The Reunion

[Robert Merlow]

Merlow's Office, Tuatha de Danaan
Undisclosed Grid Location
New York System / Liberty Space

Merlow read over the data pads on his desk, not believing what he was reading.
They're alive... he thought to himself, astonished, I can't believe that they managed to survive! He grinned to himself, stroking his chin.

Thanks to Zeta technology, they had made it through to this universe and had made an arrangement with the current Liberty Government. They still had a fleet, but they had no place to set the Sleeper Ships down. None of this was on his mind, however. The only thing that concerned him right now was the faced that one of his most trusted Admirals was finally coming back. The last time he saw him was when Merlow engaged the Zeta in Omicron Alpha, throwing him into a universe he himself referred to as "Shattered." He hadn't seen him for the past year, nor had he seen the rest of the people he had left behind.

He walked to the door, reading a datapad. Not paying attention, he knocked over someone when he walked through. Merlow reacted quickly, catching the person in a second.
"Sorry, Tessa. Didn't see you there." Merlow said, helping her regain her balance.
Tessa straightened her skirt and jacket, looking up at her superior, "Sorry Sir, but we have a new report on the location of the Avalanche."
Merlow nodded, allowing a small smile, "Good. I assume we have a model on the Bridge?"
"No, Sir. We have the model in Astrometrics."
"Well, let's not waste a minute. I want all the details, as detailed as we have."
"Of course, Sir." Tessa began explaining everything they knew as they walked to the lift.

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Commander in Chief of the Migrant Fleet / Former Fleet Admiral of the Liberty First Fleet
Second Survivor of the Mentat Program.
We must give and take with good measure. Give too much, we become complacent. Take too much, we incur the wrath of our own. Tread Lightly.
--Supreme Bashar Robert Merlow--