In the large central bed, of the large crew garden space on Deck 4, a few volunteers were busy following a list of instructions left by one Lieutenant Commander Faye Calloway. In the same open space where she had received her Decoration for Valor and Gallantry, and where she had received her hollow third pip, a wedding would take place.

She had spent last night making the garlands that were hung between the four pillars of the makeshift dance floor, and one large rectangular table was off to the side where everyone would eat. Another couple of tables would be for food, and a small round one held the wedding cake. She had requested chocolate from Harv, and maybe a layer of vanilla for those that didn’t like chocolate, but other than frosting that tasted good that was white or pale green, she didn’t care what it looked like.

In the trees surrounding the clearing, lights had been hung, creating an enchanting space where the intimate event would take place. Faye had figured it best that they keep things simple, without fuss, and so the Tracken-style ceremony would take place on the dance floor.

“Did she say where the candles were going?” Ensign Rickman called out.

“Yeah, on the tables. They’re going to finish the rest of the decorating, though, so you can leave them there,” Lieutenant Kahf replied.

~Pre-wedding Prep Crew