The Prime was currently watching the main view screen, allowing her crew to carry out their job of attempting to locate the cloaked vessel. Noel stared at his panel, making adjustments several times before turning to face the Prime. "Something not right here." He exclaimed. "I am aware that the sensors on this ship of yours far advances anything I have seen before, but this can't be right." "Oh?" The Prime glanced in his direction. "And what concerns you so much?" "We're not detecting this signal trace; It's aimed at us. But I can't pinpoint from where." The Prime reached up to her own panel and selected the signal band. Her expression seemed lost, even confused for a moment. She rose so quickly to her feet that she nearly lost her balance. "Course heading three three mark four. Resume flight plan back to Haven. Cloak at once. Speed warp three." She looked back down to the signal band presented on her console. "Notify me the moment we are within sensor range." She turned and headed down the steps without another word.