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~ I apologize that some of the actions are not in double colons "::" but you will still get the idea.~

Voice From Behind: You haven't seen me in 2 years, and all you can say is "What's the situation?"

Scene: The girl turns around and we see a slightly older man behind her. He is in a blue and black suit like hers. The girl looks happy and surprised. She runs into the man's arms.

Girl: NiteHawk!!!

NiteHawk: Good to see you too, kid. They release Wow. Tussles her hair You've grown a lot.

Girl: pokes him in the chest At least I'm not losing any hair.

NiteHawk: he automatically brushes his hand past his hairline, but realizes she's joking Ha Ha. No age cracks out of you.

Scene: He swoops in and tickles her. The two are scuffling around when they bump into a man in a suit. The stop and look up. He doesn't look happy. Within seconds, they are saluting.

Old Man: Hmmph. Commander NiteHawk. Lieutenant Fatima. Pause Where is Lieutenant Black?

Scene: There is a loud crashing noise behind them. Lt. Fatima giggles, and Commander NiteHawk tries to hide a smile. They don't break salute. The Old Man puts his head in his hands. A distant "Yo, dudes, I'm okay!" can be heard and another clatter follows.

NiteHawk: He's right there, sir!

Old Man: This cannot be happening again. I'm getting too old for this!

Scene: NiteHawk and Fatima exchange glances as Fatima bites down an Old Joke. A guy in a green and black suit like Fatima's and NiteHawk's comes running forward. He has a helmet under one arm. He stops and salutes with a sheepish grin.

Black: First Lieutenant Black, at your service!

Old Man: Black…. Never mind. At ease. The three relax. You have 20 minutes to get used to the new layout, find your quarters, and relax until the briefing. Welcome back.

Scene: The old man salutes, the three return it. The old man turns and briskly walks away.

Black: Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww yeah!

Fatima: Gavin Michael Black~! You haven't changed a bit!

Black: mocking Why, Ms. Clay Liore Fatima, bows deeply these years apart made you even more beautiful.

Scene: NiteHawk leans on Black's flat back. Black starts to talk but is having difficulty. Fatima smiles.

NiteHawk: Ahh. This is much better. Now, we have twenty minutes.

Fatima: ::nods:: Right. The reunion will have to wait for later. Turns to leave and gives a small salute In twenty!

Scene: NiteHawk gets off of Black. Black straightens himself up and turns to NiteHawk.

Black: You know dude, turns to watch Fatima leave you always did ruin everything.

NiteHawk: leaves in the opposite direction Good to see you too, Gav.

Scene: Black is standing by himself. He looks around and smiles to himself.

Black: Ahh, it feels good to be home. He runs off after Fatima.

Scene: Fade to Fatima. She is in a white room with only a white bed with white sheets, a white desk, and a white chair. There is a bathroom to the desk's left. Fatima is typing at her computer. There is a knock at her door. With a smile, Fatima keeps typing.

Fatima: Get lost Black.

Black: ::muffled from behind the door:: Dude, this is no way to greet an old friend.

Fatima: ::laughs:: Okay. The door's un-&emdash;::Black is leaning against her inside door already locked.::

Black: Boo.

Fatima: ::turns to Black :; At least you knocked.

Black: ::moves to massage her shoulders:: New computers…

Fatima: Now I know why squirrels are afraid of such large creatures. New almost everything apparently. ::She pushes a few buttons and some blueprints appear::. Look. We have the original base still; she pushes another button and some of the prints turn red but with some modification.

Black: Like the Trench.

Fatima: ::nods:: Like the Trench. But the base has got to be doubled in size… at the very least.

Black: Doubled? Why?

Fatima: My guess is because of new technology. And… ::double clicks in one area::, it turns yellow There is another pilot's quarters.

Black: Dude. ::Releases her and flops on her bed :: Another pilot?

Fatima: Yeah. Hey… let's see something…. Clicks around on the computer Yes!!! New suits!

Black: sits up Dude, they can't do that! My baby….

Fatima: Our old suits are still here, but there are four more. Wow. No wonder this place is so big. We have a lot more suits to care for.

Black: is once again behind her Lemmie see.

