<USS Atlantis> Meeting New People
- From: EnsnSaraCrusher@xxxxxxx
- To: ussatlantis@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Wed, 28 Jan 2004 22:46:08 EST
"Meeting New People"
Lt.Jg. Dakota Ellis.
The lounge of the Atlantis was crowded. People huddled in groups around the
bar, near the windows, and in the center of the room where a make shift dance
floor had been created. Music pumped through hidden speakers that caused the
floor to vibrate. Dakota walk through the doors and stopped. She’d never seen
the lounge like this before, and as she made her way towards the bar she
wondered how on earth she had allowed herself to be talked into coming. "Get
out and
relax and have a good time with some adults." Candy had told her. That was
easy for Candy to say, she wasn’t the single mother. Dakota couldn’t fight
the
feeling that she should have been at home with her son and not here ordering a
jack and coke, but her son’s nanny had insisted.
Dakota sat at the bar and stirred the ice in her drink with one of the little
red coffee straws and listened to the music. Her toe began to tap along with
the rhythmic beats in an old earth song, and before long she was softly
singing along to Sheryl Crow‘s "The First Cut is the Deepest." As the words
passed
her lips in a hushed whisper her mind began to wander. It traveled first to her
former ship, and to Ethan. They’d never been in love. They were only victims
of the same virus who happen to be in the ship’s gym at the same time, but
Dakota found herself wondering if Ethan, had he lived, would have changed his
mind about giving up all his parental rights to their son. Surly he would have
fallen in love with the little brown haired, blue eyes, child just as mush as
she had.
The memories that swirled around in Dakota’s head quickly took flight from
the Cervantes and traveled back to Earth. Back to Northwestern University. Back
to Antonio. She’d loved him and he her, but not even love was enough for him.
He was traditional. If she had stayed with him he would have expected her to
give up Star Fleet, to give up everything she had worked for, to stay home and
be his wife. Her degrees, her rank, none of it meant anything to him. Her
career was just something that kept her busy until the babies came. The one act
of
making her choose between him and her career had hurt more then anything her
other ex-lovers had put her through. How could he had claimed to love her and
yet not even know her?
A deep, smooth voice came floating towards her from behind, and it startled
Dakota. It wasn’t the fact that someone had spoken to her, but the fact that
he
had spoken to her in her father’s native tongue. Dakota shook her mind free
of her memories and slowly turned on her bar stool.
"Excuse me?" She asked as she looked up at the tall, handsome man who stood
in front of her. Dakota’s eyes traveled up the man’s body and nearly gasped
out loud. He was tall, clearly over six feet. He had long black hair, dark
chocolate eyes, skin the color of coffee with the perfect amount of cream,
strong
broad shoulders.
The man pointed to the beaded choker around Dakota’s neck and spoke to her
again in Navajo. "Your the daughter of an elder."
Dakota ran her hand along the smooth beads and smiled. "Yes, my father is an
elder. How’d you know that?"
The young man smiled and moved the corner of his shirt away from the upper
left part of his chest to revel a warrior’s tattoo. "Names Thomas
Eaglefeather."
Dakota took the young man’s hand with a smile. "Dakota Ellis."
Dakota smiled and chatted and even allowed Thomas to get her another drink.
They found a table by the window and talked about cultures, tribes, careers,
and whether or not the Bajoran Prophets where full of it. Dakota found out that
Thomas was a JAG officer and tried not to hold it against him. She would never
admit it to Candy when she got home, but it was really nice to sit and talk
to an adult, off the clock.
"I need to get home." Dakota said as she stood from her chair with a smile.
Thomas nodded and stood with her. "Well, it was an honor to spend the evening
with you, Dakota."
Dakota smiled, nodded her agreement and then headed home.
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