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Captain's Quarters- If You Can't Stand the Heat

Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Captain’s Quarters- If You Can’t Stand the Heat

Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Captain’s Quarters- If You Can’t Stand the Heat

Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Captain’s Quarters- If You Can’t Stand the Heat
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Alex looked at her and asked her pointedly “But are you? And more importantly… is he?” He looked at her and shook his head and laughed softly again before downing the contents of the glass again and refilling.

Faye watched him for a moment and then got up, taking her empty wine glass with her to the kitchen. “We’ve discussed the expectations and limitations very clearly, yes.”

He leaned back and looked at her, his eyes points of fire. “First mentoring lesson… it is times like this that being the Captain is really f&^%ing hard and makes you wish you had pursued a career in something less stressful… like the bomb squad.”

Cochrane

Rinsing off the odd little stone, Faye returned and dropped it in the empty glass. Then she proceeded to pour herself a drink and knock it back, with all the smoothness of the disaster of a night almost two weeks ago and none of the crisis. “Tell me how you really feel,” she said sarcastically with raised brows. “I am a grown woman you know, last I checked.”

~Faye Calloway

Alex looked at his glass, not at her. “How I really feel as your Captain? How I really feel as your friend?” and his eyes came up and met hers.

“Both? And think about that a minute. Because I will be honest with you.” and he took a drink.

Cochrane

Faye poured herself another drink. “Well, as my captain, you really don’t have a say. As my friend, I value your opinion though that doesn’t mean I have to like it or agree,” she said evenly before taking a modest sip of the smooth liquor.

~Faye Calloway

“I don’t have a say no matter what. But I have an opinion based on each. You want my opinion as your friend? Ok…” and another long pull from the glass followed. “As your friend. You can and should do better… for your sake.”

Cochrane

It was to her credit, and tho their friendship, that Faye allowed her mind to attempt processing his words before she reacted. But nope, the frown wasn’t going to disappear from her face anytime soon it appeared. “I… don’t understand. I don’t know what that means.” At least she was meeting his honesty with her own.

~Faye Calloway

Alex looked at her and took a deep breath. “I’m speaking as your friend, okay. But I am still the Captain of this ship. Every instinct in me tells me that discussing another officer under my command is a truly terrible and wholly unprofessional thing to do… but these are not our typical circumstances, now are they?” and he took a drink. “All I ask is that you not discuss this conversation with anyone. Not Zef, not your mother, certainly not Lieutenant Wyatt… not even your own damn reflection. Do I have your word?”

Taking a breath… and another drink… he began. “So Mr. Wyatt is… problematic… for me. Especially when it comes to you, but maybe not for the reason you may think.” He looked at her a moment and then said “I’m guessing you know he may have killed you, right?”

“Well… his decision to vent the tubes was an issue for me on many levels. First, it was directly disobeying a direct order. I told him point blank not to do a damn thing that could have hurt you. He did it anyway. When I called him on it later… he defended it by saying the safeguards would have protected you. I had to point out to him that the safeguards no longer applied to you as you were a fugitive and a threat to the ship as far as the computer would have been concerned. That told me he didn’t think his actions through. Now, he and I have had a long talk about this. He chalked it up to him working too hard and then blamed that fact that he didn’t feel ‘welcome’ on the ship… even though he hadn’t done a damn thing himself to try and connect with anyone himself.” and he took a drink and refilled the glass.

“He’s selfish, Faye. You and he getting together confirms that to me. If he actually cared, he would know that now is not the time for this.... especially knowing what has transpired for you over the past week. I’m pretty sure you know it too. Even if you are trying to ‘keep it uncomplicated’, I’d put hard currency on the fact that he isn’t. He wants to be a part of something bigger than himself. And he needs others to justify that want. The man is a good officer, and a more than decent Security Chief. But as a person? I dont trust him as far as I could throw this ship.. He doesn’t see past his own desires… and he damn sure doesn’t think ahead to what the fallout of chasing his desires could be.” He leaned forward and looked at her, an intensity in his eyes.

“He wants what he wants, and damn anything else. He wanted to catch you to prove himself, and could have killed you in the process, but he did what he wanted to make it happen. He wanted to know what was happening with you, and tried to get in your lab against a direct order not to. He is a man who let’s his desires dictate his actions. So what happens when things between the two of you do get complicated? Because they will, Faye. And they will very quickly. Because he will want more. And he’ll want you to give him more. And he will work it so that it happens.”

“And the worst part? I don’t even think he does it out of maliciousness or harmful intent. I dont think he even knows he’s doing it. Thats why I’m not angry with him.. He’s just… I dont know… lost. He started off hiding in his work, but he didn’t find himself there. And now he’s looking for himself in you and everywhere else but in here.” and he put his hand on his heart.

Alex looked at Faye and shook his head slightly. “Faye… I want you to be happy. And I want you to continue on the road you are on to being actually happy. If you can look at me and tell me that Wyatt is absolutely good for you and you have no concerns that being with him won’t blow up and set you both back… then I’ll shut up and never mention it again. But for me? I just don’t see how thats realistic.” He leaned back and took a drink.

“But also… what the hell do I know? I’m a guy who hadn’t had a romantic relationship in years. Should probably just shut my mouth and let you live your life. Like you said, not like I have a say.” and he took yet another drink.

Cochrane

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