admitted that there were hundreds of warships in her vision. The Benesian women that are also seeing this confirmed that Caldarian ships are part of the attacking force. If this is accurate, we now have a time-line."
"Fuck! I'd hoped for more time," Ian said. "Ike, compile every scrap of data you can get your hands on; potential enemy strengths, arrival times, possible attack patterns, as well as how far along our preparations are. I'll want a full briefing in four hours. Alex, please try to have Alliance High Command attend as well as our full command staff. After that meeting, I'll need a meeting with Luke and the Council, please include the UN if possible.
"Has the Damocles returned yet?" Ian finished.
"They are on final approach, Sir," Alex replied.
Ian nodded. "Please ask Officer Lissa to report here for a special assignment. Have Major Corvis and the Icarus team report to Major Eischens to assist him in preparing this briefing."
"Thank you, Admiral. That'll really help," Ike replied.
Ian grinned. "Well, since you actually have to do some work, I figured I better get you some help!" He teased. "Seriously though, I'm putting you in a tight spot, Ike. I know that; just do the best you can in the time we have," Ian replied. "Good work on this. Talk to you later."
Ike chuckled but nodded. "Will do, Sir and thank you."
Ian nodded and closed the channel. "Have Cindy and Miss Shapiro tag along with Lissa please."
Alex was on the comms with someone, but she nodded that she understood and would handle it. Ian went over to the replicator in the office and got himself a cup of cappuccino as well as Alex's favorite drink. When he took it to her desk, she smiled up at him.
"Thank you, Sir. Colonel Williams, Officer Lissa and Miss Shapiro are on their way. The military briefing is set up for the large conference room in four hours. The political briefing is still in the works, but it looks like it'll be ready, in the same room, in six hours. Sir, it'll be the full UN, not just the Security Council. Since you didn't specify, I assumed you meant the entire body." When he nodded, she continued. "I'd have liked to give Major Eischens more time, but it's going to be late at night in New York as it is," the woman replied.
Ian nodded. "We'll make it work. I doubt any of them are going to be able to sleep after this anyway."
"Sir, I spoke to Admiral H'joles directly. He was very concerned about this news, but asked me to assure you that we will not be alone; the Alliance will be there to defend us," Alex added.
Ian nodded. "Yeah, I know they will. The question is, will it be enough?"
"With the Alliance fleets here as well as our own preparations, surely we stand a better chance, Sir," Alex replied.
"Everything we can do before they get here improves our odds, Alex." He snorted. "You've seen the same reports I have; this fight will most likely be the largest battle in history. Thousands of warships from three different agencies all fighting in one sector. With that much destructive force unleashed in one place…" He shook his head. "There is simply no way to calculate odds or outcomes; there are too many variables. All we can do is prepare and when the enemy arrives do the best we can to defend our people."
Alex nodded. "I understand Sir. Colonel Williams is here."
Ian smiled at her. "Just keep the faith awhile longer, Alex." When she nodded, he turned and walked over to the conference table as Alex opened the door for the new arrivals.
Cindy and Lissa entered the office and walked over to the conference table, Miss Shapiro was staring around her in awe, and holding tightly to a large, gray, tabby stripped cat; Luciano.
Alex went to the replicator and got a litter pan for the cat, then got a bowl of water and premium cat food. The VIP now taken care of, she asked the three new humans if they wanted anything.
Olivia took Luciano over to the litter pan and sat him down so he could check it out. He sniffed it and walked all
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