<div class="floatleft">(http://i859.photobucket.com/albums/ab153/karenJ1968/7f2f332d-2794-4d50-99eb-f0216e360058_zpsd2d36f6b.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Captain Elena Williams<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Ready Room<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Day 1, 1417hrs<br/><br/>The day had developed into a busy one. Stores and crew were coming onboard, most of the crew were onboard, the cargo bays were growing full of various stores.  They would be ready to head off at 1800.<br/><br/>Getting a cup of coffee, she sat on the sofa, curling her legs under her and gazing out the window, looking out into the vastness of space that beckoned them.  Her thoughts drifted to past missions, things that had happened to her on the various ships she had served on.  Now she had her own ship, a crew that looked to her for guidance and leadership, and a senior staff she had to get to know.  It was going to be a fun time she was sure.<br/><br/>The sound of an incoming private call brought her back to the moment, she stood, moving to her desk.  Opening the channel she frowned, she had been expecting Admiral Wendel again, but it wasnt, it was Admiral Miranda Granger, someone she didnt really get on with.<br/><br/>"Admiral"<br/><br/>"Captain, your orders are changing.  We have lost touch with the USS Denver.  Shes an old Ambassador class, she was heading home after a nasty mission, heavily damaged and without her captain." There was a pause, the Admiral took a breath, "we dont know what happened to her, I'm sending her lat known coordinates to you now, along with all the details we have."<br/><br/>"Admiral, we havent had shakedown yet, I havent got a full crew..." Elena started to object.  The Admiral held her hand up.<br/><br/>"I know Captain, but you are here and ready to go.  There are no other ships here who can drop what they are doing to investigate." She was told.  "I've bought you're departure time up to 1500" she said, then was gone.  Elena frowned, another bleep told her all the data had been received.<br/><br/>She glanced at it and frowned, then tapped her combadge, opening a channel to her senior staff.<br/><br/>=/\=Williams to all Senior Staff, report to the briefing room NOW. Williams out=/\= she stood and stalked out, looking around, "all non crew are to leave the ship, we have orders." She told Mr Kirk.