USS Asimov
From the Shadows Comes Hope
Posted by Civilian Micah Pikelsimer (Federation Security Agent) in From the Shadows Comes Hope
Posted by Commander Shara Calloway (Chief Intelligence Officer) in From the Shadows Comes Hope
Posted by Civilian Micah Pikelsimer (Federation Security Agent) in From the Shadows Comes Hope
Posted by… suppressed (1) by the Post Ghost! 👻(snip)
Shara snorted. “You do remember I almost poisoned Faye with her own birthday cake? Actually, to be fair, it wasn’t dangerous, just terribly inedible. But Nadine’s got enough weird things about her birth mom to work through. Food poisoning is not something I want to add to the list.”
While they were joking, there was something earnest in her voice. “I just don’t want my father to be the reason I can’t do something. I’m getting too old for that crap. Besides, he’s dying and if he didn’t die during our disappearance, he can’t last much longer. Though Gavin would have…” Shara dropped her toast onto her plate, her mouth and eyes wide.
“I haven’t called Gavin. It’s like I forgot we were even talking again…” she whispered. He had to have heard all the rumours but what if he hadn’t heard the aftermath? His sister, once again a terrible person betraying Starfleet. That’s what he had to have been thinking this whole time.
~Shara Calloway, CIO
Micah stood up and went to the closet where the records were kept and came back with a small comm unit. “Call ‘em. Right now. Although I will say FedSec sent a clearance memo to all known family members, so he probably knows you’re good… but ya should call.”
Micah
She set her plate down and took the comm. Shara stared at it for a moment before she put in the ping to Gavin, not even sure where his ship was right now. She knew the general service areas they tended to be in, but that didn’t mean he was easily reachable. “Okay, ping sent. Just need to wait,” Shara said, picking up her plate again and resuming her meal.
“So, besides listening to my music and teaching me to cook, and spending time with the kids, anything you want to specifically do while we’re here?”
~Shara Calloway, CIO
“Other than you?” he asked with a wink and a grin. “I wanna go fishing. I wanna go to the cave and drink some of Pap’s shine. And I wanna have the Morgans over to thank ‘em for the work they did for us and the kids. Other than that? I just wanna kick back and watch the trees for a while.” He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, all the tension he had held for the past almost-year starting to finally exit his body, mind… and soul. “What about you, hun? Whatcha want to do while we are home?”
Micah
“Well, Black Wolf was arranging things, but to make the experience more… real for me than the holodeck would be, he suggested I do this sweat lodge thing here on Earth. Would you go with me?” It was partly about safety while in a vulnerable state, but also she wanted him to be a part of her healing process. He had been for quite a bit of it and it felt important to allow him into this piece of the process.
~Shara Calloway, CIO
“Done and done. I’ll sweat with you anytime you like.” and he grinned and kissed her; a long, slow kiss that conveyed as much love as it did lust. When he finally pulled away he smiled and said “Oh, and just in case ya forgot… I love you, Shara Calloway-Pikelsimer.” They had never discussed names, or if either of their names would change after they were married (in a drunken haze, yes… but still legal). And his use of the name didn’t seem to say that he was suggesting it… just that she was a part of him, a partner and a wife.
Micah
“What a mouthful,” she quipped trying to curb a smile from lips that still tingled. “You forgot my middle name too. Yep, a mouthful.” She finished her toast and set the plate down. “I do want to drop into Knoxville to look at piano music, but that might be a good thing to do on our way back from wherever we do this ritual.”
Meanwhile, the shuttle dipped as they descended through the troposphere. Faye had been rather quiet on the journey over from the Athena, but she wasn’t moody per say. Just very contemplative and trying to not let her thoughts get ahead of her. Tess roamed about and had her favourite nooks but of course her favourite place to be was in Faye’s lap, even if Faye was piloting, as she was now. “We have clearance all the way. Should be two minutes,” she said, eyes focused on the readouts, glancing out the front window as North America came closer and then soon they were headed over the Eastern US towards Tennessee.
~Shara & Faye Calloway