Remembering

[Kallah Ramson 0]

One advantage to being an engineer was that you were rarely confined to one area of the ship. Ensign Ramson three days earlier was somewhat unfamiliar with the Sovereign class starships. An hour since the battle and she felt she was rebuilding one from scratch. That was mostly a matter of perspective. In her normal duties Kallah might adjust the comm relay of her fighter and walk the long stretch of eight meters to key in the updates into the crafts computer. Now she was covering eight decks tracking down microfractures in the EPS grid.

 

Nearly done Kallah took a momentary break. Easing herself to the floor she folded her legs underneath and to the side of herself, resting her side on the bulkhead of the access tunnel. She was comfortably out of the way here but could see the flow of personnel in the adjacent corridor. Among all the new people a familiar face passed by. It was the Orion she had met on the bridge before the battle. Kallah smiled softly as she thought of her mother.

 

 

::Cue Flashback Ripple::

 

 

The wind whipped fiercely against the side of the house. The sandstorm outside was harsh but nothing unusual and little Kallah felt safe and protected, especially as she leaned back against her mother. Her father and brothers were up on the station. She and her mother had just come home to get a PADD they had forgotten when the storm blew up. They had faced similar storms before and it was safest now just to wait it out.

 

 

This didn't bother Kallah. It was something special to have her mother all to herself. When everyone was around their minds mingled and spoke flowingly in ways unexplainable, except for Saraina. Her mother, though part Vulcan never fully developed her telepathy and even if she had it was doubtful she could have fully understood the common melding of the Minaran's minds. It made Kallah sad sometimes as she and her father would have whole conversations with nothing more shown outwardly than a knowing nod....and there her poor mother would just look on and shake her head.

 

Now they sat together happily chatting about the simplest things. Sleepily Kallah snuggled against her mother, letting out a silent yawn. Sara wrapped her arms around her daughter and kissed her gently on the head. Tilting her head Kallah rested her hand over her mothers, comparing the two. Despite the size difference what suddenly struck her most was the tone of their skin, the soft tone of her own and the luscious green of Saraina's. She looked up at her mother, catching a smile then returned to her studying of their hands.

 

Without a word Sara drew a finger from her other hand. Lightly she ran it along the edge of her own hand with Kallah's splayed wide on top to match the shape Sara was outlining. Then she ran her hand up with her thumb on her own arm and the tip of her index finger on Kallah's. Reaching their shoulder Sara gently edged Kallah's chin over and up to look at her. Though faintly little Kallah could see her own face as it appeared in her mothers mind. Their two faces overlapping all hues faded away. The like shapes as well faded. Everything drifted away but a warm enveloping love.

 

 

Kallah cradled her arms around herself as she rested against the bulkhead. With a soft exhale she turned and stood up again. Just three more sections of EPS to check then she thought she should see if they were needing any help in sickbay. Any little reminder of Mom felt good right now.