=/\= Outside a Turbolift =/\= Athena waited for the lift to come, she was heading for her quarters to think about how to best tackle the problem that of figuring out how to talk to someone you weren't sure was there. The lift arrived and Athena started to enter as a familiar energy brought her senses to attention. It was like smell the lingering scent of someone's perfume or cologne. She stepped into the lift expecting to see the CMO. As the thought occurred to her of whom she should be seeing and that person supposed to be missing, Athena stepped back off the lift. Athena stood with her brow furrowed in concern as she stared at the open lift door. She was deep in her own thoughts when someone asked her, "Is something wrong Lt.?" Her answer was slowing in coming showing just how deep in thought the young woman was. "I don't think so," she started hesitantly, "I'm pretty sure Dr. Summers was in this lift not too awfully long ago, She finished quietly. She hadn't even notice with whom she was talking as her thoughts flowed so freely they were almost causing a flood in her mind. Athena's thoughts began to flow from her lips in mumbled thoughts. Everything she had learned since returning to the ship was getting added together, but She felt as though she was coming up with the wrong sum. {If I feel the presence of someone who isn't there then...} "there must be a connection." Her half ramblings began to confuse and concern some of the people around her. "An opening..."{.... a portal.} Athena thought half her thoughts silently and half of them in softly mumbles. Finally she decided to step on to the lift and see what happened. She only hoped she didn't disappear as fast as she had appeared on the ship. =/\= End Log =/\= Lt. Athena Wellington Counselor USS Chimera