C'est La Vie - Log by Ensign Stron

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Nelson slumped into his chair after a day of station santization, and a trail that took more than a few turns. He saw on the bottom of his computer screen a small blinking square, someone was trying to reach him. He crawled to the chair, sat down, and hit the button as he eased into the seat. The bright face of his sister Alicia filled the screen. He smiled at the unexpected message. She grinned, "So how's the Starfleet officer doing this evening?" Nelson chuckled, it was good to see her again, after so long..... " Well, I'm doing good, the Science Department was just what I was hoping for, and you should see the ship bay, we have hundreds of ships coming here everyday, Dad would really be floored." Nelson paused as he saw the smile drain from his older sisters face. " About dad.....I meant to tell you, he's gotten sick....quite sick." Nelson couldn't understand, " But its nothing Medical can't hadle right?" By now all the traces of a smile were gone. "Thats the problem their having alittle trouble with it, they just arn't sure..how to cure it, they can stop its spread, but..they just can't get rid of it." Nelson's face drooped, " I understand, I certainly will pray for him, I'm sure they Will, find a cure. So......what has become of the shipyard without him being able to work....." She looked over at someone behind her and nodded. " Mom, Amy, and I have taken on the work...for now, but everyone seems rather distracted, and their all as worried as us about dad. They all really were all, like a big family." She gave a small smile, "We all miss you Nel." She nodded again to someone off the screen. " I have to go, I hope we can talk again soon brother....goodbye." Nelson nodded, " Say I love you to Mom and Amy, and tell Dad that He better get well soon and that i love him." She smiled and nodded, she hit a button on her computer and like that the screen blinked back to the normal Starfleet insignia. Nelson rubbed his forehead, this is just too much on top of the court martial of a friend. He took of his uniform and got into bed, not like he would be getting much sleep that night anyway.