Half an hour later I go back to the Bajor carrying a big takeout box of jumja sticks. Cooked, not replicated, and even tastier than I remembered. I drop them off in my quarters then go to the cargo transporter room to oversee the reloading of our quantum torpedo supplies. Not much to do, just sign off on the last requisition forms and watch to make sure the transfer goes smoothly. Then I go to the bridge, where Tess is waiting for me. “How are things in Gunnery One?” I ask. “I appreciate that, Captain. I hope my transfer will not complicate your upcoming mission.” “Yum.” “Dance? I’d love to.”