"We've just dropped out of FTL" said Mr. Brody, not that anyone didn't already know.

Colonel Everett Young leaned forward in the command chair absent-mindedly surveying the bridge crew until he located a certain cranky Scotsman. "Rush!" he growled, "Are there any gate addresses?"

"Of course there are." Dr. Nicolas Rush replied, trying his best to suppress his frustration with the lesser minds he was forced to put up with now that his secret about the Bridge was out, "Why else would the ship stop here? There are in fact two gate addresses showing in range. Neither is locked out, so I assume they're safe enough."

"Yeah, safe as the last ten planets we've visited" Volker whispered to Brody as the two men sat on their hands at the navigation consoles.

"As in not very" Brody whispered back.

Ignoring the not so secret mumbling of his science team, Young unlatched his radio from his belt with the practiced ease of a veteran military man and radioed Lt. James to alert her and her team that it was time to go 'off-world', when he was rudely interrupted by Rush shouting something about in incoming wormhole.

"Wait a minute" said Col. Young, as always a little slow on the uptake where technology was concerned, "Did you say an incoming wormhole?"

"That's what I said Colonel, we have an incoming wormhole" Rush replied tersely.

"But how can that be? We just dropped out of FTL."

"How should I know? I'm a scientist not a psychic."

Immediately on alert, Col. Young leapt from his chair and radioed for assistance as he sprinted briskly towards the gateroom.

"Lt. Scott report to the gateroom at once with an armed squad, We might be getting visitors and they have definitely not been invited."

"On my way Sir!" Scott replied.

In the gateroom Lieutenant Scott trailed by Sergeant Greer joined Lieutenant James and her team, pointing their weapons towards the newly forming wormhole.

KAWOOSH!

Just as the gate sounded the arrival of a fresh wormhole, like a doorbell chime (of sorts), Col. Young, Dr. Rush and resident 'Math Boy' Eli Wallace (whom they had found in the corridor on their way to the gateroom, sitting on the floor with his kino collection of 'accidentally' recorded shower videos), raced into the room to see what would fly out of Pandora's Box today.

Col. Young took up position in the center of his men's military formation, his arms folded calmly behind his back, his men with their weapons at the ready, while Rush and Eli choose more secure locations behind the men holding the guns.

The tension in the room began to rise as the puddle rippled its magical light over the assembled crew while nothing happened. Nothing at all. Until without warning a small body hurtled through the event horizon and landed HARD, rolling just feet short of Col. Young and his men.

Expecting to see an alien monster the men are briefly stunned by the new arrival's very human features. Snapping to attention, the soldiers quickly surround the unexpected visitor and point their guns in her face.

"Who the hell are you?" demanded Col. Young, "You're certainly not one of my crew".

The apparently human and clearly very pregnant female raised her hands in the universal gesture for surrender and shook her head to the right to get her long auburn hair out of her face before coolly stating, "Are you sure about that?"

Colonel Young was sure and said so.

The stranger shrugged and said, "I understand why you doubt me Colonel, but I AM one of your crew" after a pause to let that soak in she continued, "My name is Evelyn; you may all call me Eve, if you wish. My last name is none of your business for now. All you need to know is that I was born on this ship, to be more precise… I will be born on this ship."