USS Asimov
Tennessee, Earth - Home Sweet Home
Posted by Commander Shara Calloway (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Tennessee, Earth - Home Sweet Home
Posted by Civilian Micah Pikelsimer (Federation Security Agent) in Tennessee, Earth - Home Sweet Home
Posted by Commander Shara Calloway (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Tennessee, Earth - Home Sweet Home
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Tilting her head back, Shara leaned against him, letting him taking up the slight burden of balancing her weight. Small things, small allowances. She wasn’t even sure exactly when that had started with them but it was something she had noticed (usually after the fact). They each gave up a little bit more of their much needed control to the other. So much of their work was about precision, about controlling all the variables and shifting things into their favour, but that wasn’t possible here. Here, just them, there were no enemies to fight, no battles to win (save those against their inner demons) and neither was an obstacle to surmount. Instead, he seemed to let her unravel a little bit more each day and Shara could not explain the how or why of it. She only knew that having had a taste of it, it was like a craving and she wanted more of this peacefulness, this resting. “It’s been so long since I’ve felt this at ease, Micah. Even with all the rest of the chaos sitting underneath it seems less… pressing, less heavy here with you.” Eyes still closed, she trusted her senses and him.
~Shara
Micah smiled. “I know the feeling, Sha. You make everything… I wanna say easier but that ain’t the right word. I think… I think ‘lighter’ is right, like you said. And as far as the rest of the chaos goes… I’ll help. However I can, however you want me to or let me. I’ll be here for you… and here will be here for you, too. This place has always been mine and mine alone… but with you I’ll share. And happily, too.” He kissed her neck. “We got a lot of baggage, you and I. Maybe we can unpack summa that here, let some finally go; I dunno. All I know is that right here… right now… with you… I feel… well…” and he took a breath.
“I feel safe with you, Sha.”
The magnitude of that statement could only be appreciated by someone who had lived a life like the two of them had.
Micah
Her torso expanded with the large breath she took and then it deflated as she it go. Turning in his arms, she rested her head in the crook of his neck. “I’m glad,” she whispered. there was so much that could be said but timing was everything and Shara knew that once she started with some of it, she wouldn’t be able to just stop. “Do we have to worry about dinner?”
~Shara
Micah shook his head and looked down at her and kissed her head. “Naw… fish stew. It’ll have to cook for a while anyway to marry everything together.” He could feel the moment: her and him, on the edge of… * something*. He took a breath and exhaled slowly and said “Tell me, Sha. Tell me what you want to. We got all the time we need.” and he pulled her tight against him as the hot water fell like rain on them.
Micah