Just a day passed and while the beaches of Curacao were filled with surfers and the system of Cortez was relatively safe, Kara was flying in her bomber trying to enter in the docking sequence for the planet's rings.
What she didn't realize though, was that she was being tailed by a lone fighter bearing the 15th's patch; the pilot: Marcus Wilgrin, callsinged Moonbeam. Rather curious and mostly rebellious by nature, he decided to see what was a single Highlander doing so far east and followed her onto the planet.
Curacao - Colonial Landing Pad
As soon as Kara landed, she paced towards a nearby civilian shuttle. It was obvious she couldn't fly into Liberty with a military vessel. As she came close, she asked the pilot "Where's this flight going?"
"Newark Station, ma'am." - he replied. "Perfect. May i get on then?" "Hop in... just make sure you don't bump into any of those crates, please." "Thank you." - she finished, while throwing a few credits to his side, and trying to find a place in between the shuttle's cargo.
Marcus wasn't entirely sure what's going on... but since his shift was over and Maverick was probably gods now where, trying to flirt with Hotshot, he decided to sneak in the same shuttle and follow Kara. Moments later, the ship took off towards New York, apparently with three people on-board.