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Calloway's Quarters- Mentoring in All Forms

Posted July 29, 2021, 2:01 p.m. by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) (James Sinclair)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Faye Calloway (Counter-Intelligence Officer) in Calloway’s Quarters- Mentoring in All Forms

Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Calloway’s Quarters- Mentoring in All Forms

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Faye Calloway (Counter-Intelligence Officer) in Calloway’s Quarters- Mentoring in All Forms
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Alex put an arm around her and said “You didn’t know… she didn’t know… Shara didn’t know. It sucks… it’s hard… but it’s also the past, Faye. And we can’t change the past. But we can make sure the future doesn’t waste time dealing with the past. You say you could have had someone? Well… so could this sister of yours. You already have common ground. But for now? Now be pissed… get mad and cry… let it out so you can process that next line of data…”

“My brain…” Sometimes it was the only thing she could say. Too many tangents. Too many possibilities and at the moment she was having a hard time grasping what that next line even was.

The comms chimed.

Alex

There wasn’t time! It was all coming too fast. Process how? The chime only made the panic worse and made her head foggy. She hated this thing that happened when she was under a lot of stress, hated the way it took over and did whatever it wanted to. It was the thing that no medication could make better. Every day had been a bare-knuckle fight to get herself to a place where she called the shots. But things were still tenuous lately, even if her life was really good right now.

The chime. the damn chime. Couldn’t she just have a minute? Moving over, she glanced at the screen and frowned. No details. Great. With tear stained cheeks, she jabbed the key with her index finger, opening the call and seeing who it was her stomach dropped. Great! Just great.

~Faye

Micah looked at her and smiled a knowing smile. He took a breath and said “Hey. How are you holding up?”

Pikelsimer

“You’re all doing in my head right now. You get that, right?” she said as she sank back into the chair at the desk. Tess immediately jumped up, her fluffy tail blocking Micah for a moment until Tess settled in on the desk next to the computer. She was studying Faye closely.

Faye braced her elbows on the desk and spread her hands out, looking over at Alex. She shook her head, not trusting her words right now.

~Faye

Alex just gave her a nod and motioned for her to try and stay calm.

Micah chuckled understandingly. “Yeah… I can certainly see that.” and he watched as the cat settled. “Well, know you aren’t the only one. I was still nursing one helluva hangover and the fact I woke up married when your ma sprung the news on me. So I get where you’re coming from, really.” and he trailed off as he moved closer to the comm viewer.

“She’s really nice, your sister. And I dug through everything on her, trust me. But she’s… she’s nice. No Faye for sure, …” he said with a grin and a touch of affection, “… but ok in her own right. I think you two’d get along really well, actually. She’s… she’s excited to meet you. Scared as all hell.... probably didn’t help when I said I had a plan on killin’ her if she turned out to be a fake…” and he winked, “… but she’s got the same backbone you and your mom have. And Sha is more off-kilter and floundering than I’ve ever seen her.” He paused and looked at her for a moment.

“She sure could use a familiar face to help ground her, Faye. Help her move past the fear and shame she’s feelin’.”

Micah


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