" Let's Look into These Feelings.."

Posted on Sat Mar 2, 2019 @ 8:45pm by Senior Chief Petty Officer Samantha Summers

552 words; about a 3 minute read

Mission: Plaga Navis
Location: Ship's Holo Deck
Timeline: A Moment's Time Off Duty...

Senior Chief Petty Officer Samantha Summers stood outside the Holo Deck entrance, and took a deep breath. " Computer initiate program 1-01-1-0-01." The voice of the computer replied, " Program is up and running, you may enter when ready." Summers sucked in a breath and entered:

To find herself in what appeared to be an Earth's early 20th Century office. Summers approached a gentleman at a desk and went ' A-hummm.." The man looked up at Summers and smiled. " Ahhh..Petty Officer Summers..how nice that you are on time...please be seated, we can continue where we left off from your previous visit.."

Summers took a seat and relaxed. " Thank you, Dr. Freud, I am glad to be here.."

The good Doctor shook his head in an affirmative, and began. " Now...the last time you were here, you had mentioned your feelings that you have been having, regarding the ship's crew and their working relationship with you?" Summers took another breath. " Well, Doctor, I am of the opinion that the majority of the crew doesn't trust me and of course, I can understand that...my behavior in the recent past."

Freud interrupted. " Ahhh. But are you now not trying to ' make amends,' as you would say?" Summers continued. " I'm trying, but it seems that my ' Romulan ' nature comes forth more than I want it to..especially at crucial times. "

Freud slightly smiled..." Well..you *are* Romulan, are you not? Isn't it *natural* to act as an Romulan would do? " Summers shook her head in a 'no' motion. " But Doctor, I *don't* want to be 'Romulan!' I want to live as I lived the majority of my life in Star Fleet...as a *Human!* " Freud looked at the ceiling. " But you *are* a Romulan," He countered. Summers looked down at the office floor. " I know...." She replied. " And I have done bad things because of who & what I am... But Doctor..what can I do to to get them to trust and work with me again?!?!?" Summers felt on the verge of tears.

Freud took in a breath before speaking. " Do your job as best as you can, as an officer of Star Fleet. Be ready when called upon. Do you best to 'live' with your Romulan feelings, but do not let them command your way of life..."

A buzzer of Freud's desk went off..." I am sorry, but our time is up. Same time next week?" Summers stood up. "Yes Doctor, same time, same place. And thank you.."

Summers spoke.." Computer, end current program, initiate program L-cabin-Home.." Doctor Freud and his office vanished, to be replaced by a log cabin in the woods. Smoke billowed from its chimney as Summers entered. She took in a deep breath with closed eyes.." Home," She said in an low voice. Home that she remembered...false memories..but memories the same..

There was a knock at the cabin door, and Summers went to it and swung the door open and smiled. " I *thought* you'd be dropping by this evening. Come on in."

The caller came in and looked at Summers, whom continued to smile. " I have almost an half an hour, we can relax and enjoy the fire...or.." She winked at the arrival and closed the door.

END(?)

 

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