Tonas braced himself as transport came to a rough stop. The power system was in flux since Engineering took the hit. The backup systems were functional and the main system had returned, however, intermittent power surges caused spot outages. Flagen drove the stretcher with expertise. They headed down the corridor to the quarters where Anya and the Beast were waiting. The lighting dimmed for the third time.
“Use the manual override to gain entry,” Tonas told Flagen. “Anya knows we are coming.” Just to be certain, Tonas pulled the comm unit, he patched into shipboard communications and connected to Quarters. “Anya,” he said.
“Tonas, is that you? Are you okay?”
“Okay?” Tonas asked puzzled.
Flagen touched his shoulder. “Okay is American slang for fine.”
“Yes, Anya, I'm okay. We are in the
