Walking through the ship holodeck, currently a replica of the moon Eden project mk2 Ollie watched his daughter splashing in the puddles of the arboretum floor as they awaited the counsellor. The sessions as Starfleet called them were to support him as a single parent and more importantly, make sure Hazel was getting everything she needed whilst being aboard a ship like the Leviathan. It was A family ship but the ship was a family, at least that is the impression he got.

Ollie was wearing his command uniform, his hair cleanly shaven though a light stubble coming through something that was growing on him both literally and figuratively. “Hazel dear you’re going to catch a cold if you get too wet” He said knowing that she was probably having to much fun to listen. She was wearing her favourite purple wellies a sun dress which was now damp at the bottom and clutched in one hand her precious teddy.

“Daddy!” She said as the doors opened and for the sake of the replicator having to recycle another set of clothes, he hoped it was the counsellor.