Sharah wasn’t sure how she felt about yet another ship reassignment. She had truly felt like she’d found a place among the crew. Her life was rich and full and not lonely anymore. But it was part of being in service. But after the Viking’s last misison she was being decomissioned and the crew reassigned. The debriefing had been intense and overwhelming for Sharah, but she guessed no more so than anyone else. And then had come the psych reviews. The had stretched for hours and days. In the end it was decided that Sharah needed a long medical leave. The doctors had encouraged her to decide if Star Fleet really was the right place for someone like her. That hurt and stung and made Sharah feel like some kind of monster or thing to be pitied and hidden away.

But right now she was taking her medical leave. Cpt Rende had arranged for Sharah and Markus to travel with them for awhile. Tabris’ children were excited to travel more and spend time with them all. Sharah had spent the morning prepping Geoff (Tabris’ fig tree), Hope (her bonsai), and Markus’ bonsai for transport. She heard the children in the corridor, her quarters on the far end of the same deck and grabbed her last bag and stepped out to join them.

Mercona was firmly attached to Eldorin has he carried her. Julin was skipping back and forth until he spotted her and then he wouldn’t leave her side. Neltus walked with Cpt Rende asking all kinds of questions about Asam Estate and what Earth was like. Vedi though, he never wandered far from Tabris. He was nervous and worried he wouldn’t be accepted and he felt safer with his father. Sharah could feel Markus’ presence, his light mental touch, he was on his way to meet them.

The captain took the controls along with her husband, while the rest got settled. It was a long and slightly cramped journey to the Starbase where Sharah and Markus would continue the rest of their journey.

Fayth