Ric was silent for most of the trip back to the Olinski. He was getting more and more upset the whole trip. Someone had either lied to him or not done their job correctly. He just didn’t know which answer was worse: Xandra lying about being okay to fly, or, someone in medical giving her the green light to do so. Either way, he was going to find out.

The Ranger class fighter had barely touched down and Ric was exiting the gunner’s seat. To the NE engineer that had come along with he and Xandra, he said, “Shut ‘er down, ensign. I’ve got someone to see and it’s important.” He threw his helmet to the seat and climbed out.

“Aye, sir,” came the reply.

“Lt. Primage, wait for me in my office—no, never mind. Come with me to Sickbay.” There was no affection in his voice this time when he spoke to her, only frustration and anger.

Ricochet (CAG)