Southern Cross by Windstar

"Six hours ago."
Emily felt the beginnings of a great headache coming on.
"Has anyone seen or heard from them?"
"I contacted Theo before comming you. He said that their shuttle landed six hours ago and that
the six of them took a ferry ride over to Manhattan. What do you want to do?"
Emily eyed her brother darkly.
"What do I want to do? I want to go down there, find them, and yell at them until they
understand how stupid it was to go off without telling us!"
"And how do you want to find them in New York? They're shopping, that's even worse than
being held prisoner."
Winston did have a very valid point, and Emily sat back down.
"You sure they aren't in trouble? You know how Julie is. Even if our diplomatic relations with
the United States is back on firm footing, that's New York City. Not exactly the safest place in
the world to start with."
"With attracting Trouble, with a large T? Yes, I know very well how Julie is so don't worry, I'll
let you know if I hear anything. Tell Katya I've been trying to get a hold of her all day long if
you see them before I do."
At least the two of them took the Honor Guard with them. Clarice will be there, so I can hope
she's keeping them out of trouble. God and Julie together in New York, dear Maker, I don't think
I want to know what trouble they could get into.
The com went dark and Emily growled at it. When it failed to give her the answers she wanted,
she strode out onto the Command Deck, waving people back to their stations before they had
started to salute.
"Angwar."
He knew her well enough to frown in worry as he approached the First Guardian.
"Yes, Emie?"
"I want you to keep an eye out for a shuttle returning from Governor's Island to Southern Cross."
"Yes, Ma'am."
He looked a bit puzzled as she started walking towards the exit from the Command Deck.