The Chief stood over the proximity panel, watching the screen. He held the electronic log in his hand, indicating that of all things, a mid-bulk transport, classification Firefly was on its way towards Pegasus. Nothing had been mentioned about this in the morning meeting, which meant that the ensign who had been sitting here for the night shift had not been paying attention. If this had occurred in the normal operation of the ship, he would have confined the ensign to the brig. This was not normal operation, however, but the fruition of his plans against Commander Remo. A Firefly, however, this far out on the rim, was fortuitous. He had a pretty good idea exactly who was in that Firefly, and he had a pretty good idea what they had done.

"Chief!", Remo called from behind the bridge, "you're with me." and he swept away, not waiting to see if the Chief was following.

"As you will, Commander."

Before anyone could see what he was doing, the Chief took a small decoder, and put into the side port of the proximity panel. A small beep indicated that last night's log had been erased. The Firefly's entry on the handheld blinked out of existence as the Chief gathered the decoder and hurried to catch up to the Commander.

Commander Remo had apparently been talking for some time without knowing the Chief was there. As he caught up with Remo, the Chief said "Yes sir!"

"Damn right, yes sir! That's what I like about you Chief, you always know when to agree."

Yeah, keep talking you piece of go se, the Chief thought. Looking at the back of his head, the Chief was thinking about how he'd like to snap Remo's neck. His hands betrayed him and actually crept towards Remo when Lt. Kelly came around the corner. From the way she was walking, she had probably taken five lashes in the brig for not knowing exactly what Remo had wanted her to know. She kept her neck up and her back straight, though, and the Chief found himself actually impressed with the young lieutenant.

"Hello lieut