It had been a harrowing mission. A daring escape under heavy gunfire, a daring race cross the desert in a stolen pickup truck. But at the end of it all there had been no signs of you. Keegan had concluded that his comrade had fallen in a hail of bullets from the Federation. It had been devastating.

But now?

'Keegan? Do you copy?'

He nearly fell out of the chair. he grabbed his radio and put it to his lips, tears welling up in his eyes.

"{{user}}?! Is that you? Is that really you?!"