As Blyleven packed, her emotions pushed her thoughts in many different directions. She didn’t know which was worse: the frustration and anger over being redeployed so quickly or the embarrassment of being reprimanded in front of everyone on the bridge. How could she face her shipmates, let alone Captain Richardson, after letting her emotions take control of her actions like that?
She couldn’t undo what she had done, so how could she minimize the damage? Could she ever get back into the captain’s good graces? What would she have to do?
That’s when her training took over. When you made a mistake in training camp, you got reamed in front of your classmates, but you took responsibility for your mistake, you learned from it, and then you moved forward. She had to do the same thing in this situation. She would apologize to the captain, and when she got the chance, she would offer individual apologies to each person on the bridge. There was no need for a public apology.
Now, was it possible to rebuild her budding relationship with Captain Richardson? That might be asking too much. So far they had only flirted with a few mild sexual innuendos during the last couple of months of their deployment. It had been enough to give Lorraine some hope. There had also been a great deal of eye contact. Sted’s deep blue eyes had spoken volumes to her about things they could not say out loud. That eye contact was what had given her some confidence that this was more than just a casual flirtation.
She would find out soon enough. It was time to go see him.
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