A Very Happy Turn of Events

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A Very Happy Turn of Events

A Log by Lt David Johnson

David walked out of security after a very interesting conversation with Joy after she had transferred two ducks into two stasis containers for him and Lt Bob had beamed them to a shuttle-craft. As David strolled down the hall he had a smile on his face and felt calmer than he had in days. All the uncertainty about being able to appear at his own wedding and what direction his career was headed in had disappeared…thanks to Admiral BluRox. Not only had she granted his request for leave but she had promoted him as well and all in exchange for a small favor which David was happy to do even though it as the transporting of two of the dangerous ducks, one of which was the one that had bitten his finger off.

 

David entered a turbo lift and said, “Shuttle Bay One.” As David rode the lift to his destination he pondered something that the Admiral had said to him when granting his request. “Perhaps this will give you and you’re bride a chance to think about you’re careers.” Though David was not sure what Rebecca wanted to do, he knew what he wanted to do. He wanted to stay on the Republic. He hadn’t even been on the ship a week when he was tossed into the brig, not even two when he had had his first confrontation with Lt Cmdr BobO, not even five when he had had his finger bitten off. As David contemplated his brief career in Starfleet he realized that he had had a number of experiences and not all of them had been pleasant. But, in the last few weeks there had been a very happy turn of events for David. He had made some friends, had been promoted, and most importantly he had gotten engaged. He had in a sense, found himself, if he had been lost to begin with and he knew that if he left the Republic, even with his new rank, he would have to start all over, and the last thing he wanted was to lose what he already gained. The turbo-lift stopped and the doors opened.

 

David walked out of the lift and down the hall towards the shuttle-bay, still deep in thought. Just a few weeks ago, he had practically been begging Joy not to leave the ship because he did not want to lose her as a friend. Oh he could have sent messages to her over subspace but it wouldn’t have been the same. And yet, he had been doing that with his fiancé for almost a year. While he did not want to leave all his friends on the Republic and start anew somewhere else his most recent conversation with Joy had him thinking. She had outright told him to go to his fiancé and to never leave her, to do what she wanted, and he had to wonder whether staying on the Republic was in Rebecca’s best interest, especially since the two of them we’re going to be newlyweds. But, perhaps, just perhaps, Rebecca would ask to join him and put in for a transfer. The Admiral had offered to give him some bigger quarters for that specific reason.

 

David entered the shuttle-bay to find the shuttle with the two ducks, safe in their stasis containers waiting for him. He entered it, activated all the power systems and initiated the pre-launch sequence. He was all ready to go except for one important task that needed to be done.

 

David tapped his combadge, “Johnson to the Bridge,” he said. Admiral BluRox sitting in her command chair took his call, “Go ahead Lt,” she replied. “Permission to disembark ma’am?” “Granted,” said the Admiral, and then she added, “Congratulations, good luck, and come back soon.”

 

David smiled and replied, “Thank You ma’am, Johnson out.” He ended the communication, activated the engines, waited for the shuttle-bay doors to be open and then piloted the shuttle out of the bay. As he left the Republic, he wondered whether he would be coming back in a few weeks, with a new addition to his family and a new addition to the Republic crew or whether it would be someone else returning the shuttle and he would be the one adjusting to life aboard the Rhode Island. One thing was certain, he wanted to do what was best for both he, and Rebecca, because that was the most important thing of all.