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Home Sweet Home

Posted on Thu Mar 11th, 2021 @ 3:16pm by Patricia Crow

Mission: Shore Leave
Location: Crow Ranch, Texas
Timeline: End of Shore Leave

Patricia sat on the front porch of her home sipping coffee as the sun rose.

Home.

She hadn't really had a place to call home for half her life and now she had one and everything associated with it. Husband, child...potentially mutltiple. They were due back on the ship tomorrow and as she looked out on the landscape she didn't want to leave. Looking across the land she knew there was another home out there with a man having the same thoughts.

Henry was tied to this land through love and genetics. She'd never had to leave her home before. He'd done it multiple times and it always pained him. He was a true cowboy at heart.

Her mind turned back to her own homestead, mentally mapping out some of the property. Kieran could use a play area, and maybe a small area for bonfires for them all to enjoy. She chuckled at her herself being so...domestic. That was not a term ANYONE would have applied to her before she met that man.

Since the last mission....which would be her last as she promised Chance...she had made several big decisions not the least of which was filing the forms to adopt her new name formally. Hearing it out loud still surprised her but that surprise usually ended with a grin. Besides, the Federation official she'd spoken to had frowned upon her seeking citizenship under a false identity.

Citizenship in the Federation had been a double edged sword. On one hand they had a great deal of freedoms but on the other, a great deal of laws---several of which she had broken with impunity. The term 'license to kill' was a throwback to some ancient fictional story of some sort but it was the inside joke of Agents who did her style of work. Being a full fledged citizen meant there was a new rulebook to play under.

Her conduit, Charlie, had warned her about that. "The next time you shoot someone in broad daylight you might actually get in trouble." She'd smirked at the man who'd sent her on so many journeys. "They have to catch me first."

She took a long sip as her eyes fell on the tree newly planeted in their front yard maybe twenty yards from the house. 'The old woman' was a term she'd always refer to it by. She'd wanted to come with them as they were rescued and she chose Patricia specifically. Was it a kind gesture or one based in the fact she knew that for as long as Patricia looked on it she'd wonder if the old woman was still judging her with every rustle of its leaves.

Her badge chirped, breaking the silence. "Yes?"

"We've got everything you asked for and your new office is set up as you laid out. Will there be anything else?"

"No, that'll be fine."

"See you tomorrow Agent Banks."

"Crow."

"What? Oh...yes I see that now. My apologies."

"No bother, it takes some getting used to."



Patricia Crow
Chief Intelligence Officer, USS Mercutio

 

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