Indefatigable's adventures in the Star Trek Universe
Commander Ewing was not a happy Commander and to be honest, nor was much of his crew.
They volunteered because they knew the job had to be done, they knew Osiris had to be stopped in her tracks, she couldn't be allowed to raise the Goa'ulds particular brand of chaos on another universe.
But they didn't have to like it.
With the Intergate sealed, pending investigation into its effects on the dimensional walls they had no contact with home, no mail from family, no news of the war, and certainly no contact with anything they knew.
The universe they were in now was just depressing; it was everything they wished their universe was like. Humanities bad eggs largely weeded out, a united Earth that was protected by a strong military but one that seemed to be universally respected and admired.
A far cry from their Earth where they tended to be tolerated as something necessary but not particularly wanted with a visible minority that assumed military equalled rapists and murderers.
They saw little of that here, they saw a version of humanity that's had found its hope, its path and had seized it with both hands becoming something to be proud of. They had little hope of that, for this Earth first contact had meant hope, for them it had meant war, pain and suffering.
It didn't help that the Federation Admiralty appeared to have little idea of what to do with them, the crew had exhausted all the entertainment available in the Edonia region and were bored, fed up with just sitting around twiddling their thumbs whilst their officers were ‘debriefed' by Starfleet Intelligence, searching not just for any and all information against the Goa'uld but on the Tau'ri themselves.
The Officers had gotten the impression somebody high up really didn't trust them, and the crew had picked up on it.
All in all, Ewing admitted to himself, it wasn't a good situation.
It didn't help that they had expected to be thrown straight into the fight, joined by a Federation/ Klingon Task Force as they moved straight onto Osiris, stopping her before she could really start to build up her forces, this delay was just playing into her hands.
No, Ewing was not happy at all, but he didn't see what he could do about it.
This wasn't his universe after all; he didn't know who to talk to to get things moving again.
Ewing pulled himself up from his slumped position in his Command Chair, but Picard would know…
“Powell, get me a channel to Captain Picard aboard the Enterprise ”
He should have done this a long time ago.