Posted by Lieutenant Commander Jarred Alindor (Chief Engineer) in Alindor’s Quarters - Meeting Elizabeth Alindor

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Jarred Alindor (Chief Engineer) in Alindor’s Quarters - Meeting Elizabeth Alindor

Posted by Ensign Kalani Kāne (Science Officer) in Alindor’s Quarters - Meeting Elizabeth Alindor
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“We should go,” Samantha said standing. “It was a long day. Maybe we can meet up for breakfast?”

Hearing Jarred talk woke Elizabeth up enough for her to realize her grandparents were standing up. “Bye Daddy,” she said sliding down off his lap. Her feet bobbled some as she was half asleep but trying to walk.

Jarred put a hand on her, soft yet firm. He didn’t want to startle her with what he was about to say but those around could see the worry in his face. “No no little one, Papa and Nana have their own quarters. You are going to stay here, you have your new room baby girl.” Jarred said, the pit of his stomach feeling off. He knew she was used to just staying with them. He had never once brought her to the ship till now, he only visited and when Jarred did he stayed with Papa and Nana. He knew it would only make sense that she would assume she would sleep with them too.

“Dat’s okay Daddy,” she said in a sleepy yawn. “We can sleep on the couch like we do every Saturday night. You don’t have PaPa’s big chair but he can sleep on the couch right? Nana always gets the couch and PaPa complains she can’t stay awake when she lays down. Sometimes he just yells out her name. Samantha,” Elizabeth let out a giggle trying to imitate her grandfather’s deeper voice. Rising on her tiptoes, Elizabeth tried to tell Jarred a secret but her voice was still loud enough to be heard by everyone in the room. “I think PaPa falls asleep too sometimes and just forgets where he left Nana like when I forget where I left my shoes.”

“Well that maybe so little one, but they have their own place with a bed. I am sure it’s been a long trip and runabouts don’t tend to have the best beds. So maybe a couch isn’t the best choice this time.” Jarred said smiling just slightly. It was such an innocent thing for her to say, he couldn’t help but want to scoop her up and kiss her all over right now.

Samantha let out a soft laugh behind her hand. That was a typical Saturday night for the three of them in the Alindor house. She and Jonathan often joked later about how hard it was to stay awake when you had to watch a show about talking zucchini.

“You can take the couch can’t you PaPa,” Elizabeth asked him taking Jarred’s hand. “Daddy want’s us to stay with me. Can’t we,” she asked with her small hand disappearing completely in Jarred’s.

“Couch… I well…” Jonathan was feeling a bit weak and tired right now. The bed was indeed his hope but Jarred and Samantha wished to keep things more under the radar with Elizabeth. He had to admit he preferred to be upfront with her but he couldn’t deny that it was hard to explain to a five year old.

“See this time little one everyone has their own bed to stay in, Kalani, Papa, Nana, you, and myself… we each have a bed. So it just makes sense right?” he doubted this tactic would work, she was five and he knew his daughter would insist. In many ways he was more hopeful than anything.

Alindor, CE

Elizabeth thought about what her daddy said. It made sense but she had never been away from them for longer than a night. “Daddy,” she pulled at his hand to make him come down to her level. At times it was so hard to talk to adults when you had to look straight up. PaPa always said to look at him when he had something important to say. Adults often said that but when you were only forty-four inches tall and your daddy was seventy-four inches tall that thirty inches made it hard to talk face to face unless you had a chair.

Looking at Jarred, Elizabeth didn’t know how to say that she was happy that she got to wake up with her Daddy in the morning like on Christmas and when he came visit but also scared to be without Nana and PaPa. Her Daddy had made her room so nice and he was so happy she liked it but it wasn’t her room. Her room was on the moon and not her Daddy’s big spaceship. Suddenly Elizabeth had a good idea. “Can PaPa and Nana have your bed so we can all stay here at your house,” she asked.

Samantha bit her bottom lip as if she needed the physical cue not to speak. As a counselor, she had seen this play out over the years but typically it was always the reverse. It was a parent that was transitioning a child to stay with a relative because Starfleet needed the parent to go somewhere that was not kid friendly. Less often it was reuniting a child with a parent from a relative although that did happen to. The difference was she could look at both those situations with a critical eye and not get emotionally involved. This time it was happening to her and her family. Samantha had no doubts her son would make a good father. If she did, Samantha would not be doing this. Jarred would excel at being a parent just like he excelled at everything he set his mind to. The hard part now was trying to ignore the mother in her and just be the objective counselor. Samantha wanted to step in and make this job easier for her son because she loved Jarred as much as Jarred loved the mini version of him looking up at him. She restrained herself however from stepping in and let her son handle the situation. In less than a week, she and Jonathan would be boarding a shuttle and leaving Jarred with the hard task of being a parent. Right now Elizabeth saw this as a vacation even though everyone tried to make sure the little girl knew that the move would be a permanent one. Tonight was just proof of that.

“We can take my room and I can teach you how to play Squirrel Nutkins,” Elizabeth said excitedly. “That is what Aunt Lucy used to say when she spent the night with us on the moon. She and I would snuggle up tight in my bed like a pair of squirrels because there was not a lot of room in my bed just like there is not a lot of room in a tree. Then we would talk squirrel. I can teach you to talk squirrel if you want,” Elizabeth said with a big smile.

Elizabeth Alindor