Posted by Lieutenant Commander Sharah Fayth (Chief Star Fleet Medical Officer) in Choices and Follow-Through
Sharah couldn’t put off her decision any longer. She knew what she wanted to do, so now she had to do it. Whatever came next, and apparently that was a much larger possibility than she had ever expected. She scheduled a time with McBride, and on the day she made her way to his office and rang the chime.

Lt. Cmdr. Fayth, SFCMO

“Come in,” McBride said.

Inside, Jonathan was looking out one of the windows and out into the large interior courtyard of the Complex. Mug in hand, he took a sip and turned to face his newcomer.

“Commander, come on it. I suspect by your calling a meeting, you have thought over the situation was last discussed?” he asked, gesturing for her to take a seat in the small sitting area that he had finally gotten around to bringing in. It was just a small sofa and two arm chairs set around a circular coffee table, but it provided him more options for meetings. The office wasn’t tiny, but he was still working on tweaking things to his liking.

Captain McBride, Starfleet CO