Commanding the Normandy

“If commanding a ship is what you really want to do again,” Hannah said. “Then get yourself a crew and do it.”

“But Anderson has the Normandy,” Jane said.

“Please. The Normandy is your ship, Jane. Anderson is just keeping it warm for you,” Hannah said. “Just ask him for it back. Or I can do it. Here.”

Hannah pushed a few buttons on her omni-tool.

“Hello?” Captain Anderson asked.

“Anderson! It’s good to talk to you,” Hannah said.

“Hannah, what a pleasant surprise. What can I do for you?” Anderson asked.

“My daughter is feeling a bit homesick,” Hannah said. “Would you mind bringing the ship to Earth?”

“Of course,” Anderson said. “I’ll meet you in just a short while.”

“Great, pull up to the New California port in LAX,” Hannah said.

“Roger that, Anderson out,” Anderson said.

Hannah smiled. “Go get your work outfit, honey. You’re getting your ship back.”

Jane smiled. “Thanks, mom. I just hope my old friends are as craved as I am.”