For the second day in a row, the end of Christine's shift in medical could not come fast enough. Yesterday, anxiety was eating her alive. Today, relief was overwhelming and she had a conversation she was determined to have before she crashed for the night. Call it the follow up to the conversation that had struck a good bit of this in motion ( Read more... )

Sickbay was quiet this morning. Festively decorated and prone to having things play bits of carols when they were used, yes, but not very busy. So, really, this was a good a time as any to have that conversation she didn't want to have. Except she did want to have it because she wanted the issue clarified as quickly as possible so that she could ( Read more... )

Leonard finished the review of another report done and outta his hair. Sighed contently and leaned back in his chair. Another thing to tick off his To-Do list. At the rate he was going, he'd be itching for something to happen start of their next assignment.

He quickly banished that thought. He wouldn't call himself superstitious exactly. But ( Read more... )

Engineering was a big place alright. Keenser had shimmied his way up pipes and ladders to settle in a high spot with a good view of the whole room. This was a far cry from the scrapheaps he'd worked with on Delta Vega--these were shiny. The advanced machinery that kept this Galaxy-class starship running like the champ she was was nothing to be ( Read more... )