Io had been there before, but construction never really
stopped on the space station. It had taken generations to build, and would
likely take generations more to complete.
The station surrounded the entire moon like the rings around
Saturn, forming a complete circle around Europa. Not all sections of the ring
were finished, but the skeleton was complete. It was the first thing that was,
and they had been filling it in ever since.
For the first time in weeks Io felt a pleasant, warm
happiness inside. She wrote several papers about the station in her early schooling,
and later helped design some of its structures and operating systems. She was
eager to see her work in action. Then she remembered why she made the return
trip. The mission was to either greet the Odyssey or calm the situation if it
never showed up. And that moment was not long out.
Although the Odyssey would take almost a year to dock at the
station, communication would be possible the moment it re-entered the solar
system. Which means the station and the ship should be direct contact in less
than a week. Even if it was incapable of communication for any reason, they
would be able to detect its arrival in the system.
That would really be the moment of truth, when they would
know if she was going to return.
“We’re beginning final approach.” Omari’s voice suddenly came
over the communicator in Io’s quarters as she watched Jupiter Station grow
larger on the monitor in front of her.
“Thank you, Omari,” she said. Io kept her finger on the
communication button. She wanted to say more but couldn’t find the words, so
she slowly lifted her finger and ended it.
Io had spoken only a few words to Omari since she watched
the video of her parents. She was so comfortable in his presence, she was
afraid that she would lose her grip if she spent too much time with him. Not
once did he try to question it or intrude. It was like he knew just how fragile
she was those first couple of weeks.
He even sent her the security plans for their arrival on
Jupiter Station in messages she could view at her communicator. It gave her the
time she needed to strengthen her resolve, or to build up the wall, before they
landed.
Io felt herself welling up with emotion as the station grew
larger and larger on the monitor. She was excited to see it again, but in some
ways disappointed that the journey was over. She was nervous, anticipating what
the fate of the Odyssey could be. But none of that mattered.
As the representative of the Alexander family, many people
were anticipating her arrival. Io had to be an example of calm authority and
completely in charge. There was no room for an emotional breakdown in this
role.
She had to put her game face on for the people who called
Jupiter Station home.