<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/11/b3/3d/11b33dc90c919a498dfc1340801c0bd5.jpg)</div><strong>Name/Rank:</strong>Captain Nathan Barnes<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Deep Space 9/ Transporter Room 4<br/><strong>Activity:</strong>Talking<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Any<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/39/7d/81/397d815b060d7f027d3eb45ffee27724.jpg)</div><strong>Name/Rank:</strong>Captain Alexis Barnes<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Deep Space 9/ Transporter Room 4<br/><strong>Activity:</strong>Talking<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Any<br/><br/><hr/>Nathan moved his way to one of the lifts on the<em>Prominade</em>, tapping his badge as he did and connecting him to the stations communication system.<strong><em>"Captain Nathan Barnes, </em>U.S.S. Hornet <em>to transporter room control.  I am expecting the captain of the </em>McCoy <em>to be beaming over, which pad will she be arriving on?</em></strong>There was a few moments pause before Nathan received a response back.<strong><em><em>"Captain Barnes, this is Ops, looks like Captain...Barnes?  Um, yes they are arriving on deck nine, transporter pad 4.  This is odd..."</em></em></strong>Nathan chuckled.<strong>"It's alright Ops, she's my sister. I promise two Barnes will not cause havoc on the station.  Thank you for the information, Barnes out."</strong>Nathan was still ruefully shaking his head.  Hopefully he livened up someone's day.<strong>"Deck nine, please."</strong><br/><br/>It was not too long a walk, which was surprise.  While she was no Earth Dock, Deep Space Nine was a fairly large station for as far out as they were.  Certainly larger than Deep Space Twelve where Nathan had made his home before the Dominion War.  Still, somehow he managed to make it just in time.  As he stepped through the door the transporter was at the tail end of its cycle.  The bright lines of light resolved into the lithe yet fit form of his sister.  She was looking good and with out a hint of grey in her hair, unlike himself.  One would be hard pressed to tell they were twins.  Brother and sister certainly but Nathan would but odds many would have pegged Alexis being the younger sister, and not the older one, if only by thirteen minutes.<br/><br/>Alexis smiled, and was looking rather dapper in the red of command than the blue and white she had before as a doctor.  Medical ships were one of the few postings where those in the medical career field could earn the captain's chair.  She was still a doctor as her bad had the medical career field emblem imposed upon it.  The four captain's pips looked good on her.  Nathan had been unable to attend her promotion ceremony as he was on deployment at the time.  His sister seemed far more relaxed than he ever seen her before.<br/><br/>Once she had fully materialized she walked off the pad and embraced Nathan in a back pounding hug.  She was stronger than he remembered.  Her voice was light and full of excitement.<strong>"Nathan!  It is good to see you!  So, are we ready?  If we hurry I think we can make the next departure shuttle to Bajor.  I cannot wait!  I have been looking forward to this for months.</strong>She stepped back and gave her brother a good look, and frowned when she noticed he did not have a carry on bag with him.  While it was possible for him to decide to pick up most of their equipment planet side she thought he would have some personal things with him.  Also there was a look in his eye she recognized.  The myth about twins having some form of psychic bond was only that, a myth.  However they had been together through so much there might as well be as she could read her brother like an open book, and something was up.<strong>"Nathan..."</strong><br/><br/>Nathan stepped back, out of hitting range from his sister.  What had she been doing, training in high gravity environment?  His right hand went to behind his head as he rubbed it.<strong>"Well you see..."</strong><br/><br/>He did not even get another word out before Alexis took another step towards him and was up in his personal space once again, a small growl in her voice.  She had been reallllllllyyyyy looking forward to shore leave and saw its reality start to fade away the more her brother rubbed his head.  It was never a good sign when he started off trying to dissemble.<strong>"Nathan Alexander Barnes..."</strong><br/><br/>Yes, his sister was mad now.  Alexis never ever used his full name unless she was ramping up to one of her infamous outbursts.  Well, infamous to their family at least.  Somehow she managed never to let loose like some targ with a thorn in its paw with others.  Nathan quickly explained the situation.  He could "feel" the imaginary bristles start to relax, if only by a metaphorical hair the further he broke down the situation.  Alexis was smart enough on her own, and over the years learned to trust her brother's "hunches".  He could read a situation like she could people, and it was a talent which saved him, and her for that matter, more than once.<br/><br/>It still did not mean she was going to let him off the hook.<strong>"So let me get this straight.  On the day of my first shore leave in two years you decide to perform a full recall of <em>your</em> ship.  Now, you expect me to get on another transporter pad, which like most doctors out there I despise, instead of a nice comfortable shuttle ride down to one of the highlights of Bajor on a much needed vacation."</strong>At least Nathan had the good grace to look embarrassed and chagrined, ducking his head down a little like he did when he got into one of his many indiscretions when growing up.<br/><br/>Alexis snorted, then with her head tilted up a bit more than necessary and some overly dramatic indignation stomping back to the transporter pad, she turned about, pointedly not looking a her brother.<strong>"I am not getting replicated food.  You are getting real Bajoran cuisine catered to <em>your</em> ship for our dinner, and if this turns out to be nothing, <em>you</em> are cooking the entire trip, and it is going to be <em>good</em> food or I will sedate you and you will wake up in the morning sporting cat ears, breasts, and a tail." </strong><br/><br/>Oh yes, she was still slightly pissed.  She was partially right, and he could not help but chuckle.  She would not knock him out and give him breasts.  Would she?  Surely not.  Then again...no best not think about it.  He shook his head and walked onto the transporter pad, tapping at his communicator.<strong>"Hornet, <em>this is Barnes, two to beam over please.  Engergize."</em></strong>With those words and a high pitched hum in the room and bright lines of light, both Barnes siblings were gone.