It wouldn’t have been his choice to be here. After a decade or so serving as a Starfleet officer, not to mention his time as a cadet, Matthias had been through his share of psych evaluations. As far as he knew he hadn’t been declared crazy by anyone yet, and found it unlikely that it would be the result of this meeting. Yet he was brought here by his own will. Actually his own stubbornness would be more accurate. He really didn’t care for the counselor’s attempt to push him into an evaluation he wasn’t due for when she came on board, and he wanted to prove himself a man of his word by showing up a year after his last session, if one could call it that. Somehow he had a feeling this meeting would be different than the one a year ago. His counseling appointment last year involved a game of poker, several beautiful women clinging to a wealthy playboy, his XO gambling away her living situation, and the counselor running from the room crying.

Mathias pressed the chime as he stood outside the Counselor’s office and awaited a response.

Captain Mathias McGarrett, CO