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Antares. It was here almost nine years ago that a younger Captain James Kirk had first taken command of the Enterprise.
Chief Engineer Montgomery Scott saw Kirk and with a look of pleased surprise he broke away from a group at an engineering computer. Scott’s

dark eyes and firm mouth behind the new moustache flashed a quick acknowledgment of past years together, but his expression still reflected worried concern.
“Admiral, these departure orders. Starfleet cannot be serious.”
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Kirk could see that his meeting with Scotty was being watched curiously.
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