[ussbansheec] "A Christmas Miracle?"

From: Rhiannon <bansheec@xxxxxxx>
To: "ussbansheec@xxxxxxxxxxxxx" <ussbansheec@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
Date: Thu, 25 Dec 2008 19:48:56 -0500
³A Christmas Miracle?²
Captain Grace Davis


Grace was having a hard enough time dealing with the changes in the current
reality they were stuck in. Here her mothers were marines for gods sake. Her
mom was a general; her mum a colonel, even John Alan in this reality was a
bloody marine captain. Worse yet, the Grace of this reality, Grace
Jordà-Harak, was a lawyer. Apparently Melanie Redgrave never existed in this
reality because Celeste Jordà-Petri was never killed by a sneak Romulan
attack, which meant the infant Soliel had never been adopted by Juliana and
Luis Redgrave. One small change, Celeste¹s decision not to seek medical help
off world, had changed so many lives.
 
The thought of what she¹d be like in the horrible mirror universe made Grace
shutter as she moved closer to the device. The thought of facing yet another
version of reality made Grace very leery of blindly using the wormhole
machine. She wouldn¹t put her crew through that. Stepping up to the rather
harmless looking device she glared at it as if her stare could make it
reveal all it¹s secrets.
 
³What do I do with you?² She asked the device as she walked around it. ³How
do we get my people home?²
 
According to the ancient earth calendar at zero hundred hours, which was
less the fifteen minutes away, it would be Christmas Eve. Her thoughts
drifted more towards home then ever these days because of the approaching
holiday. This particular Earth holiday had always been a big deal for her
and her family, and from what she¹d been hearing from her counselor it was
an endearing time of year for many of the families of her crew.
 
Their lives were moving on as they tried to get home. Life and death
continued despite their distance from home and misplacement in the universe.
One of her marines, Evelyn Hale was expecting a child, while Joshua McEntire
lay dying in sickbay. Somewhere back home grandparents were about to be
made, while a mother could very well loose her eldest son. These were the
very base moments for humans, birth and death, and because of her choices
she¹d cut her crew off from that. The guilt Grace felt was suffocating.
 
Grace gave the machine another long look before she turned away from it and
headed for the sliding doors of the lab. She was just about step into the
door¹s sensor zone when faint beep suddenly sliced through the silent lab.
She paused mid-step, unsure if she¹d really heard anything. She listened
carefully and turned slowly at the second beep. She walked towards the
device and around to its control panel. Sure enough the panel was lit up
when a moment ago it wasn¹t. It beeped again, and then again, and again. The
beeping grew louder and faster until it died away, leaving in its place what
sounded like a prerecorded message.
 
³U.S.S. Tempest to U.S.S. Banshee-C. This is Jaidev LeBeau of the Pathfinder
II Project, stationed on board the U.S.S. Tempest, serving under the duel
command of Captains Miranda Hale and Vevay Davis.²
 
Grace gasped. 
 
³If you are hearing this recording then this device and the one on board
Tempest have weaved through the tapestry of reality and established a link.
The algorithms needed to create the wormhole are being downloaded into the
device² 
 
Grace looked at the control panel sure enough something was downloading. She
tapped her comm. badge. ³Davis to Bridge, Annie, get the engineering and
science team down to engineering lab 3 A.S.A.P.²
 
³Acknowledged.² Came her first officer¹s reply. ³What¹s going on Captain?²
 
The recording kept playing but Grace wasn¹t listening. She could feel hope
bubbling in her chest, and yet so was the weight of disappointment. ³I¹m not
sure, Annie, but maybe, just maybe. It¹s a Christmas miracle.²
[ussbansheec] "A Christmas Miracle?"

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