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in appreciation as he watched Huber pace confidently across the bridge. He finally stopped and looked back to Vega.
    “Put you weapon down, Captain.”
    “But, Sir…” he protested.
    “Put it down,” the Admiral said in a sterner tone but without shouting, “and that goes for the rest of you,” he added.
    Everyone complied with some relief.
    “Let’s focus on the task at hand, and that will be our job for every moment of every day we are awake. There is a lot to be done, so let’s do it. The space gateway, I want info, now!”
    Nobody moved. The Admiral looked around and finally added, “Get to work.”
    He sounded confident and that confidence projected throughout all of them. Huber and Taylor stared at a projection of the suspected space gateway on the table before them, but it wasn't long before they felt Jafar's presence looming over them. Taylor looked back and could see the same puzzling expression on his friend’s face.
    "What is it?"
    Jafar shook his head.
    "This looks somewhat like a jump gate, but not like any I have ever seen."
    "Maybe an older pattern?" Taylor asked.
    Jafar shook his head. "I do not know."
    Well that's fucking great, Taylor thought.
    "First thing we need to know is where are we and what are we dealing with? What planets, moons, and threats do we face? These are the questions we need answers to," added Huber. "Taylor, I'll find bunks for you and your people aboard this ship. It won't be pretty, but this is where you need to be right now."
    Taylor nodded in agreement. It hadn't even occurred to him that they had no space of their own at all. All they had was what they were wearing. It was a gruelling thought to realise they had quite literally left everything behind.
    "I want you to assemble a team to investigate that gateway or whatever the hell it is."
    "I'll take two platoons, and I’ll need two ships. The Mastiffs we came in on have taken a beating and aren't exactly too flexible."
    "You got it, you will be escorted by the Frigate Warrior. She'll keep you safe."
    "Thank you, Sir."
    "And Taylor," whispered Huber.
    "If that gateway shows any sign of opening. Any enemy presence at all, or anything you don't like the look of, you blow it to high hell, you hear?"
    "Bet your ass, Sir."
    "Take Jafar with you. He's clearly got a better eye than we have for this."
    "Aye, aye, Sir."
    Taylor could feel exhaustion kicking in, but he knew it was no time to slacken off.
    "Lieutenant Anders, Captain Morris. Gather your platoons and come with me. Where the hell is King?"
    "He's en route, Sir," replied Parker.
    "Tell him to get half our people into bunks and to get their heads down and rest up. I want the rest cycled through protection details and regular sweeps of the ship."
    Parker looked at him in surprise as if to ask why she was being asked to relay a message when their comms were back online.
    "Just do it," he repeated.
    He carried on past her with Jafar beside him. He realised he was already expecting Morris to fall into line as his right hand man. The Captain was a good man and a solid officer, but he was no replacement for Jones. The loss of his best friend had only gone from his mind in the heat of battle, but now the thoughts of loss flooded back into his head.
    "Aysen really owed you so much that he would sacrifice himself like that?" he asked Jafar.
    "Is it so hard to believe after what Captain Jones did for us?"
    Taylor shook his head.
    "That is three of you now, three that have opposed your leaders. It gives me hope."
    When Jafar did not respond, Taylor looked around and stared at him to prompt an answer, but one did not come.
    "Three of you came over to us, why not more?"
    "It was exceptional circumstances which drew us together."
    "And that cannot happen again?"
    Jafar shrugged.
    "One day this war will be over. If we lose, we will likely go to extinction. But if Erdogan loses, we would never wish such an end on his people."
    "You would leave them alive, and risk it all happening