you see something we missed, by all means tweak the
plan. Emphasize the no action directive. I want to find out what’s here, before
we blunder in and do something stupid. There have been enough surprises in the
last few days. I don’t want any more.”
“Agreed,” they said together. We
all laughed.
“Annabelle, it’s about four hours to
Midgard. Prep the troops. I’m hoping we can take out the missile sites from
orbit, but if not, you go in and neutralize them.”
“We’ll be ready.”
“Have I missed anything?” I asked
Vonda.
“I don’t think so.”
“Admiral, form up the main fleet into
line abreast formation. Have BigMother’s support ships form a second line above
the main formation, and get the rest moving. I fancy dinner at Midgard.”
“Confirmed,” answered Susan, and
we all laughed as we stood, and left.
Six
Once the fleet was moving, I sent off a ‘We
are moving to Midgard’ email, and we went down for lunch. Greer turned up
looking a lot better than he had earlier. He took me aside.
“Jane told me my ship has been
repaired, and swapped for the last Gunbus. What did you want me to do?”
“Relax for now. Go back to bed if you
still need sleep. As the Corvettes and Privateers are repaired, their pilots
should launch them, and join the line formation above the main force. Re-dock
yours when you can. You and Miriam stay aboard until just before we get there.
As soon as the underside airlock is clear, tell Lacey to dock.”
“Yes sir.”
I waved him towards the table, and we took
seats.
After lunch, Miriam found me playing with
Angel, and joined in, until Angel lost interest, and went to sleep on her kitty
castle. I introduced her to ‘Who’ episodes. She didn’t really follow what I
tried to tell her about the backstory, but she enjoyed the actual story itself.
BA dropped past to ask a question, although
I never found out what it was, because she became engrossed with what we were
watching.
I looked around at one point to find Alison
in the next chair. Sometime later, the twins were lounging on the floor.
As one episode finished, Abigail asked what
this was, so I went through the backstory again. To my surprise, she understood
the basics, and started explaining it a different way to the others. Even
Annabelle seemed to understand time travel was involved, by the time she
finished.
Jane kept me updated with the repair work
through my PC, as the afternoon wore on. By the time the next episode finished,
all the Gunbus’ were on station in the line above us, with the exception of
Greer’s. Several of the Excalibur’s were as well. Miriam’s was ready for her.
All I had to do was get her away from the entertainment.
“Time to go back to work people,”
I announced.
“We have to do this again,” said
Aline. “I never knew the old stuff could be so interesting.”
“Me either,” said Alana.
The whole team seemed to have wondered in
without me noticing.
I shooed them out. They needed to prep for
possible ground combat. I needed to get to the Bridge.
Angel beat me up there, even though I’d
started well ahead of her. She took her place on her console mat.
Miriam and Greer undocked, and the three junior
266 pilots landed, so they could pilot the drop ships if needed.
Alison, Vonda, and Alsop, joined me on the Bridge.
Jane was there, as usual. Amy ran in a few moment later, and took a seat at the
back.
As the time clicked over past four in the
afternoon, the planet Midgard was large in the view screen.
“Jane,” I said, “deploy a
comnavsat please.”
“Confirmed.”
The comnavsat exited through a droid
airlock on the Cargo Deck, and took up an orbit around Midgard.
“Hey,” said Jane, with a laugh in
her voice. “They put their beans in upside down!”
We laughed, although Alsop looked like he
really didn’t get the joke.
“What have we got?”
“One hundred and twenty missile
launchers, all grouped in a series of compounds, well away from any