Scene: ::Black leans on Fatima's chair and leans into the screen. Suddenly a small popping noise is heard and Fatima reaches over to her right for a small commlink She is still typing and doesn't move her eyes from the screen.

Black: You smell really good.

Scene: Fatima shoves him away and gets up. Black takes her seat at the computer, totally enraptured by the new base.

Fatima: Lt. Fatima.

NiteHawk's Voice: Fatima, …Black.

Black: ::looks exasperated:: Dude&emdash;you ruin EVERYTHING.

NiteHawk's Voice: ::Fatima giggles:: You're just predictable, Gav. Clay. I need you and your shadow down here, now. Code Red.

Fatima: Black turns off the computer with a serious look on his face Copy that. Code Red. Where are you?

NiteHawk's Voice: The new Briefing room.

Fatima: ::Black is already waiting in the doorway, impatiently.:: All right. Fatima out.

Scene: She clicks off her commlink, and turns to Black. Black bows and moves to the side.

Black: After you.

Fatima: You're such a gentleman.

Black: ::winks:: I aim to please.

Scene: She walks past him, looks both ways, and breaks into a run heading to her left. Black follows close behind, slightly to her right.

Black: You know where we're goin'?

Fatima: Yeah. There is a ziplift up ahead.

Scene: Fatima and Black sprint to the ziplift. They get aboard, and the craft hovers midair. After a slight pause it shoots off toward the Briefing Room. Both Black and Fatima have serious looks on their faces. It stops suddenly and Fatima jumps off. Black, stumbles at the sudden halt. NiteHawk turns to them. Fatima makes a smart salute; Black sprawled on the floor tries the same.

NiteHawk: sighs Same old Gav….

Black: Dude, I'm not used to these things!

Fatima: You never were.

Black: I'm still not. Sticks his tongue out at them.

Scene: Fatima giggles. NiteHawk shakes his head. Black gets up and dusts himself off.

Black: This is when you say "Oh, you pooooor thing!!" and cover me with kisses you know…

Fatima: How 'bout, I owe you one?

Black: his eyes light up Really?

Fatima: No.

Scene: Black scowls. NiteHawk leads Black and Fatima into the Briefing Room. There are many people running around, and everything is hectic. The Old Man is standing in front of tactical display. NiteHawk and Fatima fall into attention. Black is a second behind.

NiteHawk, Fatima, Black: Sir!

Old Man: At ease. Turns to look at them We have a situation on our hands. A few minutes ago, we lost contact with the Diplimatic Convoy from Colony 3853. They were on their way to Colony 6421 to hold a peace meeting.

Scene: Another ziplift comes in the background. A blurry orange and black figure takes a place behind Black. No one seems to notice.

NiteHawk: Colony 6421?

Fatima: ::eyes narrow:: Sigma Corp.

Old Man: That is the assumption.

Scene: A screen behind the Old Man lights up and shows data.

Black: Yo, wazzup wit that? Didn't we toast them a few years ago?

Old Man: sighs Black, this is a corporation… not breakfast. They obviously have reconstructed over time. But again, this is an assumption. We don't know if Sigma Corp. is behind it. All we know it that 3 diplomats have vanished. You are to go and examine the area where the Peace Maker disappeared. Note: Examine. Black, don't shoot everything that moves please.

Fatima: smiles Yeah, and make sure it's an unfriendly first.

Black: Dude, that was an accident!!

Old Man: Please save the comments for later, Lieutenant.

Fatima: salutes Sir!

Old Man : This is an unexpected problem. There was greater reason to call you, but that will wait for later. You have new suits, but I would like you to take your old ones for now. They have been upgraded…. Slightly. But you know how to use them. I don't want any slip-ups here. And…

Scene: He makes a forward motion with his fingers. The person from behind them steps forward. He is a teenaged boy, about Fatima's age. He is wearing a orange and black suit like the others… except his looks brand new. His also looks more advanced.

Old Man: This is Locke Vandor Rail. He is going to help you. He will take a new suit out, because he has being practicing with it for a few months now. I think it is way past time to get some new blood in this operation. You leave in ten minutes. Dismissed!