra and V'ro," said Susan.
"Welcome to Babylon 5, I'm President John J. Sheridan and this is my wife Delenn." Delenn came forward and bowed as was Minbari custom. "This is our head of intelligence Michael Garibaldi and our chief of security Zack Allan."
"Nice to meet you all," said V'ko.
"If you'll come this way we have some rooms all ready for you," said Zack. The Vians followed Zack, while the others headed for the Sheridan's private quarters.
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