Shifts Turning Into Days

[Arch Angel 0]

Shifts Turning Into Days

Personal Log: Angelis,John,A.,Lt.Jg., 2 nd. Squadron, 420th. Light Fighter Grp.

 

Angel entered the quarters of he and his new wife Schawnsee just in time to see her rushing into the bedroom getting ready to shower. Schawnsee turned and smiled her beautiful smile as always.

 

Hello my love; Taking her into his arms and kissing her embracing her tightly. The look of surprise was clearly etched on her face. Angel saw the look and chuckled a bit, It does take some getting adjusted to does it not ?. Schawnsee smiled as she always does ..then just as quickly looked down and replied "I have to shower and change,I have to return to duty". I understand ,I am so tired from lack of sleep as well. I have been pouring over the logs of the Alert one fighters, And the log of the shuttle in what appears to be a futile attempt to get some relevant data from our little trip to organia.

 

I told V'Roy I would return as soon as possible myself, Post shower and change into a clean uniform. I had hoped to catch up with you here...from the rumors going around the ship it appears you have been busy as well. I actually was going to suggest we eat from the replicator and grab some quick rest and spend a bit of time together.

 

Holding his hand up...I understand Little One this is not going to happen as she and he headed for the closets to grab a new set of clean uniforms. Time seems to be in short abundance now...Feast or famine, Remember not too long ago we have a excess of time on our hands. He could almost feel her reaction from the shower as he was laying out his own clothes. Grabbing a towel and draping it over the shower door...There you are my dear,fresh clean towel.

 

Walking to the replicator angel ordered two Two Herbal Teas..Hot. Taking the teas over to the small table in the middle of the room,setting his down and handing the other to Schawnsee as she came from the bedroom. Your tea my love...figured you will need it. Looking up she smiled, Kissing him gently she was back out of the door turning to tell him perhaps we might get dinner later.

 

Drying off from his shower...finishing his tea, Angel donned his clean uniform and entered the front room ..setting the cup in the reclamation port. turned looked into the mirror to insure the gig line was right. The parting words of Schawnsee were still fresh on his mind, "Perhaps we might get dinner later". Dinner indeed...The way it is going my love we may well be lucky to be able to see much of each other at all.

 

Leaving their quarters and entering the TL..."Fighter Bay", As the whoosh of the lift the hum from the systems on the ship filled the air. Well back to work...lets see what we can find out...were his final thoughts as the lift doors opened.

 

Computer End Log::...Beep...