Molly stared at her terminal’s screen and at the words displayed on it. It was a name, and one she had been trying to ignore.

Her first meeting with Mason hadn’t started on the best of terms, and hadn’t ended on good ones either. It was true that she hadn’t presented her best behavior, but she stood by it, and by the facts that had fueled her actions. She hadn’t seen the Engineer since the event, but she hadn’t looked for him either. When she had been given Command of the Dresden, Holloway had half expected him to move on to a different vessel, but now that his name was staring back at her, she knew for sure that hadn’t been the case. She couldn’t help but wonder why, as if she was in Mason’s shoes, the first thing she would have done would be to find another posting. Molly wouldn’t blame him if he had done so.

With a sigh, Holloway finally tapped her commbage, resigned to the idea that there was no point in delaying the inevitable. =/\= Holloway to Mason. Please report to my Ready Room. =/\= Mindlessly straightening the few objects on her desk, Holloway waited for the Ensign to show up at her door.

Holloway, CO