Duty Log, Lt. Jen Lee

Stardate 9906.18

Jen was working frantically on the bridge, trying to handle the tactical as well as science positions. Normally, she could delegate the important science work to either Silberman or Serik, but they were both incapacitated. Sarah was hostage on the alien ship, and Serik was stuck in sickbay with who knows what going wrong. Her people down in the lab were doing all they could to fill in for them as well.

Her fingers flying across the console, keeping the tactical information streaming in as well as science information on the situation outside the ship. They were currently in pursuit of the aliens who had abducted three crewmembers: Commander St. Dieux, Lieutenant Vectra, and Lieutenant Junior Grade Silberman. Only a few minutes previously, the Federation found themselves surrounded by alien craft.

Though smaller in size than the Federation, the sheer numbers made the situation at least an even match, if not a tendency for the aliens to prevail. Their ships were fully shielded, and had a compliment of phaser banks and torpedo launchers. She was grateful she was at tactical and not the helm; otherwise, the Fed would be toast by now.