Soothing The Hearts And Satisfying

Posted on Sat Nov 4th, 2017 @ 2:37pm by Lieutenant Renee Salchin

Mission: https://wellington.pegasusfleet.site/index.php/sim/missions/id/3
Location: Engineering Office

ON:

Renee was curled up in the chair at the head of the small conference table in the adjunct to main engineering, her uniform jacket acting as a makeshift blanket. She'd gone in there a couple hours before, desperately behind on sleep but unwilling to take the several hours that she REALLY needed to take to go and sleep, especially since there was just so much to do. Her hand twitched as she mumbled in her sleep, "N... Bounce the graviton particle beam..." Snzzzzz, she snored, "Main def'ctor dish........... Ys, srrrr, not mak'n shit up..." She half-rolled over in the chair again.

Thomas was walking past the couch where an exhausted Renee was sleeping and started to leave her alone when he heard her mumble. Stopping to listen, he backstepped and stopped. Dropping to one knee, he gently placed his hand on her shoulder and gently shook it. "Renee...honey...you ok?", he said softly.

"How m'ny times do I have to tell you, Ens'n, don't t'ch anything,don't ev'n look at anything. 'At's'n Order." Renee barked at the voice that entered into her dream.

Again he shook her shoulder only this time he kissed her on her lips, risking getting punched.

Her fist thumped him in the gut, but since it had started from about five inches away, didn't actually hit with much force. "Branson, you little pric-" Renee started to bellow, eyes flying open as she turned on the ensign from her dream, then cut off as she saw Thomas instead and went red, "Oh shit, Thomas, oh shit... I'm so sorry about that.. I thought you were this, oh fuck."

Kissing her again..."Honey it is ok...you were dreaming. He sat there laughing at her red face. "I was walking by and heard you. What on earth were you dreaming about?", he said.

"Titan Base." Renee stretched as much as she could while remaining seated, "Ensign Branson is an excellent programmer, but he is also an obnoxious prankster who had a crush on me a mile wide. I couldn't get him to leave me alone, no one seemed to be able to."

"Titan Base?, never heard of it. Where is it stationed?", he asked, getting her a cup of coffee.

"My last assignment, before I got shipped out here." Renee cupped her hands around the coffee, brain starting to work again as she inhaled the outright deliciousness, "It's a moon base on the moon Titan around Jupiter, where a lot of the Starfleet Research and Development projects are designed and tested, unless it's potentially catastrophic, but we move those to a safe system." She knew it was safe to say that much at least.

"Oh that sounds facinating honey. Maybe some day you can tell me about all the wonderful stuff you did. Want some eggs and bacon and toast?", he asked, kissing her again.

She smiled softly, yes, it would be interesting to tell him about what she'd done. Later. "Eggs, bacon and toast? Only if there's butter and strawberry jam for the toast and the eggs are over hard with pepper and ketchup and bacon?" She put some fake pondering thought to it, "Bacon is life."

"Ah good, you got it, with extra butter and strawberry jam, coming up", he said, as he walked to the replicator and punched in the commands. Soon he was rerurning with a tray with sreaming hot eggs, over hard, pepper and ketchup and of course her toast. "Ah, a breakfast fotting a queen", he said, chuckling softly. All he wanted was a hot steaming cup of coffee which he had sitting next to him. He watched Renee eating wondering what her tie in to Titan station was, but let it go for now. When she was ready she would tell him.

Renee ate like someone starving. Most definitely not like a lady. It was a matter of a four minute that the plate was down to the last crust being nibbled on. "They need to invent a pill that can substitute for sleep." She remarked, "Thanks for the noms." She leaned in for a kiss, then booped him on the tip of the nose with a dollopbof jam.

Wipping the jam, he hugged her and planted a jucy kiss dead on which was filled with passion. He knew it might be seen but by know most of engineering knew and he didn't really care. She was the joy of his life. For the first time, he was happy he stayed in Starfleet.

Renee squeaked and playfully beat him off of her, 'Behave, Lieutenant, sir!" Her eyes glittered, "we have to keep this PG-13, there are kids watching!" She waved at the window into engineering, where an enlisted woman who couldn't have been more than nineteen had stopped and was watching. They flushed a deep crimson and buried her face in a PADD and rushed away.

Poor Thomas bust out laughing. "Renee honey...if they don't know by now...they will soon enough have their own relationship and enjoy what we have now. With that, he kissed her quickly and picked up her tray and tossed into the replicator and hit the recycle button. "Now, my beautiful lady, I think the boss, pointing to William, is waiting on us. J'Loni is on the bridge and he is in charge so let's go. Time is wasting and if I gather from all the hub bub, the shit is about to hit the fan" he said quickly.

Renee snorted, the caffeine working on her already, "If shit weren't about to hit the fan, we would never have joined up. Anyways, if that's the case." She cracked her knuckles, "There's a reason I didn"t get kicked out of the fleet a decade ago.. Because I'm really damned good at this sort of thing."

Taking her hand he led her out into engineering and walked up to William. "Um...boss...wher do you want us?", he said, as he gave her hand a quick squeeze and released it.

Renee bounced on her feet, "Yeah boss, where ya want us?, huh, huh, huh?"

"Um...ya both head over to the shield generators. Make sure they continue to gain strength. Right now they are nearly to 95 percent...lets get them to 100 before the Klingons and Cardassians get here. J'Loni's telling me things are getting tense...you two love birds", he said, at a bouncing Renee and a red faced Thomas.

