Bombshell

Posted on Tue Apr 27th, 2021 @ 12:01am by Captain Rhenora Kaylen & Chief Petty Officer Remal Kajun

Mission: Trapped in Time
Location: Ready Room

Confusion struck him, followed by more confusion and then stone faced shock at the notion, followed by questioning the universe as a whole for all of a second. “You mean, you and me, us? She thinks you’re pregnant? Is she, I mean, have you, I mean I know we but you, has the Doc?” His words were as eloquent as ever.

“I haven’t had a chance to get down to sickbay yet, I feel I need to stay close whilst the ship out there is dealt with” She admitted, still unsure how she felt about the whole thing “Aurora seemed pretty convinced though”

And finally denial, "What makes her so certain? Normally we can't even detect a heartbeat until, what, two or three weeks right?" Confusion returned, "We've only been intimate recently. A few days at most. Maybe, I mean maybe, her own pregnancy is interfering with her..." he mimicked her brain reaching out with his hands. "ability."

“ Possibly, when things get quieter I’ll get a scan with the doc to find out one way or another. I can’t help thinking about the visions we’ve both had though, the cottage and the birth and….” her voice trailed off. “Is this the beginning of the end?”

He was as worried as she, yet he knew they would be okay. There was no way he would allow her to be afraid of what may or may not come in the future, despite what the damned wormhole aliens had shown them. They had been wrong before.

“Don’t. You cannot allow yourself to think that way. Not now. Not ever. Now, put the concept of ‘the end’ well out of your mind and remember, you are stronger than even you know. Together we will show the aliens that we will not bow to their visions.”

His stern words were enough to jolt her out of the small pit of despair that she had been digging for herself, brought on by fear of the unknown and a lack of control.

"Did I ever say how much I love you? You keep me on track and out of the darkness when it looms" she stepped forward and pressed her body into his, revelling in his proximity.

“Once or twice, but it never hurts to hear it said.” He leaned over and kissed her upon the ridges of her nose. “Listen, I will keep you informed if they throw another vision my way. Right now all I can assume is that they were attempting to tell me something and the lesson was lost in translation.” He squeezed her tight.

"Isn't it always the way?" She looked up at him but didn't move away. "Damned visions, can you remember when things used to be much simpler?" She mused with a smirk.

“I can actually.” He mused. “In fact up until a few months ago life was really quite simple. Sitting in an office, listening to people describe their problems to me was as simple as it gets.” He took a small step back so that he could look into her eyes. “But who in their right mind would choose simple when they can have you? The most complex person I know.”

"Gotta exercise your brain somehow right?" She smiled up at him. "Besides, things can't be allowed to get boring. Space has a habit of keeping us on our toes" she pecked him on the cheek. "Now, any more detail on this ship that is seemingly stuck out there?" She dragged the conversation back on track.

He shifted back into a regal demeanor, “not at this time Captain. I will attempt to meditate, to see if the wormhole aliens can shed more light upon the subject. However, I feel our best chance to solve this mystery is to wait and see what our away team discovers.” He stood, hands behind his back, waiting to be dismissed, all the while smiling on the inside.

“As always the Prophets leave us just enough information to get started and that's about it. Thank you my love” She kissed him again before being interrupted by a page from the bridge. Sighing she knew that their moment was over and duty once again took priority, at least for the short term.

“Careful, what will all of the other Chiefs think?” He mused before nodding, turning, and leaving through the parted doors. He walked through the bridge without eyeing anyone in particular, his singular focus on getting the answers by way of a means he did not relish using. Never one to be comfortable with the visions of the Prophets, they were now on his proverbial speed-dial.

Rhenora took a moment to compose herself, stuffing her emotions into the back of her mind as she followed her husband back onto the bridge. He would see what he could divine from the Prophets, and in the meantime, her away team would attempt to find some answers.

TBC