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H'joles sent along a list of senior officers you can borrow for the battle. Would you like those as well?"
    Ian nodded thoughtfully. "Yes please, they wouldn't be a good choice for Earth defense, but there are other positions we need filled as well."
    Ian returned to his desk to review the files he'd asked for. He had a pretty good idea who he wanted for the Earth defense teams, but the problem had been with their loyalties. Both men we very loyal to their nations and potential bad security risks. The problem was that Ian was beginning to believe that if they did manage to somehow survive the coming battle, the current political structure of Earth would not.
    He selected the men, as well as his second choices, and opened the files sent from ARC. He only needed two more senior officers; one for air/space command in the Centauri system and one for logistical operations. Commodore Hawkins had been handling logistics in addition to his duties as commander of the Pleiades Stations, but it was becoming to much for one man to handle.
    He picked a senior captain form the list of Alliance officers for the combat position, but found a perfect candidate for the head of Logistics in the list of Benesian Emergents. The woman had been the head of Produce distribution on Benesia before she had been exiled for becoming pregnant without Council approval.
    Talith Hadron, her mate and their two children had recently arrived from Benesia. What surprised Ian was that they had been allowed to bring both children as one of them was male. Knowing Benesian custom, Ian called the woman to ask her if she wanted the position before he sent the request through channels.
    "This is Talith. What can I do for you Admiral?" a handsome woman asked after answering the call.
    Ian smiled at the woman. "Good Morning, Dame Hadron. First of all, let me add my own welcome to our community. Thank you for agreeing to join us."
    The woman cocked her head to one side, but returned his smile. "We decided it sounded like a good opportunity. While we still love Benesia, our religion there is a somewhat more restrictive environment than we want to raise our children in. Besides, we were curious about life here. So far, we are both very pleased with the decision," the woman replied.
    "That's good, I'm really glad it's working out well for you. The reason I'm calling is to ask you if you would consider the position of Logistical Commander for the sector. We are growing rather quickly and are in need of someone with your gifts to take over our supply responsibilities. I would add that, while it is a military position, it is a non-combat position," Ian explained.
    "Would we be required to relocate?" Talith asked.
    "No actually, the main offices of Logistical Command are there on Atlas. Commodore Hawkins of the Pleiades stations has been running, but it's becoming too much for him to handle in addition to his other duties. He's asked that we find someone to take over these duties from him," Ian replied, and looked up some information on his terminal. "The offices are at the base, but you should be able to commute easily. I show it to be a twenty minute flight with a personal aircar, or forty-five minutes using the public transit shuttle."
    "May I call and speak with the Commodore? I would also discuss this with my family," the woman replied.
    "Of course, Talith. I'll let the Commodore know you will be calling him." Ian paused for a moment. "You have heard of the impending battle we are facing, right?"
    "Of course," she replied.
    "Talith, we have a better idea when it's going to happen now. If you take this position, and I really hope you do, you'll have about three months before it gets here. I know that's barely enough time for you to get settled in, but I felt I needed to warn you," Ian replied.
    Talith considered the information. "That is not common knowledge yet, is it?"
    Ian shook his head. "No, we only just found out about it ourselves. The Council hasn't made a decision