Leaning back in his chair, Dante closed his eyes for a minute. The paperwork from the attack on Aldebaran and the subsequent destruction of the Son’a ship had been nothing short of a mountain load. Meetings with the Fleet Commanders and the stations Strategic Operations Chief had been many as they tried to ascertain what they could about potential further issues from the Son’a. All to little avail they simply needed more information.

After a moment he opened his eyes and adjusted the coffee cup sitting across from him. Steaming and hot, it was just how Natasha liked it. Knowing she would be here any moment, he closed his eyes and waited with the door unlocked. She knew, and always did unless he let her know otherwise, to simply come in when he left the door unlocked like that.

Captain Knight, CO