Awakenings

[Liliana Hamilton 0]

Lily attended the memorial service. Being new on the Challenger crew, she didn't know many of the names that were being recited, nor did she know the lives they represented. The vessels that held them were now being buried, cremated, or ejected into space according to the rites and customs of their respective traditions. She was quite aware how close she had come to being one of those names. She pulled down the collar of her uniform and touched the scar on her neck; an X. The ghastly Klingon's symbol that his deeds should never be forgotten. He was now dead; his companion was in Vulcan custody, pending transfer to Starfleet. What they would do with him, she did not know, nor did she care. She returned to attention, listening to the eulogies for the slain. Today was their day.

 

When the service ended, Lily returned to her assigned quarters and checked her overflowing mail box. A large email and a smaller email were there. The large one carried a set of orders, and a cargo manifest, directly from the office of Commodore Moose. The second bore the same signature and security clearance. "If you're still up to it, ECS Bonaventure leaves in a week."