Little Suprise

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(L/n) pov

I woke up to a uniform shirt on top of me, I looked to see who's it was, and on the inside, it read:

If lost:

Return to Brad Boimler

I teared up and held it close, he really was transferred; I wasn't dreaming. I felt someone sit down and rub my back; I turned over to see Mariner with soft eyes and she spoke. "Do you want to be by yourself today or do you want to just relax and walk around?" I sat up and sighed before I spoke. "I don't know, I-." My combage went off.

"Ensign (L/n), You are needed in captain Freemans's office."

I groaned before I sat up, great seeing the captain first thing in the morning. I put Boimler's shirt in my storage unit. "Wish me luck." Mariner waved as I walked down the hall and left her site. I had to get across the bridge to get into her office, I didn't want to see anyone though; I would rather stay in my bunk. I stepped into the turbo lift and leaned against the wall while it moved up. I wished the bridge would be empty, but I know that wouldn't be the case; it is the bridge after all. I stepped out and Ransom was the first person I see, thankfully he's facing the screen; so, I walk into the captain's office, and she smiles softy before she spoke.

"Take a seat Miss (L/n)." I do as I'm told and took a seat before she spoke again. "Ransom told me you walked off after he told you that Mr. Boimler transferred to the Titan, do you want to speak to Dr. Migleemo? He's one of the best therapists in the fleet." I looked at her and thought before speaking. "Maybe, that's what I need. So yes, please book a session." She nodded and started typing stuff on her pad before speaking. "I told him that since it's your first session with him to have a 15-minute timer. Just so you don't get overwhelmed." I nodded before speaking. "Thank you, captain."

She smiled and spoke. "Dismissed." I nodded and stood up. "Thank you again." I walked out of her office and made my way over to Dr. Migleemo. As I reached his door I sighed before knocking. I was met by a bird human hybrid with lime green feathers, glasses, and professionally dressed. "Why hello, you must be (L/n); come in come in." I smiled and sat on the couch across from the chair, that he sat in with a clipboard in his hands. I looked around, his office was dark green, beige chairs and couches, many plants, and a desk in the corner. He coughed and spoke. "Before we start, I want to let you know, your info is safe in this room; and don't be afraid to show emotion."

I nodded to his words, and he spoke again. "So, from the message the captain sent me, you seem to be upset about a friend being transferred and you brain seems to be in pickle." I nodded. "Wow, a food metaphor." I spoke in my head before replying. "Well... The friend who got transferred; I thought of more as a friend. He was so kind to me on my first day, he always looked out for the group." I looked down before speaking again. "I never had the courage to tell him, the next happened, ship gets attacked, and he leaves without saying goodbye." He nodded and wrote stuff down on his clipboard before speaking. "Did you tell anyone about this?" I shrugged before replying. "Told one person, and then the other two found out rather quickly. So, it was a whole thing they knew." He smiled and spoke. "At least your friends supported it." I nodded with a smile and replied. "More like, they tried to get him and I together."

-Time skip-

He listened to every word I said, he would make the occasional food metaphor but I didnt mind it. As the timer went off Dr. Migleemo stood up and filed his paper in a folder while speaking. "This was such a great chat; do you want to book a session for next week?" I smiled and replied. "That would be wonderful and make it the 30-minute session." He smiled and replied, "Good choice, it was wonderful to meet you (L/n)." I walked towards the door and nodded before replying. "It was great to meet you too." I left his office feeling a lot better until someone spoke. "Hey (L/n) I-" I slapped who it was in face since it scared me, but out of the people to smack... It was commander Ransom face. "Oooo, sorry commander." He laughed and rubbed his face before speaking. "You should try out for security, wow that was a strong slap."

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