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The End of a Hard Day

Posted on Sun Jun 24th, 2018 @ 1:28pm by Lieutenant Varina Hightower
Edited on on Sun Jun 24th, 2018 @ 1:30pm

Mission: Mission 1: Unscheduled Madness
Location: Hightower's Quarters
Timeline: MD 3; 1800 Hours

Varina arrived back at her quarters, ready to call it a day. The medical staff had to deal with three different cases involving crew members getting into altercations with others. Most been one crewmember catching the other in some act of disobedience, which was,of course. Xompletely untrue according to the other. Varina was sure the truth lay somewhere in between, but that was not for her to decipher. She simply had to clean them up. However, her report to the Captain--in the morning--would relay the stangeness of that happening that many times in one day when there had been practically no interpersonal issues before this. The Chief of Security, Ms. Isuri, had been advised of the situation and handled any questioning herself. She imagined the Captain would get a report from both of them.

Until then she simply wanted to sit in a hot bath and let the day melt away. She shed her outer uniform jacket and threw it on the couch as she passed by. Grabbed a glass of ice water from the replicator, and walked into her room, almost gulping down the whole thing. Her feet continued their trek to her washroom where she started her bath before returning to the replicator. This time she requested a large glass of wine. She wished it was the real stuff, but it would have to do.

Through half closed eyes, she turned to go back to her room when the vision that met her brought her to a halt.

"Momma?"

Varina looked around the room. There were no projectors, nor was there anyone else in the room. But...

"Erick? Wh-what are you doing here? How...?" She put her glass down, barely managing to not spill it, and closed the distance between her and her son. The closer she got, the bigger the smile that formed on her face. "I missed you so..."

As soon as she knelt down and reached to put her arms around him, he disappeared, and she was left blinking. Again, lookingaround her room for holo-emitters. Someone was playing a cruel joke on her, but with tears blurring her vision, she couldn't see what she knew had to be there. Did Darren know someone here? Was he putting that person up to this? There was no other explanation. No one else knew her, or her son. And only a very few people knew her situation.

She could only kneel where she was, looking at the place where her boy had stood just a few moments before as the vision swam before her eyes. When would she see him again?



Lieutenant Varina Hightower
Chief Medical Officer, USS Orion



 

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