Hammonds ice blue eyes stared back at him from the mirror. “When did I get so old, girl?” he asked Kilo, who was curled up on the floor by his feet. Her eyes glanced up at him briefly at the mention of her name but she did not move and settled back to resting.

Pushing away from the mirror he walked back to his temporary room, it was nice and spacious, but it was not a place he liked to be. Being on Deep Space Nine only reminded him of the war and those he had lost. No matter, he would be back on ship soon enough.

“Kilo Come” he ordered.

It seemed to be no more than a second she was sitting in front of him waiting for him to put on her vest so she could go to work. Her eyes smiled at him as her body quivered with anticipation. Belgian Malinois we are high energy bread, and this one and a half year old was no exception she was dying to do something.

“Good,” he said as he slid her vest on and secured it, adding two small saddle bags to her back. The pack contained her chew toy, some weights and a few special treats. Checking that the kibble bag was attached to his belt, Hammond slung the sea bag over his shoulder, which contained everything he owned that could not be replicated.

“Heal” he said as he left the state room and headed for the docking pilon four,as he walked through the station it seemed foreign to him, like it was fake or someone was trying to trick him. He shook his head and made his way past the promenade to his destination.

Hammond approached the docking bay and stopped in front of a rather nervous looking security officer. Kilo took a seat next to Hammond and brushed slightly against his leg. Kilo’s eyes bore a hole in the ensign as she watched his every move. “Colonel Jax Hammond, requesting permission to come aboard”

The NE looked at kilo and then to his PaDD and gave a nervous frown. “I’m sorry Sir, i’ll have to call this in I don’t have you in my list”

=/\= “Um can I get a supervisor here please, I have Colonel Hammond and his dog wanting to come aboard but they are not on the authorization list” =/\= NE smith requested.

Hammond snorted a short laugh at the dog comment, she was much more than that, she was a Marine and technically held the rank of Sergeant.

Colonel Jaxon ‘Hawk’ Hammond
Commander 77th Air-Ground Task Foce “Iron Valkyries” (CAG)