Post by Deleted on Nov 15, 2014 18:24:35 GMT -8
When you’d lost loved ones, the holidays were the hardest. True, Emmarie hadn’t lost many people in her life, but she had never met her birth parents, and she always felt a little melancholy when there was a celebration going on. Between Caine’s visits with the medical staff, and Sig’s friendly visits to Hunter, Emmarie had gotten to learn more about Sig, and the terrible weight he carried around.
Instead of going to the party, she had decided to visit Sig and give him some company. She hoped it would keep his mind off of those who left him behind. Emmarie sat on the couch in his quarters, Caine’s tiny body nestled on her chest as he slept. He was still small, but he was eating well, and immediately post mealtime, he fell into a deep, sound sleep. It was hard to sit him down, harder still to leave him at the nursery during her shifts. Emmarie feared that Caine’s presence might remind Sig of his own children, but she hadn’t wanted to leave him at the nursery. With Sean gone, there were very few young children aboard the Talon, and Caine was the only one so young that he couldn’t go to the children’s Halloween party. Rather than make one of the nursery staff stay behind, Emmarie had decided to take Caine with her.
“So what’s for adult dinner?” Emmarie asked, her voice loud enough to carry into the kitchen where Sig was cooking, but low enough to avoid waking Caine. “It smells delicious.” So far, Sig had insisted that it was a surprise, but Emmarie’s curiosity wouldn’t be quieted that easily.
“Your quarters have a great view. Shame this planet we’re orbiting is rather dull to look at.” Hunter was down on the surface. They had easily fallen into a routine that had worked for them, even though the rest of the crew found it so hard to understand. The hardest part thus far had been managing away team missions. They’d agreed that it was irresponsible of them to both go on a mission and risk the chance that Caine grow up like Emmarie had: an orphan. Hunter had been preoccupied, and Emmarie hoped that this mission would help him find the peace he needed. She hadn’t pushed him to figure out what bothering him, but she hoped that someday he would be able to confide in her with such things. Regardless of what he did or didn’t say, she knew he loved her.
She knew-- unequivocally-- that she loved him as well. With Hunter, she knew the old adage to be true: If you love it, let it go. If it comes back to you, its yours forever. If it doesn’t, then it was never meant to be. Still, it hurt to see him suffering, and she knew that Colton was still haunting him, even after death.
She sighed. Regardless of their differences, the Talon crew was united in pain. You’re here to cheer up Sig, not get sad over things you can’t change. “Would you join Starfleet again if you knew everything you knew now?”
Tag: @sig
Instead of going to the party, she had decided to visit Sig and give him some company. She hoped it would keep his mind off of those who left him behind. Emmarie sat on the couch in his quarters, Caine’s tiny body nestled on her chest as he slept. He was still small, but he was eating well, and immediately post mealtime, he fell into a deep, sound sleep. It was hard to sit him down, harder still to leave him at the nursery during her shifts. Emmarie feared that Caine’s presence might remind Sig of his own children, but she hadn’t wanted to leave him at the nursery. With Sean gone, there were very few young children aboard the Talon, and Caine was the only one so young that he couldn’t go to the children’s Halloween party. Rather than make one of the nursery staff stay behind, Emmarie had decided to take Caine with her.
“So what’s for adult dinner?” Emmarie asked, her voice loud enough to carry into the kitchen where Sig was cooking, but low enough to avoid waking Caine. “It smells delicious.” So far, Sig had insisted that it was a surprise, but Emmarie’s curiosity wouldn’t be quieted that easily.
“Your quarters have a great view. Shame this planet we’re orbiting is rather dull to look at.” Hunter was down on the surface. They had easily fallen into a routine that had worked for them, even though the rest of the crew found it so hard to understand. The hardest part thus far had been managing away team missions. They’d agreed that it was irresponsible of them to both go on a mission and risk the chance that Caine grow up like Emmarie had: an orphan. Hunter had been preoccupied, and Emmarie hoped that this mission would help him find the peace he needed. She hadn’t pushed him to figure out what bothering him, but she hoped that someday he would be able to confide in her with such things. Regardless of what he did or didn’t say, she knew he loved her.
She knew-- unequivocally-- that she loved him as well. With Hunter, she knew the old adage to be true: If you love it, let it go. If it comes back to you, its yours forever. If it doesn’t, then it was never meant to be. Still, it hurt to see him suffering, and she knew that Colton was still haunting him, even after death.
She sighed. Regardless of their differences, the Talon crew was united in pain. You’re here to cheer up Sig, not get sad over things you can’t change. “Would you join Starfleet again if you knew everything you knew now?”
Tag: @sig