Just Another Morning

Posted on Thu Feb 6th, 2025 @ 10:30am by Lieutenant Tomer Chaim & Lieutenant JG Kara Quinn-Chaim

1,103 words; about a 6 minute read

Mission: Mission 5 - The Cold War Ends
Location: Chaim Quarters
Timeline: MD01 - 0700

Having welcomed the marines to the station, Tomer immediately headed back to the family quarters with a smile on his face. Nothing satisfied him more than raising his two children with Kara. She might be the Chief Counselor, but Kara was Tomer's wife and he made certain to enjoy every minute of it.

Yes, it was a break from tradition to marry a shiksa, but who could argue with her beauty, kindness, or their harmony? The moment that he entered their quarters, he called out, "Spots, is everyone up and running? Got to get the little captains off to school and get to work."

Kara was as ever busy getting her family ready, it was a well practiced routine by now, but this morning she wasn’t feeling at all herself. “Almost Imzadi,” she offered Tomer a smile as she walked out of their son’s bedroom. “I’m a little behind this morning, I’m not feeling altogether myself I just hope I’m not coming down with something.”

"If you are not feeling well, perhaps you should check in with the Doctor." There was a strange emphasis on Doctor, which the two knew still bore some resentment from Kara carrying his children's twins without consulting him or exploring other avenues. It was water under the bridge now, but he would be lying if he still did not say it stung. "I can take over for some of your stuff right now. The little captains need to get to school. How can I help?"

“Erm...well you could finish getting their breakfast ready for me please?” Kara offered a smile.

"Absolutely, besherta."

Before he could make his way over to the replicator, a young girl with desert skin coloring, grey eyes, and sporting Trill spots cried out, "Aba! Aba! Aba!" and attached herself to Tomer's waist. "I missed you, Aba! Are you going to take me to school today, Aba? Oh! And I can help with breakfast! I can make cereal, you know!"

"I know, my little captain," Tomer replied amused. "Why don't you do that and maybe get some juice for all of us. Ask Gabriel if he needs a sippy cup."

Without prompting, a high-pitched voice called out, "I'm a big boy! I don't need a sippy cup!"

Tomer laughed, "Alright, captain. You're a big boy."

"I am!" the boy chirped as he attached himself to his mother. "Ema, are you alright?"

Kara smiled as she hugged her son. “I’m fine little man, just a bit off colour this morning that’s all. Let’s get breakfast sorted, we don’t want you being late for school.”

"OK, Ema," Gabriel responded, still hanging on tightly to his mother. "But I want to go to work with you."

Tomer chuckled. "Now, now, Gabriel, we all have our jobs to do. Yours is school. Is there something that you kids want me to replicate? Spots?"

“Something gentle on the stomach for me please handsome” Kara offered a smile.

He gave a worried look over at his wife. "Of course. How about some chicken soup? I know it is morning, but it cures everything."

“You know how much I love chicken soup, especially when it’s yours.” Kara smiled warmly.

"I just wish that I had the time to make it from scratch. Replication of the family recipe will have to do," he responded with a bit of chagrin.

By this time, Brianna had placed juice in all of the places for the family. She also had placed bowls of cereal out for everyone but her mother. Silverware was also out. What was not out was milk.

Affectionately, Tomer ruffled her hair and said, "Thank you, little captain. You did a great job. Let me get the milk so anyone who wants it can use it too." He then called out to Kara, not knowing if she could hear, "Bri did a fantastic job setting out breakfast."

“That’s great! Well done sweetheart!” Kara smiled warmly as she walked over to take a seat. “We’re going to have to get on with eating, or we’ll all be late!”

Tomer sat a newly replicated bowl of chicken soup before his wife and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Feeling better?" he asked concerned.

Kara offered a nod of her head. “I think so, not perfect but better than I was.” She picked up her spoon and started enjoying her soup offering a nod of her head to say she was enjoying it.

"I'm glad to hear that. If it gets worse, go see the doctor. Got it, Spots? No arguments." Lovingly, he smiled at his wife but his eyes showed a hint of concern.

That topic having been decided in Tomer's mind, he switched topics. "M'Mira's going to have a briefing today, so I guess we're going to get to see each other while Lockley's on leave. I have to keep acting as the Chief, G-d help me. We have a whole slew of marines that just came onto the station."

"Marines? That should be interesting." Kara smiled warmly. "I'll drop by and see the doctor after the briefing, best to get the official stuff out of the way first."

"Yes, marines. Not really certain what to make of them yet. I usually have a better feel for people on a first meeting but the head seemed a bit too wound tight to me." He paused before continuing. "I'm glad that you'll see the Doctor after the briefing. I'd rather put my mind at ease."

"Same here." Kara smiled warmly. "Once I know something you'll know, don't worry I'm sure it's nothing."

"It had better be nothing," Tomer responded with a grumble. He then set about finishing his breakfast, nudging the children along to finish theirs, as well.

Kara gave her husband a curious look. “What does that mean?”

"I'll not have you getting any illness that will deprive the children or me of your company. Is that clear?" he asked lovingly, with a mock stern tone.

“Understood” Kara grinned playfully. “You will not be deprived of my company at all.”

"Good." He moved over to his wife and kissed her on the forehead before starting to place dishes back in the replicator. "So, do you want me to get the little scamps to school or can you handle that?"

“I think I can handle it” Kara smiled warmly. “You carry on and I’ll see you at the briefing.”

"See you at the briefing," Tomer confirmed before kissing his wife one more time and heading out for his duties.

 

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