=/\= Mess Hall =/\= Athena sat in a quiet corner in the mess hall drinking a soothing cup of tea. She looked into the cup that was still mostly full as if contemplating some puzzle. She thought back to the few minutes ago when she had seen LtCmdr. Palmer in the corridor. She had asked the other woman to join her and although Samantha's expression gave nothing away; Athena sensed a feeling of discomfort. Athena had been about to add the temptation of chocolate along with the cup of tea when the LtCmdr. had been called to astrometrics. Athena had smiled at the other woman and made an offer for another time. Athena had watched as Samantha walked away, but what was bothering was the brief look of relief that seemed to pass over the other woman's face that was bothering the counselor. Athena continued to contemplate the situation as if the light brownish brew held the answers. {It just a stressful time. It was my imagination.} She thought of a couple of excuses neither of which felt right but both of which were possible. Athena could feel the mood of the ship (the crew) shift a bit. With her sensing that things were more tense and a dull ache still plaguing her head Athena gave up on her tea and decided to try something else. She got up and walked towards the door. She had really hoped that a full nights sleep would make the headache go away, but the dull soft rhythm stayed right where it was. =/\= Corridors and Lift =/\= As the mess hall doors slid close Athena listened to the message Shane sent throughout the ship and felt another wave of tension. {Maybe a nap would help} Athena thought {and a good place for me to be at the moment.} Athena headed toward the lift but was diverted when she saw one of the medical lab technicians. The girl seemed upset and Athena stopped to comfort her. The young woman seemed to be upset by the number of injuries that had come through the sickbay plus one of the doctor's had been short with her earlier; at least that's what Athena could glean from what the woman was saying. Athena believed that these incidents did bother the other woman but because she seemed to have a compassionate soul and she held her emotions in check at the time of the incidents. Although it seemed that no time had passed Athena figured that her head had beat off enough seconds to be about a half hour. She was glad that the technician seemed to be better. {She just needed someone to vent to.} Athena continued on her way to the lift and got in. She requested the desired deck and smiled at the Marine who was already there. He only gave a small almost unnoticeable nod. The lift began to move and then Athena felt a large dip and her stomach felt a bit queasy. Her eyes went to the marines as he asked, "Are you feeling OK, Counselor?" =/\= Repeat and remix =/\= {She just needed someone to vent to.} Athena continued on her way to the lift and got in. She requested the desired deck and smiled at the Marine who was already there. He only gave a small almost unnoticeable nod. The lift began to move and then Athena felt a large dip and her stomach felt a bit queasy. Her eyes went to the marines as he asked, "Are you feeling OK, Counselor?" Athena took a cleansing breath as the lift stopped and then the lights flickered. "That's strange I feel as though I asked you that before recently," the marine said as the lights stabilized. {I was just thinking that} Athena thought and reached up to rub her temples. "Yes, I'm Fine just a bit of a headache," she replied and gave a small smile. Fortunately the lift doors slid open onto Athena's floor and she was grateful to get out and walk to her quarters. =/\= Counselor's Quarters =/\= Athena walked straight to her bed and sat on the edge. She pulled off her shoes and socks and laid down on the bed. {I hope this headache starts to get better soon.} She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on getting her muscles to relax so she could sleep. However, all to soon she realized the commands she was giving her body to relax matched the increased rhythm of the tiffany in her head; which was anything but relaxing. =/\= End Log =/\= Lt. Athena Wellington Counselor USS Chimera