[Galaxy] [Yorktown] [Risa] 2159.09.25 - Ft Capt Michaels / Capt Morgan - Command Decision

[Rachelle M.]

(OOC: Totally Forgot to forward this)

(Risa)

The last thing Rece wanted to do at the moment was climb out of bed.  It had
been a long and marvelous night and she had been up far to late for her own
good.   The bed was also warm and comfortable and she didn't want to leave
it, or Arjin.

Know in that the call couldn't wait she got up and tied a sarong around her
body.  Starfleet was interrupting just like they had the last time she had
tried to take a vacation. Taking a seat at the desk in the little villa she
had rented, she activated the terminal to receive the call.

"Good morning Rece.  I hope I haven't interrupted anything?"  Michaels
cheerfully greeted her as they connected.

Oh he had interrupted plenty but she wasn't about to tell him that.  "Just
my vacation Doug.  What do you want?"  Rece's eyes popped out of her head as
she noticed his new pips and realized what she had just said. "Excuse me,
Fleet Captain.  It's been a long night and congratulations."

Michaels chuckled.  "For you Rece I'd excuse anything.  And you are still
the only one who's allow to call me Doug.  Not even my first officer called
me anything but Michaels."

"I thank you for the honor --- sir."Rece said trying not to stumbling over
her words.

Michaels turned serious.  "I won't take up to much of your time.  I'm
calling because I thought you deserved a heads up."

Rece eyed him questioningly.   "What do you mean a heads up and if I might
ask what the hell are you doing behind a command desk and not on the
Luddington?"

"I gave her up Rece.  Handed the old girl over to my first officer.
Thought it was about time he had a command of his own.  The desk------ well
Rear Admiral Garroway thought I was the man for the job and handed Fleet
Operations over to me."

"Congrats, but what is the heads up for?  I have a feeling whatever you're
going to tell me I'm not going to like."

Michaels shook his head.  "No you probably won't.  But I know how much
Yorktown and her crew means to you so I thought you deserved to know. There
are going to be a lot of changes with Starfleet. We're not just out here for
the exploration anymore. With the losses we took we need to rebuild. That
means we need new command teams for ships and stations."  He could see from
the look on girl's face, this was not going to be fun.  "I've had to make a
lot of hard decisions, Rece.  None of them were easy."

"Excuse me sir, but I'd rather not remain in suspense.  What exactly are you
trying to tell me?" Rece replied wondering just where he was going with
this.

"Liuetenant Commander Boyle is being offered the first officer position at
Maxwell Forrest Outpost."

"But he's my first officer ---- Sir." Rece countered.

"Admiral Garroway has plans for Commander Thompson."  Michaels watched Rece
freeze at that comment.  "Listen we need someone there that we know can
handle things when the Commander leaves.  Do you understand?  There is more
to this then you think. I've read every record you written on Boyle.  I'm of
the opinon that with his science backround and command experience he is
exactly what we need there. I know this puts a cramp in your...."

"I won't stand in his way if he wants the position."  Rece cut him off.

Michaels was surprised by her quick response. "Well I'm---glad."

"You won't find a better command officer."  She continued. "But I wouldn't
let him take a shuttle out by himself.  He has a tendency to not return them
in one piece."

"I'll warn Commander Thompson."  Michaels grined.  "Listen Rece I'll keep
you in the loop on this. If Boyle doesn't want it, you----"

"Oh he'll want it alright."  Rece commented.  "You may want to wait a few
hours before you ask him though.  It's still a bit early here."

"I will.  Sorry I had to spring this on you."

"I'll survive."  And she would.

"Keep training officer like Boyle and----"

"And you won't have any shuttles left."

He chuckled.  "I'll let you know.  Michaels out."

Rece slumped in the chair.  Why was it that command couldn't leave her alone
when she was on vacation?   Being in her own little world of frustration,
she was taken by surprise by the kiss that was place on the top of her
head.  Tilting her head up she smiled and took the hand that Arjin offered.
She let him lead her back to the other room and the warm bed.  At least for
a little while she could forget about Starfleet and the rest of the
universe.

~~~~~
Fleet Capt Douglas Michaels
Fleet Operations Commander
StarFleet - The First Era

Captain Rece Morgan
Commanding Officer
ESS Yorktown NX-05


-- 
RM

"Sometimes I think the surest sign that intelligent life exists elsewhere in
the universe is that none of it has tried to contact us."
-Calvin & Hobbes
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