Well, with the secret out, Renee giggled and whispered loudly, VERY loudly, "Hey, we can find a nice dark corner!" She winked at the order-giver as laughter burst out throughout the room. "C'mon, Sir, let's go." She grabbed onto Thomas' arm and made as if she was tugging a statue. Laughter helped morale, she knew.

As the two of them started to make their way out of main engjneering out one of the side entrances, a crash caused Renee's head to snap around and the subsequent sound of chips and metal pieces scattering across the floor stopped her in her tracks. A red-faced crewman, the same brunette that had peeked in the window, bent over, then went to her hands and knees, scrambling at the parts as a junior lieutenant, not one of the Musketeers, with an equally red face, but with anger instead of embarassment, began fo make his presence known.

Renee stopped and placed a hand on Thomas' arm, "I'll catch up, I need to deal with something." Without waiting to hear his response, she left his side and quickly made her way to the mess and went to her own knees to help gather the pieces, glancing up at the other officer, "Sir, with all due respect, SHUT UP!" She glared at him as his mouth closed with an audible 'clop.'

"Who do you think you are?" He snapped at her, "Chief Petty Officer? Oh, how lovely, you, a career fuckup defending another."

"What's your name?" Renee asked the young crewwoman quietly, under the bluster of the Lieutenant's noise.

"Crewman Second Alison Lansky, ma'am." She squeaked.

"Well Alison, these insignia aren't of an officer, so just call me Renee." She smiled, "And don't let him bother you too much, it-" Her head snapped up.

"You only saved your career by fucking your Chief Engineer to keep you." The officer finished in a superior voice.

Her attention gathered, Renee shot to her feet and stalked towards him, "What did you say?" She hissed, "No, don't say it again, 'sir'. I've had it with you. You think I got to my job by working on my back? Well, sir, put your money where your mouth is." Her head ran through the dialogue that had happened while she'd introduced herself to the young woman, "You're going to demote Miss Lansky to Third and try to bust her out? How about this, 'sir', You versus me, any engineering challenge you can come up with." She poked him in the chest with.a stiff finger, "You win, fine, demote her AND me. I won't even fight it. I win? She gets bumped up to First."

The crewwoman went pale and gathered faster, but the Lieutenant sneered, "I can have you on insubordination, 'Chief', but since you are a fuckup, add in your snotty ass off this ship and it's a deal."

Renee glared at him, "Fine. Deal. And you leave Miss Lansky alone until then? Challenge to be done after we get out of the mess the ship is in."

He smirked again, "Fine, Chief, gives your little girl there that much more time." He turned and stalked off.

Alison gulped and finally stood up, "M-m-m-a'am, you didn"t have to do th-that."

"Renee," Renee corrected, watching the officer's back as he sauntered off, "And it will be my pleasure, Alison.."

Thomas was still within an ear shot when he heard the exchange of words. Flying back to where Renee was picking up the pieces with the poor shattered woman, "Renee, you alright?", he said.

"Yup." Reenee responded mono-syllabic, then took the box from the brunette, "Alison, go see Lieutenant Zen, I am reassigning you to her until further notice, if she objects, have her comm me." The girl nodded, face still red, then all but fled. "Lieutenant Vallent and I are going to have an engineering challenge faceoff." She briefly explained what had happened, leaving out some of the more flammable details. "He was yelling at one of MY crewmen, Thomas, she's nineteen. I will NOT let that happen."

"Ok you point him out and let me deal with this hun. "Wait...Lt.Vallent? I got this, we had words before", he said smiling. "This is going to stop here and now. There is to much at stake and an asshole like that is loose cannon in a tightly run engineering room. If J'Loni gets wind of this...he will be scrubbing the nacelle housing units one by one with a toothbrush. He better hope William gets to him before she does, but that is only after I get a hold of him before William!", he said heatedly.

Renee grabbed onto his arm and tried to turn him, but it would depend on if he actually let himself, "If you ever want to get laid again, you won't say a word." She shook her head, not the right thing to say. She moved in front of him, looked into his eyes and tried to find the right words, "I need you to trust me. When I am done with him, he'll think scrubbing nacelle housings as a reward." How much could she tell him about the surprise that dear Lieutenant Vallent would get? "I can't... Tell you right now. It"s complicated, but it's worth the wait."

"Renee, you sure honey? I can get him busted down to Petty Officer fast!", he said.

She smiled, a smile that no one on board yet knew meant that she was very unhappy. Not with Thomas, but with Lieutenant JG Jacob Vallent. In fact, it almost looked like the normally happy, bubbly Renee. "Oh, I'm sure, Sweetness. He will never forget and will rue the day he crossed MY path."

"Ok Renee, if you day so. But if he so much as dares to...", he never finished the sentence before William cursed. "God damned...Quval'th", he actually came out in Klingon. Thomas' face was priceless! Renee looked equally shocked, as it sounded just like the boss.

The shock on her face was mostly because of the imprecation, not that she knew what it meant, "Well, I guess we'd better go see what that was all about, eh?"

"I think so...it is only the second time I have ever heard him say it, so something is definately up. Let's go", and grabbed her to go see.

Renee squeezed his hand and trotted the two steps to. Atch up and fell into step next to him. Off to the next.

OFF:

Chirf Petty Officer Renee Salchin
Engineering NCO
USS Wellington

Lt. Jg. Thomas James
Propulsion Specialist/Engineering Officer
USS Wellington