. Carshel muttered as he skimmed over T'Lin's notes, "Either she writes poorly, or I need to get out more, cause ... damn."
. Patterson then turned to look at Hawke and smirked but didn't say a word. The Tactical officer signaled for another officer to relieve him and logged off his station to join the Captain, and Patterson moved towards the Command Chair. As he stood in front of it, he addressed Filler, now logged in at Helm, "Filler, once the Away Team departs on the Australis, get us underway back to the Rift." He turned back to the Captain. "Four hours. If you're not back by then, and the rift destabilizes ...," he trailed off.
. Zak looked at the Colonel and a serious expression came over his face. "Colonel, if you only get one shot to save the ship and the crew, take it. We'll follow if we can." He paused, then smiled, "Of course, wait for us as long as you can."
. Patterson nodded, then straightened and lifted his chin, "Computer ... this is Lieutenant Colonel Travis A. Patterson, Executive Officer. I hereby take command of this vessel, effective immediately."
. The computer trilled, "Acknowledged," then asked, "Does Captain Zachary Taylor concur?"
. Zak glanced at Patterson, a stunned look on his face. "I completely forgot!" Regaining his composure, he said, "Yes, I concur, transfer all Command Codes to Lt. Col. Travis Patterson, effectively immediately."
. Again, the computer trilled, "Acknowledged. Command Codes transferred. Lieutenant Colonel Travis A. Patterson, Commanding Officer, USS Penumbra. By succession, Lieutenant Commander Relok is now Executive Officer."
. Patterson turned and extended a hand towards Zak, "Come hell or high waters, Zak, we'll hold the door open as long as we can."
. The former Captain grasped the extended hand, "Thank you ... Captain." He grinned, then added, "I know, I know, you'd be 'Acting Colonel' or something, but by naval tradition, the commander of the ship is 'Captain'."