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One Last Gift

Posted on 03 Apr 2018 @ 3:10am by Captain Eugene Cavett & Petty Officer Third Class Rebecca Ó hÉalaighthe

Mission: Mission 2: Goodwill
Location: Captain's Office
Timeline: 5 AUG 2160, 11:48

Cavett was working on the start of his report on the First Contact as the ship was preparing to get underway. None of the crew managed to get to go to the surface of the planet however the open dialogue and the new communications relay that was launched would hopefully bring their second official meeting with the Paraagans to a place where a human would step foot on their planet.

As the Captain worked on his report, Crewman Ó hÉalaighthe set up a lunch tray on the end of the desk. It seemed that he would be working through normal lunch hours rather than taking the break in his ward room.

"Oh, Becky," Cavett said, happily. "I have two things for you, have a seat," he said, motioning toward a visitor's chair.

Surprised, she looked up. Quickly, she set the plate covers down on her trolley and she perched on the edge of the chair by Captain Cavett's desk. This was a very strange position for her to be in, indeed. "How may I help you, sir?" she asked, trying not to sound nervous.

He glanced at the tray first and his stomach growled, he hadn't noticed how hungry he now suddenly felt. He gave her a small smile as he considered how to phrase what he was about to tell her.

"You do a wonderful job aboard the Eagle but I'm afraid when we get back to Earth you must depart," he said, pausing.

Rebecca's eyes went wide and they brimmed with tears. "Oh, Captain, no!" she protested. "The mistake with your Coke will never happen again, sir. I mean to check the restocking cargo personally!"

Cavett laughed, "as disappointing as that was to me that really isn't your fault, crewman. I got you into the next Food Service "A"-School. It is scheduled to begin a couple days after our scheduled return date and when it is completed I've requested that you return to the ship as a Petty Officer."

For once, the crewman was struck silent, although her mouth hung open. Her tears were still there, but they were almost certainly from joy. Finally, she clapped her hands together and said, "You really mean it?"

"I do," he said, with a nod.

"Thank you!" she crowed happily. "I can't wait to tell EhAva," she quickly corrected the name she blurted, "my roommate."

"I'm sure she'll be very excited for you," Cavett said. "I do have one thing to ask of you though. Would you gather up all the Pepsi on the ship and package it for shipment to the surface. I'd like it to be a gift for the delegation a few of the members seemed to be quite fond of the stuff. Shame they couldn't have had the best of it."

Rebecca blanched and she said, "Sir, are you sure? If it's as vile as you say it is..."

"Everyone has different tastes," he shrugged. "Pepsi must have been liked by someone to have lasted this long."

She nodded. "That's very charitable of you, sir. I'll see to it." The crewman remained nervous, however, that the drink that displeased the Captain so much might cause an interplanetary incident.

"Thank you, congratulations Becky. I trust that you'll continue to perform just as well as an NCO."

"Thank you for having faith in me, Captain!"

"You have put it in me," he said. "Good luck in "A"-School and I'll see you when you return."

 

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