EXETERRPG: (16 - 1430) MS - CFO Lieutenant Ire Williams & SPC Ensign Greta Smith

[Jaclyn Smith]

Mission: The flames of purity

Day: 16

Stardate: 2445:09:16



(USS Exeter – Personal Quarters – CFO Lieutenant  Ire Williams & SPC Ensign
Greta Smith - 1430 )



Having finished her shift in the punishment room or torpedo storage as it
was properly called, Greta had walked back to their quarters and changed
from her uniform into comfy jeans and a sweatshirt.



Sitting on their sofa, she sighed heavily. Everything that had happened,
getting shot, ire going missing along with a vast portion of the crew, the
incident on the base.. Greta was tired.

Ire stepped into the quarters and paused as the doors shut behind him. It
had been a long day. One that he would be happy to forget. He had visited
Ravok and Rylee in sickbay but it had only been fleeting. He decided that
he would try again tomorrow and stay a bit longer and then there was
Ryelle. He could not believe that he had deposited his body in the runabout
and not checked earlier. From what he understood he had died in transit
with Bracken but still that was no way to treat a member of the crew. He
had gone to visit him to say his goodbyes and to apologies about how he had
treated him. It had helped but only a little it would be something that he
would carry with him for a long time.

~It's good to be home~

He was glad to be finally home and let out a long breath as he looked
around their quarters. He saw Greta on the sofa and smiled at her.

“Hey you.”

He walked over and dropped onto the sofa beside her.

"No steak sandwich?" Greta asked.

“Um Yes please but you should have asked, I could have gotten it.”

"You…. Oh it doesn't matter."

“Ow okay.”

Leaning her head onto his shoulder, Greta sighed, “You get the all clear?”

He nodded. “ Yes for the moment but they want me to go back for further
follow ups.” He smiled at her. “You know how the Docs are, they like to be
careful.”

"Oh yeah…. " she replied, closing her eyes softly for a second and
subconsciously rubbing her hand a little.

He looked over at her as she spoke realising that although she was worried
about him there was something else on her mind. He placed his hands over
hers to stop her rubbing them as she spoke.

“What’s the matter. You seem worried about something?”

Looking at his hand on hers for a moment, Greta sat up and sighed, "It's….
nothing… really."

He smiled kindly at her. “It must be something or you would not be worried
about it but if you don’t want to talk about it I understand.”

"It's not that. I just… you're going to be worried. That's all. " Looking
into his eyes, she sighed,

"We promised no secrets so… okay. We were on the base when Trip told the
crew that the bajorans had been taken. I wasn't feeling the best after
getting winged…"

~Winged what does she mean winged~

He stomped down on his flare of anger knowing it would be helpful and spoke
softly.

“What happened?”

"You mean what do I mean by winged? I got shot. Then when trip told us
about the bajorans…."

“You got shot oh love I am so sorry. Are you okay?”

"It's really nothing. It's the after…. When we heard.. I broke."

He pulled her close into him. “Oh Greta.”

"I think I screamed, fell to my knees and may have broken my hand punching
the floor.. " she replied, turning her gaze away.

He moved to look into her eyes. “I am here, see, I came back. It's all
going to be okay.”

She shook her head, "I got pulled from security teams. Gonna be put on
bridge duty. I have to go to counselling every week. "

He nodded. “How do you feel about that? Working on the bridge and not on a
team?”

He felt slightly bad for asking the question as he personally would be
happy knowing that she would be on the bridge with him.

"Does it matter? It is what it is. I broke and put lives in danger."

“You had just been told that I had been taken of course it would have
affected you.”

"Ravok did say that he wanted me there. Claims I was the best shot with a
phaser bank and torpedoes. Think he just wants to keep an eye on me."

“Is it really what you want……..But if you are doing this because Ravok said
so then tell me. Coz the Greta I know does not let things get in the way of
what she wants.”

"What I want is to be the best officer, wife I can be. If that means taking
my licks then I do."

“I know you put lives in danger and you fell apart. I'm not surprised if it
had been the other way around I have done something stupid and chased after
you or something.”

He paused for a moment.

“If you want to stay on the teams I'll back you every step of the way. I’ll
go to counseling with you or speak to the skipper if that will help.”

"No."

“You need to be sure that it's your decision and not just Ravok's
suggestion no matter how much he wants you on the bridge.”

Sighing, Greta keant back onto his shoulder, "To be honest, I'm Glad. I
don't have to deal with the hand to hand. Being a pilot, that's what I love
but we agreed,  you get to fly the big bird.

Me, I'm happy so long as you are. Hell, I could be happy being the
homemaker with a couple of kids to look after if it means you getting your
dream."

“My dream.” he smiled. “If you had asked me during the academy, hell even
when we were in the Squadron. I would have said my dream was flying fast
craft at zero altitude at close to light speed but not now. Before I was
some hot shot pilot kicking the tyres and lighting the fires but that’s not
who I am now. Oh don’t get me wrong I like flying the Exeter and the
runabouts are so much fun it's unbelievable. My life is not just about me
it's about us and what makes us happy. If that meant that I was the
homemaker and looking after our kids while you zoomed off around the galaxy
then I would be happy with that too.”

Giving him a look, Greta bit her lip, "You want kids?"

He paused for a moment realising what he had said and coming to the
realisation that he was happy with that thought. He nodded and smiled at
her. “Only if they look as beautiful as you because any child that looks
like me, prophets help them.”

She smiled wide and kissed him gently, "what if they are boys, you daft
man."

“That I guess we will have to deal with that bridge when we come to it.”

"Well, we are getting married and that's what married people do…"

“That is true.” Leaned over and kissed her back. “So do we change our last
names?  Ire Smith I could get used to that.”

"How about Greta Williams-Smith?"

“That would make sense. We could do that. So that we would not lose both
parts of our family name.”

Smirking slightly, Greta turned to face him properly and, with a wink,
replied,  "oh I don't know…. I could lose myself in you any day."

He grinned back at her. “Oh could you now.”

Standing up, she held out her hand and said, "You're stuck with me for
life, mister."

He took her hand and stood beside her. “That sounds great to me.”

Not saying a word, Greta gripped his hand and turned away, walking towards
their bedroom with a smile on her face. She was happy. Happier than in a
long time.

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