Molly had been fast asleep when the Starfleet vessel touched the assigned landing pad at OED’s Spaceport. In fact, she had been so deep in her slumber that one of the crew members had to wake her up, much to her own embarrassment.

From the landing pad, the walk to customs was a short one, and the time to get through the line was not terribly long either. Her uncle had insisted on arranging a place for her and Cal to live in, and for most of their belongings to be transported there before hand. Molly had insisted that she could do it herself, but after a few heated arguments she had given up on the fight. She felt thankful for it now, but she would never admit it out loud to anyone, especially Lucas himself.

As she made it through to the main arrivals area, Holloway looked around searching for the familiar figure of her uncle in the waiting crowd. After so long without seeing each other, Molly knew he would be there.

Molly Holloway, CEO Holloway Heavy Industries