<USS Avalon> Taking Real Control

Taking Real Control
By Captain Keith Ketchum
 
Keith stood on the bridge waiting for some sort of information from Commander 
Sierra.  He turned to see the Counselor, Lieutenant McKinsely standing on the 
upper level outside the turbolift.  He watched as Commander Sierra rose from 
the Captain's seat, and Keith sat into it, and gave a look which could kill, 
if he had the ability.
 
"Commander, I appreciate your attentiveness to the detail that Commander 
Skyler was just out flying us around.  However, you were treading on dangerous 
ground."
 
He hoped that Javan would not interrupt.
 
"I believe that possibly you were justified in having Skyler removed from the 
bridge under the notion of mutiny.  However, your actions could also be 
construed as mutiny.”
 
Keith looked over at Caine, and at the same moment the turbolift opened.  
Skyler walked out from it.
 
“Ah Commander Skyler, so glad you could join us.  I was just talking to 
Commander Sierra here about some things.”  He also gave Commander Skyler a 
look, 
that she shouldn’t say anything.  “I believe that at this moment the bridge 
is 
in capable hands, Mine.”
 
He closed his eyes for a moment as if drawing his thoughts.  Once he opened 
them, he looked at each squarely, “It has come to my attention that there is 
too much stress between the two of you, and it has no place on my bridge.  I 
suggest that you get past all your petty issues if you want to work as part of 
the team.  That being said, I am having you both placed on Administrative Leave 
pending results from an investigation as to what happened here today.  I 
suggest you take this time to work through your issues, and we will talk again 
when 
I get the results.  Now, do I have to have security escort you to your 
quarters?  Or are you leaving of your own free accord?  And if I hear of any 
verbal 
outbreak between the two of you again, you will remain in the Brig, this 
time.”
  This time he looked squarely at Skyler.
 
He just waited for one of them to try to oppose him.  “Lieutenant McKinsely, 
may I have a moment with you.”  Keith turned to Michaelson at the Helm, “
Ensign Michaelson, resume speed, and change course to 152 Mark 9.”
 
“Ensign Shimbrodus, can you contact Mr. White Feather and Dr. Roan and have 
them report to the Bridge, please”
 
Time would tell, he knew, Time would tell.

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