Captain Vedik walked across the bridge of his empty Star Destroyer with a 
quiet foot.  All the rewiring and refits for the bridge controls and such 
had already been taken care of, and while there was still considerable work 
to be done before the Prometheus was completely outfitted and ready to be 
launched as a Mark II Star Destroyer, he wanted to be the first to see how 
his new bridge worked out.

Too much had happened too fast as of late.  The arrival of the small 
Imperial raiding party, then the sudden recall of both General Fene and 
General Leitbur to Tarsonis for some reason or other.  That left him in 
command of the area as General Horn was still down in the lower regions of 
the Osiris Sector.  Rumor was running through the fleet that both generals 
were being reassigned, or put in command of some special project to destroy 
the Imperial threat farther out amongst the Outer Rim.  It did sort of make 
sense given that this was a dead end sector, but it would seem to make more 
sense to let them at least finish what they started.

All this sudden change though was why it was nice to be back on his own 
bridge with no one else around.  The scenery was familiar to him, and 
comforting, and the lack of noise of commotion, of anything save the 
frequent movement of repair craft outside the bridge along the 
transparasteel window made it... peaceful.

Soon the next set of supplies would arrive, and this one would have escort 
by the IBG.  Not that two flights of snubs would be all that impressive, but 
given the Prometheus's damaged and inoperable state, he would have no 
problem letting them lend a hand.

What really worried him though was that they had detected a tachyon enhanced 
transmission from one of the Imp ships before its destruction, and that 
meant that the Imps knew that the Prometheus was here, and vulnerable.  
Still, the platform defense network should be sufficient to hold for now.

Glancing out through the transparasteel, Vedik spotted several freightors 
arrive from hyperspace followed by a small fighter escort.  "Well at least 
the freighters are here."

As he turned his head away from the view though, another quick motion moved 
passed him, and glancing back Vedik saw three capital ships that shouldn't 
have been there.  "Emperor's black bones, the Imps."

He turned to give the order to go to general quarters, but found no one on 
the bridge.  Bombers began to scramble from the capital ships now, and Vedik 
sighed.  Hopefully his boys were on their toes, because right now there was 
nothing he could do to help them.