Calloway's Quarters- Sins of the Mother

Posted Nov. 23, 2021, 3:32 p.m. by Lieutenant Commander Faye Calloway (Counter-Intelligence Officer) (Lindsay Bayes)

Her fingers tapped on the desk, playing out the beat of a song in her head. It was simply a distraction, this much Faye knew, but still it allowed her time to figure out how to start this inevitable and difficult conversation.

Dun, duh dun dun. Duh dun, duh dun dun dun.

The reality was that Faye and Shara Calloway’s reunion had been punctuated by chaos, risk to life, and trauma. While they had worked through the more recent parts of their entwined lives and how that had played out in them being where each was at, the past- the old hurts and the things unsaid- well, those were better left for another time. Faye hadn’t known until she talked to Gavin that that time was now, but here she was about to step onto that tenuous bridge and hope neither of them took a fatal tumble into the abyss.

The call took time to get through, but they had a code (not so unlike the one that her and Dag had) and it would let Shara know that she need to talk to her ASAP. A message wouldn’t be enough.

Eventually, the signal came through and Shara’s face appeared on her screen, brows knit with concern. =/\=Faye, is everything okay?=/\= The room behind Shara was dimly lit, but she was pretty certain it was her mother’s quarters on the Asimov as Shara was dressed in a robe. She wasn’t sure what the ship board time was, but she guessed it was close to or after bedtime. If her mother slept much. Some days she was certain that Shara hid much of how bad her PTSD resurgence was and Faye knew there was little she could do about it.

But the question lingered over the comm line between them. Was everything okay? “Yes… ish. I’m okay, but… things… we need to talk.”

It was an immensely curious thing to get to know this woman all over again, to watch the subtle changes over her face and be learning anew what they meant. For Shara Calloway was a master at keeping her feelings unknown- that had always been true- but she did seem to be more open than Faye could ever recall. In this moment though it seemed like her statement had put Shara on edge. That’s right, brace yourself for what’s coming.

=/\=Okay,=/\= Shara said at length, studying her daughter as much as Faye was studying her. =/\=I’m free currently, so… what up?=/\=

Dun, duh dun dun. Duh dun, duh dun dun dun.

Faye inhaled. “Before we get into the nitty gritty, I want to say a couple things. Firstly… thank you. Thank you for rescuing from the Tal Shiar, for giving me my life back. That I’m thriving and growing at all right now is because of you. And I know in all the mess that happened when you were here, we never really got around to talking about that. So, thank you. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to truly express how much I mean that.”

=/\=Oh Faye-=/\= Moisture glistened in Shara’s eyes.

Faye held up a hand and continued. It was her turn to speak. “When I was little you were always this enigma. This thing I couldn’t figure out. You brushed off questions that went too deep and you rebuked my need to understand. And as an adult, I think I get it. You were protecting yourself from things you didn’t want to dump on the rest of us. But I’ve always resented it. Still do. But… these things are complicated and messy. Goodness knows I know that all too well. So here’s the thing, Mom… we need to have some honest conversations about things you might not want to talk about. You owe me that much as your daughter. And in return here’s the things I can promise you: Nothing, and I mean nothing will stop me from loving you. I’m not going to walk out of your life. You rescued me from that hellhole, so woman you’re stuck with me from here on out come Hell or high water. Or both depending on the day.”

Shara burst out laughing. =/\=Oh, well in that case I guess I’l just have to make do, now won’t I?=/\= But it was clear the laughter was a cover for how truly accurate Faye’s words had struck. Bullseye.

“Uh huh. And now that we got that out of the way, I can tell you that I called Gavin.” Faye paused and watched her mother swallow. Uh huh, you know what’s coming, don’t you? “I can’t tell you how lovely it was to be the one to tell him that his own sister was not only still alive but back in my life after all these years. Really made my day,” she said, lips pressed into a thin line. Sarcasm always felt comforting in a way she couldn’t explain and it just seemed appropriate right now.

[To be continued]
~Faye & Shara Calloway

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