Posted by Lieutenant Sharah Fayth (Chief Star Fleet Medical Officer) in Three Isn’t A Crowd If You Don’t Want It To Be

Posted by Civilian Yavia Crockett (Nurse - Sacred Heart Hospital) in Three Isn’t A Crowd If You Don’t Want It To Be

Posted by Major General Charles Tenkiller (Vice-Commander, Colonial Customs and Defense Agency) in Three Isn’t A Crowd If You Don’t Want It To Be

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“Depends on how she wears the apron while cooking.” Tenkiller said and softly pinched V on the thigh and laughed.

Sharah looked over at Yavia, the idea in Charles’ head quite appealing. “We’ll have to buy her one.”

Yavia grabbed his hand and kissed the pads of his fingers. “You two buy it and I’ll wear it.”

He ate the gazpacho quickly, looking back and forth at V and Sharah and really wanting the dinner to be done. But he was also enjoying the anticipation of the ‘festivities’ the three would have when they got home. He smiled at the idea of the three of them going home together. And the idea of the three of them as a single unit.

Tenkiller

Sharah snickered softly as he began to eat faster. The feeling of home and them was heady and dizzing, and if she was honest with herself, it also felt unstable. That was a reflection of herself and her own mental state, and not a reflection of Charles or Yavia. Being equally honest, she was enjoying the dinner, but desperately wanted be home with them. To move past the uncertainty and self doubt. But that took time. Charles’s anticipation and Yavia’s easy acceptance, of it all was impossible not to give in to though. She smiled at them both and turned her attention elsewhere for a moment when they were done eating. “Heigr won’t be returning for another several minutes. You might want to use the green button.”

Sharah

Yavia could feel the back and forth in Sharah, but took it as good that Sharah wasn’t trying to hide it. Yavia knew this was all a lot in a shirt amount of time. She also knew, as did TK, Sharah had a lot of healing to do, but they would take care of her.

“Oh....TK I think she wants to go home. Our home.” She gave Sharah a wicked look. “Or…maybe we hit the red button instead.” She would have laughed at the look on Sharah’s face if she hadn’t been so serious.

Yavia

Charles laughed and said “Now… I know that the red button would maintain all our good reputations and such; but I think maybe we save those particular dishes for when we get home.” He looked at Sharah, then at V and winked, and then back to Sharah and said “Although I find the idea of you as dessert more than encouraging me to ask for a doggy bag for the rest of the meal.” and he grinned as she turned eight shades of red.

Tenkiller

Yavia squeezed his hand under the table eyes dancing as Sharah turned red. “Oh desert sounds…” she gave Sharah a warm look the caressed her from head to toe, “satisfying.” Then she turned her gaze in TK, “Don’t you agree Sharah?”

Yavia

It was overwhelming, the input. Their thoughts and feelings. Enticing and teasing. Intense and loving. Anticipation and affection. Want and comfort. And it was loud and insistent enough to keep the noise at bay. She shifted in her seat, looking flustered, confused, uncertain and overwhelmed. She stared at her bowl wishing there was more gazpacho or at the very least water in her glass. The pull of that connection, the need for it, mixed with all the rest.

Sharah

Charles watched her for a moment and then leaned over to V and whispered “I think we need to reboot her.” He kissed her quickly and then turned his body to the side Sharah was on. He reached one arm over her lap and put his hand on her opposite hip while putting his closest hand on the other side. He then pulled and twisted her so she was suddenly facing him and straddling his lap, her knees on either side of his hips. It was a closeness that could not be misconstrued, but for good measure he put one hand on the back of her neck and pulled her face to his, kissing her with a yearning and an uncompromising affection that he shared only with Yavia.

Tenkiller