29 Chapter 3-8

March 6th 2011

The sun was rising over the edge of the water in the distance. Georgia and Archerfish have been searching for Enterprise and have yet to find the task group.

"Maybe they are already at Huston?" Archerfish asks

"… I think they got lost," Georgia says

"As long as they don't repeat grandma Texas' shakedown cruise they should be fine," Archerfish says

"Please if those girls are raiding anything it's a pantry. I really doubt they are going to capture a town in Mexico. Yep, they definitely wouldn't do that at all." Georgia says speeding up by a significant amount on the water.

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"Salt Lake!" Atlanta shouts in a whine.

"No! I have discovered that the heat from my gun barrels can be used to cook hot dogs. so they shall do so." Salt lake says with finality.

"And you still want your triple 8inch guns turned into two 10inch guns? Because I don't think you would be able to stuff a hot dog down the barrel then." Atlanta says

"That's fine, I'll tie it to the surface guidance radar. I mean it cooked the thanksgiving Turkey well enough." Salt City says smiling

Enterprise sighs if it wasn't for the fact her damage control crew and Salt Lake's damage control crew used to exchange pointers and tactics. She wouldn't be used to the green-haired cruiser's antics. She still remembers the time that a maintenance mechanic decided to his underwear to the inside of a Dauntless's dive break to dry them out after washing.

"So this is Huston? It's changed a lot." Atlanta says

"Why are the buildings showing signs of water damage," Knight asks

"It was probably hit by the aftermath of whatever hit Panama." Independence says

"Oh! I see grandma texas! Her 14 inches look a lot bigger than I thought they would." Gregory says

"That's her alright. The last time I saw her was when she was underway to Okinawa and I was returning for repairs." Enterprise says recognizing Texas.

"Permission to come aboard!" John C Butler shouts.

A few seconds pass the girls standing in a formation on top of the water. listening for radio traffic.

The static of an old vacuum tube radio responds with an "affirm" before cutting out.

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Texas was excited. She was picking up old radio waves that were used back in the war.

They were quite a distance away and the signal was too weak for her communications suite, however, she just knew that Georgia was on her way. After all she had visited most of the museum ships on the west coast before reportedly heading south.

"It would be nice for people to be able to see me when I interact with them," Texas says with a smile.

Missouri already had a dedicated PHO account and several dozens of historians were losing their collective shit.

"This is gonna be so much fun," Texas says smiling.

The news channel was on speed dial and several of her surviving crew members were flown in and spending the week in the hotel.

Would the navy have done that normally? Maybe but unlikely. However, the reports of the Panama Canal being repaired received a lot of attention on BB-70's next destination.

Texas feels a Volunteer call her name. It was David, he's been coming here for a few years now. Though he sounded nervous.

Texas appears in the old boiler room right in front of the man.

"I don't know if you're here or not. But you've no doubt heard me complain about Keith and Rebbeca. About my job, if you could maybe not mention who I am and what I do? As a small favor to the grandson of Baker?" David asks

Texas is a little shocked because her former captain didn't have any children as far as she was aware.

"Ah, right here," David says putting down a pencil.

"North for yes south for no," David says

Texas gathers her remaining strength to move the pencil so it pointed north. It was rather straining considering she used most of her energy to make her curator and crew coffee earlier in the morning.

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Hours later.

Georgia and Archerfish pull into Huston.

Georgia praying to whatever she would as a ship girl that the city is not on fire.

"See I told you it wouldn't be in flames," Archerfish says

"I guess Eidolon hasn't found out that they are here," Georgia says with relief.

"Who?" Archerfish asks

"He's one of those superhero's one of the strongest ones. Probably the only one besides maybe Alexandria that could stop an AP 5inch shell. A few others could become impervious to them. However, he would probably be hit and then the shell would flaten." Georgia says

"Interesting," Archerfish says

"Yeah luckily we have a few heavy hitters here," Georgia says smiling

The USS Texas was surrounded by a news crew and several veterans it looked almost like a last-minute barbecue/ tailgate.

"Is that my former navigator?" Archerfish whispers in excitement noticing a crew member almost immediately.

"Go to them. I mean look at everyone else. It's a family reunion." Georgia says with a smile

The sub nods enthusiastically running ashore.