"Captain, we are receiving minor interference from the planet."

Jane glanced at Spock whose head was bent over her console as she spoke.

"It does not appear to be related to the faction holding Dr. McCoy in its custody."

"Fantastic." Jane rubs her face. She wants her crew out of there. She wanted them out yesterday. This was how they lost lives. "Government?"

"It is a possibility."

Jane twisted in her seat and frowned. "Care to be clearer, Commander?"

"Negative. It is coming from an unpopulated location."

Well wasn't that wonderful? "Let me know if it gets any worse."

She swings the chair around and launches to her feet. She paces a few steps and then turns, punching the comm with her thumb, coming to an abrupt decision that flew in the face of every regulation in the book.

"You've got demands. I'm listening."