Posted by Major General Charles Tenkiller (Vice Commandant, Colonial Customs and Defense Agency) in I Have Something To Tell You

Posted by Civilian Yavia Crockett (Nurse - Sacred Heart Hospital) in I Have Something To Tell You

Posted by Civilian Sharah Fayth (Director of Medical and Social Services) in I Have Something To Tell You
Sharah returned home, early and quite unexpected. Charles and Yavia were both at work, and so it was just his family there. She’d sort of forgot that. Or she hadn’t included that in her plans. They were flimsy plans and more like the inkling of an idea. She walked in, and as always, trailed her fingers over Hope’s leaves. “Sharah!” Mary got up and hurried over to grab her in a huge hug. Sharah returned it. Abigail smiled quietly at her with a quiet “hello”. His father was always quiet, but warm. Donna respected the space that Sharah needed, but Sharah knew if she wanted to, Donna would hug her and never let go. “You’re home early.”

Sharah swallowed, “I was able to leave early today. Don’t let me interrupt your plans.” Donna shooed Mary away. “Let the poor girl go get relaxed. You can hang on her later.” Mary laughed and let her go. “Okay, but only for a moment.”

“I’m going to shower, but then I’ll come back up.” Sharah wasn’t sure how she would pull this off, but she liked his family too much to not spend a little more time with them.

When she opened the door after shower and changing, Donna was standing there. “Sharah, I think you need to talk.” That was how it all worked out. She told Donna everything. She hadn’t had to worry about it. She’d simply gone up stairs and said Sharah needed to rest and they were going out. Donna told her bye before they left, assuring her they would be out all night.

Lt. Cmdr. Fayth, SFCMO

The car had picked Yavia up from the hospital and now they were sitting outside the CCDA building where TK would transport down. She was agitated. Impatient for him to get there so they could get home.

When he slid into the slider, it all rushed out. “Dr. Korczak had Sharah in the neurology department for over an hour, running tests today. Afterwards she disappeared. She left work. She hasn’t answered her comms.”

Yavia

Charles’s face darkened slightly, but he took Yavia’s hand in his and said “Ok. Take a breath, darlin’. If it was bad- bad, we’d ‘a known by now. And I do know she went and saw the Governor today. About what I dunno, but she wasn’t there long.” His brain started clicking pieces of seemingly unrelated events together. Scuttlebutt had Star Fleet losing a high ranking officer; but who wasn’t clear. Smart money was saying it was McBride. But there had also been a flash before he left his office that a new Director of some flavor had been hired. But with all the vacant seats and such, Tenkiller would be hard pressed to figure out which one. And he hadn’t had a background request in a few weeks, so as far as he knew no one was even in the pipeline. He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Let’s just get home. If’n she ain’t there when we get back, I’ll ping her locator and send some folks to go take a look.” He opened his eyes and looked at Yavia. “Don’t stress, love. We’ll figure it out, okay? Don’t borrow trouble from tomorrow.” and he squeezed her hand.

Tenkiller - VC, CCDA

“Okay,” Yavia wasn’t one to borrow trouble. Dramatic - yes, fierce - absolutely, waiting for doomsday - never. This was Sharah though. She’d been through so much and was better. It scared her that Sharah had disappeared, more that she wasn’t answering her comms. She couldn’t sense her either. Sharah was probably wearing that headband. Yavia had been grateful for the reprieve for Sharah, but now she hated it.

The car finally pulled around behind the house and Yavia practically jumped out of the slider. She bounded up the steps and opened the door. “Donna?! Is Sharah home?” Except there was no answer. The Tenkillers weren’t there. There was a note on the counter in his father’s hand writing. Your mother said Sharah wasn’t feeling well, so we went out. The girls want to go see the night life. If I survive we’ll be back late.

Yavia