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When the Chemistry is Right

Posted July 28, 2021, 6:30 p.m. by Lieutenant Dr. Solomon Kane (Chief Science Officer/Research & Development) (James Sinclair)

Posted by Lieutenant Alexis Bonner (Scientist, Medical Researcher) in When the Chemistry is Right

Posted by Lieutenant Dr. Solomon Kane (Chief Science Officer/Research & Development) in When the Chemistry is Right

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Thirteen minutes and some cold water later, Kane emerged from the bathroom and grinned at Alexis. “To be continued…” he said with a grin and pulled on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. He went to the replicator and got a small, rare sirloin diced on a plate. He went over to Frigga and set it down. “Here you go, girl. Don’t think I forgot about you.” and he scratched her head. He looked back at Alexis and smiled. “You know… I think I’m going to like having you here… you know… permanently.”

Kane

Alexis grinned back at him. She slipped into olive green leggings and a heather grey v-neck shirt. She grabbed her combadge, ever present stylus and left the washroom clear of her clutter, moving into the living room she dropped her things into her bag and went over to where she’d been baking. Frigga leaned hard into scratches, seemingly ignoring the steak in favor of the attention. When Kane turned his attention back to Alexis, Frigga turned her attention to the steak.

Taking a towel, folded in half, Alexis took the two trays out of the small oven. She left the door open to let the heat dissipate. She smiled over at him, tucking her hair behind her ear. She looked from him to Frigga and back. “We like being here. I like being here. I’m…calm here.” She moved the buns to a wire rack to allow the bread to cool evenly. Then everything she was done with, trays, bowls, the small oven went into the matter recycler. It seemed a waste, for the reusable things but Alexis didn’t get to bake that often. She’d actually cooked more since Solomon insisted she stay with him than she had in years. She looked over at him again, “I like permanant.” Then into the quiet was the sound of meat sizzling on the grill plate.

Bonner

Kane grabbed his sketch book and pencils and flopped on the couch. He started drawing and then, after a few minutes of silence as Alexis cooked and Frigga ate, he said -

“So… ever been married before?”

His eyes didn’t leave the page, a small furrow in his brow as he tried to get something just right.

Kane

Alexis didn’t answer. There was a significant pause that altered the rhythm of her movements. He knew the answer to that. Didn’t he? Yes he did. Solomon was smart and observant and he read people, understood them even if he didn’t like them, what or how they did it. She overcooked the first one, medium rare instead of rare. That was okay that was how she liked it. She flipped the next one a couple times, rare and pulled it off the grill and then tossed the last one on the grill. She took the bread knife to slice the buns and paused. Why did this bother her. She supposed it was a logical question given their earlier conversation. But it was really bothering her. “No.” And she didn’t say anything else, she wasn’t ready or comfortable or calm (who knew?) Enough to delve into it.

She placed the burger for Frigga to the side. Then infront of Solomon she placed his - rare, with mustard, pickle, lettuce, onion. Two glasses of water and her plate. Then she worked on cleaning the last of the mess.

Bonner

Kane kept sketching as he waited for her to sit down. “Did he ruin the thought of it for you?” he asked, still not looking up from the drawing.

Kane


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