Renuion Part Two

Posted on 02 Mar 2025 @ 12:56am by Lieutenant JG Serran

712 words; about a 4 minute read

One year before Serran and Theo arrived on the ship.

Previously in Part One

"Then go and meet with him, but don't let him get under your skin, or worse yet seduce you. You need to end it once and for all."

"As I said," I told him, "it's more complicated than that."

"No, Dad. It's not. The past few years I've been with you, you've told me I should always stand up for and defend myself, even when it's not easy. Did you mean that?"

"Of course I did," I said, getting ready to send my response to Finn.

Now the continuation:

ON
I picked up my PADD and started typing:
I make no apologies for taking a while to get back to you. I almost didn't respond at all. I'm not sure that another conversation will accomplish anything for either of us.

But, against my better judgment, I will take you up on your offer.

But on my terms. Not yours.

Tomorrow night 1900 at Harvey's.

I hit enter. And waited. Then waited some more.

If I were human, it would have felt like a long time. But I'm not and it wasn't. I counted in my head (silently of course). Five minutes and twenty-two seconds went by, before he responded.

Okay Ser

Ser was what he called me when he was being nice. A term of endearment, I didn't hear much toward the end of our relationship.

I wasn't sure how I felt about that. It brought mixed emotions. Vulcans do have emotions, we just control them whereas most others, especially humans, let their emotions control them.

The next day, I considered not telling Theo. It was not his business, I reasoned. He never met Fin, nor would I want him to. It wasn't his business.

Then I reconsidered. My logic, my reasoning had been off. Theo was my son. That made it his business. Not the details of course, but he had the right to know in broad strokes what was going on.

Benji's held lots of memories. Good ones. Our first date, our first kiss, the first time he said he loved me. That's why he picked it. That's why I chose Harvey's. It wasn't that Harvey's held bad memories. Far from it. Just not the same memories.

I could have just used a transporter and beamed right outside the entrance. That would have been the logical thing to do, the simplest, but that's not what I did. For as long as I can remember, since I was a pre-teen maybe longer, walking even pacing has always helped me clear my head, and kept me focused. I needed that that night. So, I was transported to the Academy and walked from there.

It was about five miles from the school. It took me precisely one hour sixteen minutes, and twenty-two seconds to get there. I had allowed myself another nine minutes.

The night was a little chilly, but I didn't mind. It was, in fact, rather nice.

I was fourteen minutes early, but that wasn't a problem either. I got myself an Andorian ale and picked a table in the back of the room.

Finn, the lack of punctuality was not one of his flaws, arrived two minutes early.

"It is agreeable to see you," he said as he slid into a chair across from me.

It was his attempt a being funny, playing the clown, breaking the ice.

"That isn't going to work on me Finn, you're not being funny."

"Sorry," he said and I almost believed him. "But it is good to see you. You're a sight for sore eyes. I know you don't believe me but I didn't mean to hurt you. Ever. I am truly sorry."

I got up then and walked out. "But you did hurt me. On purpose and more than once. I don't need you to pretend to be sorry when we both know you're not."

That's what I did in my head. What I actually did though was just sit there and nod. Then I said, "I know."

"You don't know," he said as he leaned toward me, but this should help you remember the good times we had."

Then, without invitation, he kissed me.

TBC

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