2200HRS

Sat on the edge of bed Ensign Leigh Somes sighed, As he stretched out in what can only be as cramped conditions. He tried for now to stop thinking about the Praxis incident and concentrate on his new assignment. The Wolverine wasn’t a problem in it self. The mission brief that it had was some what unique to most Starfleet ships, The ship its self he heard was based loosely on the Defiant class ship. Once the closest thing to a defence to the Borg. Because of that the defiant class seemed to make its mark. He enjoyed the uniqueness of the wolverine and its mission.

The quarters for him was a sanctuary from his shame and his past. He still felt that he needed to tell his side of this particular tale woe. Some that would listen to him with out judging him. The past haunted him in his every waking moment and whilst he was sleeping the night mares where real and intense. Although he was lucky not to end up on trial for the deaths of his former crew and those lives on Praxis. Those in command had said that he had suffered enough and that the guilt he carried was his and his alone.

Typical command brush it under the carpet. He wanted to speak to some one about that day but no one would get back to him. The assignment wasn’t to be here it was a promotion. But it more likely that he would remain an Ensign the rest of his natural career. He would be over looked and ignored unless it was to have orders barked at him.

After being laid on the bed for some time reflecting he found himself drifting off to sleep as first shift duty was 0500 tomorrow.

End

Ensign Leigh Somes
Medical Officer